-=-Freestyle Sessions-=-

I'm so frosty even tell my boo to get off me
Talking shit you lost me, I only like my b!tches bossy
You know, no mama hoes for me, I'm like trick please
Then I'm off to get Japanese, hibachi and teriyaki
Getting sloppy off the shots of saki
 
talk is cheap, it's time I let you off the leash
I'm like Robin Leech about to give a speech
about the lifestyles of these lost soul apostles
bringing the world together with this thug gospel
it's impossible, main we just can't be faded
they trying to keep us separated and segregated
player hated, alienated from feeling sacred
I can't take it, about to blast off like a space shit
aka hit that vape shit, inhaling hella weed
keep it in my chest until I can no longer breathe
cough until my lungs bleed and my eyes can't see
f***ing with that og kush, homie you know me
give me a fou'ty and a pen, let the record spin
this goes out to my homies and my friends
to the ones I'll never see again and the ones lost in the pen
what's the cost of a life a sin
the story just begins again main the shit never ends
 
Fall back! With your Raps!
I Kill that shit dead.
Small raps what you got.
I kill that shit dead!
You be High off the pot.
I kill that shit dead!
Small fries, frying pots.
You can't clean that f@cking burn!
I hop up in the spot.
It's straight murder.
If you hop up in the spot.
I will straight hurt shit.
You hop up in the spot.
And you straight bounce!
When It comes to me.
You don't weigh up..
Not a f@cking ounce!
Your squad sucks ass!
P@ssy! F@cking bounce!
Look! You might be cool..
But Nope!
I'm the real deal!
You's a f@cking joke!
I'm not down with f@ggots
Gagging on d!ck, nigg@, ******* choke!
So fall back, like I bust that ass
You stay dropping soap!
Your squad's a bunch of pusses.
and you's a f@cking dope!
With your access card asses, on welfare.
You pusses are, f@cking broke!
So, when it comes to, you versus me?
What the **** are you, smoking?!
Done! Game Over! No jokes, son
Killas be older than me.. but..
I'm still the kid! Shit! What?!
*****! Stay choking!

..and that's the censored version.
 
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first off you ain't stopping shit
worst off you just popping shit
we knowing you ain't walking it
b!tch you barely even talking it
I'm hitting you up like pac did it
your shit sounds like diddy did it
mutha f*cka you got to be kidding
this why I treat you like children
what you fearing is the villain
getting a feeling for some killing
is it this appealing cap peeling
that's got you stuck to the ceiling
because you can't take the flow
like you're in gitmo with the info
and you just can't take it no mo
bout to go out like a hoe for show

what up bro? you mad?
f*ck it though I just laugh
I'll save my tears for later
... f*ck being a hater!
 
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you little dames is lame, trick stay in you lane
don't test this aim because I'll leave no stains
homicide can't explain what happened to your brains
used to be contained, now they gone from this plane
wiped from existence in a f*cking instance
you struggle like infants to form a sentence
you better ask god for repentance before my pen hits
... this paper reveals the secrets of war layer by layer
you're facing a rhyme slayer in the form a player
put your quarter on the machine and I'll take her
you're the next in line to disappear like clouds of vapor
savoir this ass kicking cause son there won't be a later
you'll need to get your skills up if you want it
'til then I'm going for the kill, getting blunted
the most wanted, it's easy to see why I stay hunted
don't front kid, keep that shit one hundred or run it!

warning shots!!! you must of thunk we forgot
we run this spot, now get the f*ck off my top
 
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First off stop rapping
Second off I'm not battling
Third off stop acting
I'm Dre with this shit..
A doctor ding, it's my practice.
So think why you practice.
I don't have to practice.
I just spit, type.. Like, It's fcKing magic!
And I'm not down with..
Bronies, rainbow light, type rappers.
Cutting albums, in their bedroom.
I go to real studios, and spit doom.
Questioning? Who the fck is you?
Where's fcks your albums?
Where the fcks your features?
I really do this shit, d!ck eater!
Please! Stop speaking!
That's my word!
You wanna sing gospel?
Head to your church!
And watch how I slut your chick..
Because she want's to be a slut,
but all she is, is a nerd!
Truth hurts. Oh sh!t!
My d!ck, just made her spurt!
Because I'm hard as fck!
I don't love her though,
I'ma tell that trick to, Clean Up!
 
That last rap was the best thing out of your mouth since my name
listen main, I ain't came for these kids games
keep the f*cking fame, my aim is to bring the pain to your brain
I'm spreading the flames, and sparking the war

the only thing you spreading is sores from f*cking those whores
be honest, you can't **** with my cherie amour
the closest you come to a score is when I settle it once more
this is hardcore, and that shit you kick is soft

fool I run with the lost but your wack raps leaving us all lost
I'm never at a loss, another competitor tossed
as I toss a verbal molitva in to your box where you form thought
you better walk away, you don't wanna play today

I'll leave your whole style on display, straight up up filleted
like look closely kids, that is how you rap gay
I give you an A for effort, like a blaze leave your chest hurt
smiling like the cheshire, apatite like Lecter
 
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listen Yo, I know you got drama bro
I told you quit f*cking them momma hoes
you looking at me like I don't know
blowing your do' on them bitches though

it' whatever, the game get's cold
these gems used to be sold and not told
but now the tree is getting to old
and these roots have no where to grow

as the wind blows, I'm smoking
I'm choking off this game I'm soaked in
your verbally potent opponent
I've been chosen like an omen to arose

now I spit these prose like a pro
you don't even know the lost soul flow
captivate and embody you whole
possession of your soul is what I'll hold
 
I give them two for one
where they from they fight for crumbs
listen man there's two types of dumb
one's running with those bums in the slums
the other is acting young and savage
not your average kids outta the cabbage
smoking weed like a bad habbit
silly rabbit, it's automatic that I slap it
causing funk like I'm some static
you need some practice at this
like a gymnast doing back-flips
like yous a new-at-acting actress
I got the news and it's fantastic
heard you got the award for slap-stick
comedies form of a funny gadget
[strike]we all laugh and point at you as we think of the word, "******"[/strike]
 
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See? The thing here, it's freestyle session.
Your coming at me half assed stepping.
Since my first verse was in the air, and..
I said no names.. So what fck you repping?
Why the fck are you stepping? Off your porch?
I'm not the one! So take a back step up! Dork!
You got confused by the two roads..
and got fcked by the fork!
There's your raps, and then there is my raps.
Your tracks are garbage, welcome to my tracks.
You can't fck with my rap form,
So look p*ssy! Step off my platform!
Before I start bombing shit!
And you get hit by the train, mortal kombat shit.
Keep training, like I won't rob your shit.
You ain't got no game with this.
So game over with it, you just lost shit!
In the Land Of The Lost, shit.
Thinking your sick.. Like a straight *****!
But I spit better shit, just coughing!
Cough, cough.. Eat a ****!
 
I know the topic, I'm just using logic
I'm not the one who lost it, so stop it
don't step in the session if you don't want a lesson
if you wanna talk about progression why you stressin
you better pick a better weapon
if you want to head in that direction
because when it comes to my selection
I got a massive collection
that'll smash your misconceptions
this ain't a battle it's an election
and i'm saying f*ck your suggestions
I got a question
are you ready for the resurrection of perfection
I use my rhymes for protection
while lies fill their confessions
I'll break it down into sections
are you looking for acceptance
are you looking for repentance
or do you wanna be past tense
no longer present in this sense
 
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Oh snap! Now you running off my rap?
Biting off my shit, like I don't see it. Lil F@g!
Fall back! Boss! With your salad tossing!
You jump ship, like you jump d!cks!
How's it feel? Gobbling balls in your mouth, lil b!tch!
I spit tighter! I ain't Tyler, but I'ma Fcking creator!
Plus my goon's ain't MTV fakers.. We're hot heads,
not boston bean bakers..
On some no girl? You're gay as shit!
Like this, ps3 scene.. fake kids.. Full of shit.
Middle fingers up, eat a d!ck! Stay, gayer!
I'm saying.. You believe in god?
Pray and keep praying!
Till I rob all ya, you fcking haters!
I'll big d!ck styles your chick, and leave her puss gaping like a crater.
Fig! Said I should be caged up, but made me a moderator.
That's some fcked up sh!t, huh?
I'm just saying what I'm saying!
Get back to freestyles, stop playing!
With plagiarism! Ban me?
Because your fake as sh!t, huh..
When it comes to me?
No win! Done!
 
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Leave it to Beaver to be crying about biting
I know you're a Belieber, why the f*** you lying
While it's true I could flow what you writing
Honestly, I would make it way more exciting
In your crew your probably just a hype man
Look, I'm the mutha f***ing archetype fam
You see my rhymes and your like god damn
How do I make this so easy to understand
Your lines like eggs in a frying pan, scrambled
I listened to you before you started to ramble
Now it's time I turn you into an example
A simple sample of how to get handled
Call me a vandal I'll destroy your rhymes
Your weak lines can't stand next to mines
They've been confined by your meek mind
Sounding like Meek with your ass on the line

Better off getting your b**** to write your shit
Better yet I got the fix, eat a subliminal d***!!!

Ha Ha

Ban you? I ain't even gonna reprimand you
Just pick your ass up I'm about to hand you
Get your shit together wanna be competitor
Comparing us is like leather versus pleather
 
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Lost Soulz - Where R We?

we up in the place, they don't know what they face
demons trying to give chase, they trying build a case
this ain't life it's just a phase, just a part of the maze
searching for those better days till we all pass away

raise our glasses and say let's have a blast today
but only after we participate and get the facts straight
it was my fate to plan, plot, strategize and orchestrate
listen to me do' there's no mistakes in these high stakes

one wrong move is all it takes, you're no longer awake
they sleeping at your wake, hearts filled with hate
or we could create something as simple as a debate
and concentrate on what truly makes us great

deliberate, conjugate, cooperate and strike first
deliver you from your thirst as I flow verse for verse
until there's no need to rehearse as you and I converse
on the universe, on the planet earth and f*cking dirt

lost souls, where are we? soulja's building an army
devil wanting to harm me for bringing the harmony
lost souls, where are we? soulja's building an army
devil wanting to harm me for bringing the harmony


fallen days behind me, using rhymes to remind me
this fast life blinds me as I'm moving at high speeds
these are the ties that bind me, the lost soul dynasty
giving you what you need as you puff on the weed

let me proceed to bring you up to speed on the mission
switching positions, the opposite of opposition
in a position to manifest a Resistance into existence
a significant difference compared to the present tense

let me present some sense for your future defense
hanging on to innocence with our backs against the fence
to tell the truth, I've been this way ever since
it's so immense once I commence, you feel it in your skin

living in the sin, head starts to spin, looking within
mistaken for a friend, a crook and never a kin
forever we defend ourselves from the hearts of men
there's no need to pretend, now let me start this again

lost souls, where are we? soulja's building an army
devil wanting to harm me for bringing the harmony
lost souls, where are we? soulja's building an army
devil wanting to harm me for bringing the harmony


if you don't know what you face you better vacate this place
or else be erased like another nameless face
vanished without a trace like you were stranded in space
but I'm taking up too much space, I must make haste

can't let this high go to waste so I'm staying up late
putting these letters together to try and conversate
but it's like you just can't wait to eat off of my plate
let's get one things straight no one wants to compensate

in this land where the plan is man kills man to dominate
all to get the view with promenade by the lake
are we still being serenaded by the evil snakes
are we even awake, are we something so unexplainibly great

are we trapped in this fate, or is it our destiny to escape
as I sit here and I vape, quietly I complete
slowing up my mind state so I can concentrate
focus on my mistakes so I can give my lost soul all it takes

lost souls, where are we? soulja's building an army
devil wanting to harm me for bringing the harmony
lost souls, where are we? soulja's building an army
devil wanting to harm me for bringing the harmony
 
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feeling so lost in the scenes
remembering dreaming of being the boss of this thing
but it's the cost that it bring
it's the loss of the team as we're tossed in to this ring

forced to become unclean
by a force that's unseen that forces us to be obscene
gleaming like a red beam
wondering if the dead dream and if heaven has kings

I present to you the scheme
presently wrapped up in the tense of a human's being
what does this future bring
are you seeing what I'm seeing in my quest for being

or are you being another
falsely believing in the book and what's on the cover
to scared to try and uncover
discover what's under the covers like two new lovers

why we're kept undercover
why does brother kill brother and kiss the same mother
why don't we listen to others
I'm asking you why are we so distant from one another
why we're kept undercover
why does brother kill brother and kiss the same mother
why don't we listen to others
I'm asking you why are we so distant from one another

this scene man, this scene man
what the f*** does it mean man, am I still dream-man
ah damn I mean dreaming
feeling like I'm feining for a microphone with no reason

it's like I got so much to say
but these thoughts get in the way as I try to elevate
getting higher to escape
I must face my fate before it's too late, hey but wait

let me celebrate and create
orchestrate an opaque pallet on your mental plate
exercising concentrates
concentrate on what I make, making sure it's great

or should I say greater
never the lesser in this ******* thugged out theater
or is it pronounced theater
has it ever occurred you might never heard of thug nerd

why we're kept undercover
why does brother kill brother and kiss the same mother
why don't we listen to others
I'm asking you why are we so distant from one another
why we're kept undercover
why does brother kill brother and kiss the same mother
why don't we listen to others
I'm asking you why are we so distant from one another

I still pray to the thug lord, the bringer of the new war
it' time to settle the score, showing enemies no remorse
I'm keeping the course, hip hop and I'll never divorce

Updated/Completed another one... (original post here)

feeling so lost in the scenes, hard to explain like a dream
remembering dreaming of being the boss of this thing
but it's the cost that it bring, to be the boss of a scene
it's the loss of the team as we're tossed in to this ring

forced to become unclean, seeing unbearable things
by a force that's unseen that forces us to be obscene
gleaming like a red beam, you scream from the string
wondering if the dead dream and if heaven has kings

I present to you the scheme, join the lost soul team
presently wrapped up in the tense of a human's being
what does this future bring, and what does it all mean
are you seeing what I'm seeing in my quest for being

or are you being another, one of those mutha f***ers
falsely believing in the book and what's on the cover
to scared to try and uncover, no trust in eachother
discover what's under the covers like two new lovers

why we're kept undercover is the question that I utter
why does brother kill brother and kiss the same mother
why don't we listen to others, what we fear to uncover
I'm asking you why, are we so distant from one another
why we're kept undercover is the question that I utter
why does brother kill brother and kiss the same mother
why don't we listen to others, what we fear to uncover
I'm asking you why, are we so distant from one another

this scene man, this scene man, smoke and screen and
what the f*** does it mean man, am I still dream-man
ah damn I mean dreaming, forever lost to the seasons
feeling like I'm feining for a microphone with no reason

it's like I got so much to say, something to believe in
but these thoughts get in the way as I try to elevate
getting higher to escape, takes the place of treason
I must face my fate before it's too late, hey but wait

let me celebrate, create, dominate, and decimate
orchestrate an opaque pallet on your mental plate
exercising concentrates, dividing the love from hate
concentrate on what I make, making sure it's great

or should I say greater, mutha f*** being a hater
never the lesser in this f***ing thugged out theatre
or is it pronounced theater, make sure that I'm heard
has it occurred you might never heard of thug nerds

why we're kept undercover is the question that I utter
why does brother kill brother and kiss the same mother
why don't we listen to others, what do we fear to uncover
I'm asking you why, are we so distant from one another
why we're kept undercover is the question that I utter
why does brother kill brother and kiss the same mother
why don't we listen to others, what do we fear to uncover
I'm asking you why, are we so distant from one another

I still pray to the thug lord, the bringer of the new war
it' time to settle the score, showing enemies no remorse
I'm keeping the course, hip hop and I'll never divorce
this is the source of the great disturbance in the force

this is hardcore and little bust that's not a metaphor
word, my constitution is stronger than the Constitution
I got a solution to end the pollution from the institution
I'm using intuition is bring into fruition another mission

a contradiction to that wack fiction to which you listen
b**** listen, you need to get the f*** up out the kitchen
this shit's as hot as a piston, got me sweat dripping
I've been commissioned to let you out of the submission

leave you out of commission, no longer in jurisdiction
no longer enslaved by omission, secretive description
understand these depictions of a world ruled by friction
giving you what you're missing before we all lose attention

why we're kept undercover is the question that I utter
why does brother kill brother and kiss the same mother
why don't we listen to others, what do we fear to uncover
I'm asking you why, are we so distant from one another
why we're kept undercover is the question that I utter
why does brother kill brother and kiss the same mother
why don't we listen to others, what do we fear to uncover
I'm asking you why, are we so distant from one another
 
Makavelion Mind State

we're misplaced from the history they say takes place
yet I've yet to see a trace / just another lying face
my heart starting to race / as I inhale the taste
this mutha f****** nicotine / hella got me on fein

something like a teen trying to be seen on the scene
while you silently scream / it why the thugs sing
and if you wanna be the king / that drama we bring
there's no stopping this thing / I'm locking this thing

closing up shop na mean / f*** a buck and dream
my mind releading the live rhymes rounds I'm bust-ing
never trusting you fools / you caught up in discussion
prepare for the repercussions / we makaveli thugging

straight love to my thugs / main it is what it was
couple of us packing makaveli on us, getting buzzed
in thug life we trust / in a life so unjust, main
sometimes it's hard to explain / listen to my pain

My Makavelion mind state / the one they luv to hate
Lost Soulz straight laced / drink with no chase
Blaze with no waste / out of place in outer space
How many human beings as a race have been erased
in a Makavelion mind state / the one they luv to hate
Lost Soulz straight laced / drink with no chase
Blaze with no waste / out of place in outer space
How many human beings have been erased as a race

my plan, was never to become the man, rather than
it was to be the underhand in the land of other clans
when i was a younger man living in the summer of sam
main we all were so close to having them streets ran

f*** being a lost soul fan / this one nation we fam
you can go tell them this is the crew with the new plan
understand we all man in this scheme that's so grand
if we're gonna change the way it's ran we need to stand

#2gether forever on a mission to make things better
and end these rainy days / this metaphorical weather
 
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"The Apple Tree (Alt. Version)"

In the land of the free and the home of the slave.
God gave a ceremony that the devil portrayed.
He made man, woman, fire, earth, wind and sun.
When he spoke he said people should be treated as one.
But one, came from the heavens and spoke of no tomorrow.
Lucifer who chose to hide your sins over sorrow, inside.
Who knew how to hide away the god and take away the pride.
It's time to take a deep travel through the mind.
Pondering heaven, hell and the other sides.
Thanks for the ticket. Strap in. Enjoy the ride.

Action.
Adam & Eve create a sin but blamed it on a snake with a devilish grin.
Picking fruit from a tree that's supposedly forbidden..
Yet light shines on it, for it to grow so how is that grim.


Who was it that really took the bite.
Who really died for our sins to shed light.
Was it Jesus or was it Horus.
Man-made books create horrors.
When thesis is viewed as scriptures,
but the words don't match the pictures.
Who compiled all of this, are they truly rules.
Is it more of a guideline to believe what to choose.
Moses came down from that mountain but who did he speak to.
Was it benevolent heaven sent or the opposite other dude.
The tale of Mary is where things get confused.
The tail of Mary is where things get skewed.
Immaculate conception Vs. The God style.
I choose not to teach to you, that's too wild.
Religion created the very first thought of rivals.
Ember from the ashes reignites the fire.
As this world burns again for a while.

Action.
Adam & Eve create a sin but blamed it on a snake with a devilish grin.
Picking fruit from a tree that's supposedly forbidden..
Yet light shines on it, for it to grow so how is that grim.

The very first tablets were made of stone based on religion.
Tablets today are made from technology, scientific.
Both contain text and code, hieroglyphics.
Both contain false facts and glitches, for instance.
Thou shalt not kill, like thou shalt not steal, but thou shalt lie.
That's the dead give away like hello, hi.
We all gotta die some day like stars in the sky.
So don't fear contesting belief within that time.
Questioning creation from knowledge of the mind.
Asking the unexplained throughout life, like..
Who made up time.
Who made up crime.
Who stole for the first time.
Who took a chance and invented the dance.
Who made gold valuable. Was it by chance,
or something sinister like ritual sacrifices and chants.
The deeper I think, the deeper I rant.
There's no quick reply to this so I go advanced.
I smirk at all these questions but the most I find funny..
Why is Egyptian pyramids on American money.

Action.
Adam & Eve create a sin but blamed it on a snake with a devilish grin.
Picking fruit from a tree that's supposedly forbidden..
Yet light shines on it, for it to grow so how is that grim.
 
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They Wanna Talk Bad

everyday I'm awake, I'm thinking of rhymes
it's like these lines in my mind seem so divine
but I don't always take the time to write them
lose them until I remember how to recite them

like lighting striking my words are soul inciting
who the **** said keep calm and quit fighting
I bomb first than I ask who the ****'s riding
the best shit I'm writing is what we reciting

I'm liking that you loving the way of my flow
we know it's deeper than any other story told
allow me to welcome everyone back to the show
I'll be your new host, the emcee with the mos7

you wanna see a roast let me tell you a joke
so a wanna be pope in to a room full of men
they all make the decision if he's god's chosen
then telling you're kids to open and let him in

and they wanna talk bad about micheal jackson
probably why they wacked him
him and a bunch of other black men,
even emin3m
that candy pop shit got the world going feminine
catch them before they capture you
so in-tuned to their views you don't know what to do


let me give you the news through these clues
**** a new world attitude and ***** that's rude
can't even lend a hand to understand a dude
as the planet moves we stand slanted, obtuse

what can I say we live in an obtuse angle
don't even understand the bermuda triangle
never knowing the truth about fallen angles
these webs of lies got most of us entangled

feeling the strangle and stress on my ankles
weight of the world on my back but thank you
for giving me this world that I can make true
and it's like I only got one take too but wait

it's never to late to turn around and create
make something great to which we can relate
there's a silver lining hidden behind the breaks
but there's no escape unless we're all awake

and they wanna talk bad about all us rappers
probably why they're always after
taking out the masters of the chapters,
but no pretend
that candy pop shit got the world going feminine
catch them before they capture you
so in-tuned to their views you don't know what to do


I'm trying to wake you but you wanna stay sleep
damn it silly rabbit you dug your whole too deep
open your eyes, realize you're owned by the beast
our minds owned by the beat, too easy to defeat

or are we so unique that they fear what we speak
it's got me trying to be discreet with me speech
so I need to take a leap of faith coz talk is cheap
well that's what they say anyways to each is each

the freedom that we seek seem so far to reach
reality it's as close as crossing the ******* street
they got us tweaked to the wrong ******* vibrancy
fighting back these vicious and violent tendencies

so I'm going to these extremities with my remedies
using my verses to converse this thuggish melody
**** what they telling me I'm using my telepathy
like some killer weed hitting your mind, inhaling me

that's why they wanna talk bad about the youth
probably why they hide the truth
telling you you'll die if you expose it too,
even my friends
that candy pop shit got the world going feminine
catch them before they capture you
so in-tuned to their views you don't know what to do
 
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