-=-Freestyle Sessions-=-

I'm sick and tired of begging for seeds
to feed to the birds so i can get some meat

while others rise in splendor, i'm still stuck in squander
and you call us the criminals, but its you the criminal, why you wonder

Its not hate, its jealousy, its envy, and for you its greed
instead of helping others, you take what you want and need

I get straight to the point and dont beat around the bush
We elected obama and now everyone on welfare while he smokin kush

Or deficit tripled like we spending it on others that don't deserve
that form new 9/11 militias with planes in the air refusin to swerve

The rich get richer, while the poor struggle in the streets
The poor that lift each other up, while the rich keep handing defeat
The government in the background snickering, cuz they the ones that feed
this nightmare capitol engine, privacy obstructed, corporate decrees

And yet we steal to keep the lights on, and we are the one in cuffs
When OUR OWN united, kill millions by the minute and yet it isn't enough

Isn't it enough we lost our speech, our rights, our liberty and sanity
Now they treating us all like terrorists in thier own paranoid fantasy
The sad sad news is that our children may never survive the tragedy

When the walls start to crumble and we fighting the system
Where once on top, we find ourselves the new victim

To the same laws we built with our apathy
Left us to suffer in our economic catastrophe
 
For every good there's an equal evil
Not every prequel turns to a sequel
They say all men are created equal
More lies from the deceitful people

Realize this is a peaceful upheaval
Real eyes see through the needle
Lace the line for an easy retrieval
So know it's not easy to free you

Open up your mind I believe you
Try and find what's beneath you
If you live life blind it'll eat you
Reach you before they beat you

And teach you the lost soul ways
These hostile apostle gospel days
You're feeling the frost in this maze
As the cold decays this unseen cage

The stage has been set for rage
Don't be another actor for their play
You must turn away and say you'll stay away
There's a price to pay when my name you say

... As I PLACE another puzzle piece on display
 
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I take the shot, no chase
I set the pace in the race
I'm in the PLACE to be
Might know me from the SCENE

It feels like it's a dream
Puffing green behind the screen
Heard but seldom seen
I can hear their silent screams

A world of violent things
Fiends and obscene beings
Enemies unseen laser beams
Kindergarten Cop I'm referencing

Is it so hard to imagine what I mean
I'm picking up steam
Flowing like a stream
Consider this... a water offering

Break Bread :-)
 
don't be amazed by the masses in the maze
they think it's okay to be enslaved and obey
living life in a craze, don't care what you say
unless you raise stakes, show 'em how great

what it takes to make our ways in these days
we got to change our fate before it's too late
we can't wait or hesitate, we need to elevate
alleviate, overcome our hearts' greatest aches

but it starts with a face, it's not mine, it's yours
face the taste of the sword in the face of reward
save face, live by your word in the honorable war
know no disgrace, know more, let us explore

imagine the possibility of your mind's capability
ability to build stability against the ill conceived
well received, a well conceived piece of armory
belief the world's griefs can see defeat with peace
 
know I got so many styles, so very versatile
if I stick around awhile, I might hit you with a #freestyle
I got verses by the pile, stretched for miles
there's no denial, screaming 'these bustuhs don't know my style!'

I could pull a rhyme out of my mental files
give you the thug recital in these suicidal trails called survival
but why deny you of the secrets as time spirals
must be ready for the secret arrival, going against our rivals

truth be told, we're sophisticated homicidal savages
who as a species found a way to coexist
exist is the endless abyss only known as the universe
as you and I verse about our average ravages

there's no hell on Earth, there's no heaven in the skies
they're telling you lies as they swat us like flies
swastikas still alive and fly, but that's not my side when we ride
collide like bishop in juice ... you ready to die?
 
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What the f***s this s***? You guys must be lit!
Sittin here sprayin instead of guitar playin!

I could bust some rhymes if I could find the time,
But I'm not in the right mental state of mind.

Time to bust a riff, light a spliff.
Get higher then joe cocker n dream bout ya mother.
 
I'm trying to hide this THC vapor from my upstairs neighbor because he's a player hater
I wish that I was greater but I'm a major procrastinator, putting everything off until later
Though I know in my heart I'm a rhyme sayer sometimes I feel as though I have no savior
But like my lines, life has many layers, so watch as I pull off this amazing ****ing caper

When I'm done rocking, call the tapers, until then I'm not stopping my non-stop plotting
Our tree of life is rotting, deprived of our most sacred oxygen, coughing in her own coffin
and me I'm often off in a day dream, dazed by the grand scheme of things and what it means
 
Here's another creation for all of my fans who've been patiently waiting
Thanks for staying and listening to what I've been saying all these years
One day it'll all disappear and I won't be here; but, I still might be near
No fear as I veer while I steer clear of objects that may appear in my rear view

Talking to the man in the mirror; who, never knew what it was like to be you
So he don't have a clue as to what we've been through to pay our dues
Confused by all the misuse and abuse when I thought there was a truce
Perhaps it's a rouse like saying the sky is blue when it's clearly chemical
 
Look at us, Gods favorite gift, and we didn't even exist until someone else flipped the switch
Which is to say, in which we were made, something like when a human being plays
Taking on the role of the God, which is odd, because it's completely flawed
Like speaking with only your jaw and giving it absolutely no thought
Know that thought is the most precious thing that we've got
The body will rot away with the tick tock of the clock
And don't forget the souls that remain locked
Trapped inside this box like robots
And it's Pandora's watch
She opened the top
Oh and I forgot
This is hip hop
It don't stop
 
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Something I've been working on...

STR8 Thuggin (Aint Got Time 4 Shit)

just living and I'm thugging, caught up in the moment, I ain't got time for shit

this is it, that rap you've been waiting for
so f****** bad you can't take it no more
ready for war, it's time to even the score
f*** it, we've all got secrets we store

Behind closed doors, showing no remorse
Force my way in the door for the reward
You swore you knew me from before
Now the last thing you know was the floor

Let your spirit soar, embrace it at it's core
Mother f*****, It's a lost soul's metaphor
B****, I'm tapping into your motherboard
I'm so on course, you've got no recourse

Hack into your source, turn it in to a resource
Let it absorb
Feel it in your pours, this feeling's yours
I'm not feeling these whores like I'm not feeling my chores

F*** it B**** Mother F***** Sing the Chorus

just living and I'm thugging, caught up in the moment, I ain't got time for shit

getting high like plane about to fly the sky
you wanna know why I got hate in my eye
I promised the don I'll be down until I die
catch them when they lie where they hide

enjoying the ride while our enemies cry
la... la la la... la la la ... la la lie
troublesome 2016 get ready to collide
pick a side as my solders start to divide

came back to remind us that we're alive
feeling deprived, we strive to survive
rising to the cries of full moon's night skies
the poetic surprise we keep hidden inside

it's not enough to try, believe me, I've tried
we've got to get together and live this life
the game is live, it's been supplied
all that's left to do is tell these B****** goodbye

Tricks Getting Rich and They Ain't Singing Shit Right

just living and I'm thugging, caught up in the moment, I ain't got time for shit
 
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will i ever retire or forever aspire, as it transpires though the wires
I'm not being admired like a sire, it's okay, liars running from fires

see a choir in a vampire's attire, they're required to acquire minor
but they don't see the silver liner, all they have is a grim reminder

why they hurt and it occurs to me that they might've never heard
such a curse to never have occurred, I couldn't imagine any worse
 
it goes... ain't nothin' goin' on 'cept da song come on mainq ... sing along
it goes... ain't nothin' goin' on 'cept da song come on mainq ... sing along

it goes one mo' time
with some mo' rhyme
come close I'm
gonna open up da mind

now look inside an' find
we're of da same kind
drinking da same wine
basically intertwined

remind me of '99
let's rewind wid my lines
young an' in our prime
too dumb to be divine

blind to da signs
and DA hearts of mankind
eager to spark a dime
or cerveza without the lime

a clear case of decline
adding more stairs to climb
heaven on Earth's on the line
we'll sing along wid da rhymes
 
I been stressin a lot lately, thinkin about the bills
Realizing that life really sucks, no dreams, no frills
Just busting your ass for that nothing you got
grabbing applications faster than a junkie grabs the rock
Get an education being written in your skull
borderline insomnia study till you're full
Given all this knowledge, this talent but a curse
For everything you start, here comes the devil with a hearse

I can't make a break if my life was dependant
And if there is a god, i'd love to meet his decendant
Lay his hands upon my pockets fill them up with green
Sit down pow wow style while we hit the weed
Tell me all the secrets, all his riddles all his rhymes
Make me forget the circles of my problems of current times
but that's just a dream as we're walking down the line

The reality is that it isn't getting better
The rich keep getting richer, while the poor keep losing cheddar
It's not like there's a hope, or a cure, or a fix
Our government just holds us down, they really don't give a sh*t

But that's just reality, not the mask I wear
Sitting smiling laughing, pretending not to care
While the sh*t keeps getting higher, you scramble for a fix
But there truly isn't, sedate and deal with it :)
 
Today's society lacks compassion, in a quest for instant satisfaction
Caught up in all manners of distraction, acting like we demand action
Lacking when it comes to rest and relaxing, then people start snapping
I ain't rapping, I'm supplying rations for the last fractions of the factions

And I'm a tell you some shit; life ain't a b****, but this whole world is sick
While you're watching time tick, you can hear the nines click, click-click
This is it, a visually depicted script kicking the realest lyrics ever writ
Feel this like a hit as this shit fills your lungs until you begin to trip

To be specific, I'm a lunatic mixed with a wicked sense of mischief
Am I a statistic for their hit list; or, an uplifted, relentless giving gift?
Getting back to the present in this, the majority is unpleasantly pissed
F***, their must have been something we missed, because life isn't this

This isn't what we wished; happiness is not living in the ignorance of bliss
Are you ready for the lost soul exodus or will you simply cease to exist?
There's no room to remissness inside a maze in my mind, without exit
Follow me if your restless, for no man should ever lie quest-less
 
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We put a man in the office that nobody trusts
And yet we are supposed to be united, divided we rust
We fight over color, gender, sex and greed
Who has the power that nobody really needs

It's not like the 1% really need to get any fatter
Yet these fat f**ks put crisco on the ladders
So the low cant climb, keepin slipping into tragedy
So you have a mercedes, and I can't feed my family
Starving in the gutter, praying for a dream
The devil deep inside you, or that is how it seems.

:)
 
It's not like i'm weak, i'm blind or I can't walk
No felonies, no charges, clean speaking when I talk
I don't sag my pants like a gangsta, I act better
When you give me bank, i can be trusted with the cheddar
It's not like I can't act, or freak out or i'm psycho for real
It's not like when you piss me off i go in for the kill
I'm real, I get mad, it happens, that's when the fight stops I get shit to happen
I pick up the paper and my fingers do the wrappin of tragedies and malady torture and stabbing
I take apart the perpetrator make them my victims delight
and lay my head down happily, as I sleep so sound tonight
The killer wasn't killing, he was victim to his own knife
But the paper holds the secret, the chapter holds his life
Yet I can't find a job, cuz i'm the crazy psychopath
If they anger me, they'll suffer massacres and wrath
Like i'm more powerful than any god they know
That isn't the truth, and even that I know

Yet we are all on welfare
sucking the governments ........
This didnt' happen years ago
It really makes me sick...
 
^^word
^nice

to honor the law / of speaking what you saw
I'm coming at you raw / f*** them other frauds

please hold the applause / until I face the odds
what's up with these false gods / I find it odd

let's all nod in agreement / for impeachment
before the freedom of speech's consider treason

listen to my reason / don't hear what I'm speaking
heed my meaning as we head in the final evening

inside you's a light gleaming that you ain't seeing
so bright that if f***s up your purpose of being

because what's a mind and body without a soul
feeling you're loosing control like who's in control

high time to give up the control / f*** the show
the pimping is so cold / got the globe acting like hoes

overdose on another episode than reload in auto mode
devoted to the code until it implodes and who knows

frozen on the road like a ghost, that's just how it goes
flows like the the water, like the son, moon and daughter

if your asking who's the holy father
Telling you partna' it gets no hotter

word to momma

#HappyMothersDay
 
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give me a topic and I drop it
this is freestyle sessions so I'm handing out lessons
I must be destined for this profession
my rhymes are like a weapon
no questions
my mind is like a head spin
hip hop and it don't stop so just let us in
you wanna box?
what's wrong with the one you living in
I ain't kidding men
these are the days we're living in
enslaved to the mighty pen
in a daze too afraid to sin
in a cage inside a pen that we're raging in
where did this flame begin and when will it end
one day we might be friends
but until then
we can't just pretend that we're gonna win
we gotta do this for our kin
time to make amends and see were it sends...
us
the un-corrupt by the greed and the lust
standing on the cusp of the last son's dusk
standing strong even though The Don's gone to the dust
you gotta hold on...
"In The West We Trust"

EDIT - BTW, shout out to [MENTION=484]psykosis[/MENTION] for inspiring me to go another "round" on this one. I really appreciate all the participation everyone has given here. THANK YOU ALL! :D
 
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I can't win, or lose, or even break even
Living under Bill, Linus, Barack, and Steven, I can't believe it
I'm stuck in hell, every time i'm dreaming some hotties ringin' the bell
its over, like the end of a dream, psycho hyped up receptors make it all tear at the seems
It's not real, the mask that you see. The media pointing fingers so the sheeple won't see
They don't see, that they are being played, look left, look right, oh shit 2 towers and a plane we didn't see....
 
Don't focus on the evil, that's where those people need you
Gotta look at the positive, you somehow got a chance to live
It's true, what you give comes back to you in the form of 2
Nobody's got a clue, a bunch of fools acting as if they're kids
We can't go back to where we slid, we can only stop sliding
Love is to forgive, don't let it be a grudge that you're hiding
We all need one to confide in but we can't seem to find 'em
Home is where the heart is, but all the heartless are thriving
The hardships that I'm in, only I know, and it's only one road
Where can I turn when there's a burning yearning in my soul
Which way can I go to save this story that's being told, I hold
I want them to feel the flame, f*** their fame and their gold
It's the end of the reign, it's a new day never to be the same
It's the end of the game, they're not playing and not paying
Less it comes to pain, and you know what the f*** I'm saying
Barely sane in my brain but a gain is a gain... then again my-

Friends, I'm still down to the end. Still give you my last shot of Henn', wondering if this sin that we in will ever end. There's no contend, these bustuhs ain't shit without-
Friends, I'm still down to the end. Still give you my last shot of Henn', wondering if this sin that we in will ever end. There's no contend, these bustuhs ain't shit without-
 
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