Freestyles

[Who Wrecks?]

Spit a verse:

If hip-hop was the scratch, that must mean that I'm the itch, bitch, cuz you understand, I'm the creator of this shit, and they say sticks and stones can break ya bones, and that words can't hurt, but when I get to the mike and moan, its like you're burried under dirt, my rap game is very similar to how I flirt, cuz after a few lines I get what's under the skirt, feel me? If I'm the teacher, the bitches only wanna study anatomy, and I had to borrow, lend, and sell just to eat some days, but it was probably cuz I was spending most of the green on jayz, bluntz, and liquor, I couldn't get sicker even if I was in a leper colony, understand me, be? Chronolgically, I came first, volleys of words burst, leaving you emersed in lyrical meditation, and I'm a mix of caucasian and asian, but I still got the rhythm, leaving all my victims bloated with venom.

 

[The Agriculturist]

Alright little man, quiet down, subside,
It's obvious that your flow has some iron oxide,
a little bit dusty, musty, with some rust,
Sit back in your chair, let socrates bust.
It's a must that I adress what I profess
With no distress, to asses the situation,
And inform the associated press,
in association with disregard for information,
Beyond time, serious rhymes infect your mind,
and just then, I chime, I shine like the stars
that come out in the night,
Suns that glow come to me for lessons
on how to be bright,
I'm a constant light bulb, and I snub
emcees and dub them wannabees,
mockaries of socrates, with my philosophies
I crush your Hypotheses,
because going up with me is not a possibility,
the probability of survival is low,
but I revive the flow to let you know,
I got it now, you can go.
Matter of fact standby, stand close, listen why
Because I get so high that I can fly like a peregrine
Unleash raw rhymes, flow that's more dope than heroin,
can't diminish me, or finish me, I leave the crowd in ecstacy,
Got Verses for you nurses, curses more potent than LSD,
so sit back in the chair, i'll repeat for your slow ass,
Because I'm taking you to school,
But im dropping you back a class.

 

[Jaqen H'ghar]

Now both of you all tried hard and thats nice
but I think it's time you move aside for the white rice.
Thats right, I'm white but I can bust a rhyme in time just fine
and make your head explode
hit the road, lets go this thing is whack your a bunch of star wars nerds
so get back to your scruffy nerf herds
ya heard? Thats right I called you out without a doubt
cause I've got some skills and thrills and I can spit a mic
better than wing that ****in' kyke
Oh no! I went there where? I don't know
cause I'm a mad god just here to show
how much fun I can put between masq's buns
damn straight I'm sure I've made some mods irate
so I suppose I'll stop for now
psych!
You can't stop me I'm like a bad STD mother ****er
Here to stay and troll away the days and rot that gray
matter of facts and oppinions but I've got some mad hax
I'm leet thats right, no one can drop a beat quite like me
teehee.

 

[Ser Gregor]

Now I ain't never rapped a single day in my life,
but I bet you can't hold a candle to my bitter-sweet bite!
A laid Bac admin, some say I be slack, I think they're wack, only talkin some smack! 'Cuss they only see me bashin on these bible-basher fools, Niner, Hanshin, and Piper tools!
You all should hate me with a passion or love me to death,
'cuss nothing less will lead to my success,
We be the SWRP, sweet MC's, Hoorex, Sheo, and the Agricultura-leest!
Smokin' hot on the run from these fools with the guns,
wantin' us done to kingdom come!
**** no, push off, we ain't gonna go,
because we're smoldering of Win, so G-T-F-O!

(((lol this is fun)))

 

[Who Wrecks?]

I'm holy like the trinity, curse you like a kennedy, with my rhyme as the only remedy, and yo, you know my flow is better than you times infinity, what you mean to me? Nothing, zero, zilch, nada, You a bastard, like a child without a fathah, I'm a show stopper, **** with me one time, you gonna get jumped like a grasshopper.

Don't think I forgot your chemical operations, I got mad observations of the implications you've been makin', this game is mine for the taking, I'm not even going to start on this whitey ahead of me, fake emcee brings it up a degree, feel me? But I'm bringin the spot light back on you, understand socrates you're rhymes are weaker than my residue, and understand one time, you can name a time and place
Watch in an instant as ya name gets disgraced
like mace to the face, you gonna go blind
while I got mad insects attracted to how I shine
I blast 'em all away in a brilliant blue burst
sending it back on the reverse so you can kick another verse.

 

[Regret]

Interior crocodile alligator, I drive a Chevrolet movie theat-er.

I win.

 

[Jaqen H'ghar]

Interior crocodile alligator, I drive a Chevrolet movie theat-er.

I win.

To bad I'm the one who showed you it. So really, I win.

 

[Ru the Boatswain]

Ralf Nader.

 

[Sovereign]

This is boring.
Rap is ****ing lame.
Go suck on a DICK

 

[Who Wrecks?]

Rap is beautiful. It's an artform. I would think that someone as talented as you, sin, in a certain field would respect.

 

[Jaqen H'ghar]

Rap is beautiful. It's an artform. I would think that someone as talented as you, sin, in a certain field would respect.

No, rap CAN be beautiful or at least amusing. Not all rap is beautiful.

 

[Who Wrecks?]

I disagree. I'm talking rap... I'm not talking pussy ass hiphop. Hiphop is dead. Rap will always be amazing to me.

 

[jediduncan]

Alright Hoorex, let's get back to the main event...

Another verse? Well no need to coerce
My shit's perverse, give you need for a nurse
and when that don't work, give you need for a Hearse
So disperse, that's right, expand,
expand your horizon, I'm despisin' how bland
like the color of sand or the back of my hand
cause that's all I give you when you don't understand
but on the other hand, it's not fair to expect
you to recollect how I infect
that's no disrespect, just a comment direct
you're wrecked, no matter how you reflect
my combat, this chat, quicker than your gat's
rat-a-tat-tat but that's that
end of story with extra glory and extra guts for the extra gory
result, a bit too adult, a straight up insult, ya got no need to consult
just know the result, and it ain't pretty
rhymes extra witty in this little ditty
but i gave no pity
'cause you're the one who asked to be versed
and now with tables reversed, with judges conversed,
you're the one ending up spitting the worst

 

[Who Wrecks?]

dude, are you heading oveR?

 

[jediduncan]

yeah haha

 

[The Agriculturist]

Alright, alright, kids, heed the messege im stressing,
You're what's left over after I smoke up the stage,
The resin.
Can't describe how I move, appear inexplicably,
you're all childish like nintendo, and hoorex can suck my wii
all wireless, I wire this up like a bomb, with no shelter
good morning vietnam, the face melter, I'm back to devour
in humanity's finest hour, the energizer bunny comes to me
to recharge power, roll up the flowers and explore outer space,
get the back of my hand, can't stand, so get out of my face
Most of these emcees are useless, spitting lies, so truthless,
all bark and no bite because your bitch asses are toothless,
I'm ruthless, know I spit venom in every direction,
call the doctor, because im worse than a four hour erection,
change the complextion of the game,
with the intention of invention of a machine
to just show your shit is lame, no money, and no fame,
Im the father, the world spread her legs, and socrates came,
It's all in the name, conquer the world in seven days,
smoke so much haze the entire city is high, left in a daze,
my verbal ways cannot be described or understood,
but my verse is an aphrodisiac, to get us all in the mood
I'm skilled on both sides, but your rhymes lack symmetry,
Military star,
I depart with Artillery,
spit left and right but your shit stays wrong,
**** a joint, I smoke you out of a gravity bong.

 

[The Agriculturist]

This is boring.
Rap is ****ing lame.
Go suck on a DICK

You could always go make more youtube videos of you playing piano. That's never boring, or lame. But it does suck dick.

 

[Who Wrecks?]

I'm the new kid on the block, but my game is always perfected
I spit diseased rhymes, that cause ears to get infected
I'm ill, and what I spill is contagious, I hope it gives you SARS
or ends your life in an instant like the sun does the stars
Droppin bars so sweet you could call it snickers
pullin levers and triggers, at the mike, I'm clever
I'm here to sever
your head from your neck, direct threat
you best match, you just met
When I drop bombs, I conquor countries like Iraq
After this, your own crew gonna be rewinding it down on the track
Now take your seats, and quiet down for the recital
I'm the originator of the vicious cycle, stay high in the air like micheal
I'll rattle your brains, tackle you and tie you in chains
Where I went? Ask your girl, cause I already came
And what shes pregnant with ain't child, its a beat
Just add lyrical heat, a bit of command over speech
ability to teach, an' preach, and a pinch of me
Whaddya get? Mutha ****a, its killin' spree
We can even call it evolution, cuz understand my rhymes drop bodies like the final solution