Freestyle Session

I smoke rappers like I smoke blunts
a few puffs and you out,
call me the big-bad-wolf,
im afta yo house -
when i come - there aint no fuckin around
running yo safe like i run the tread
my flow so hot it ignites this thread
im all about the cash im all about the bread
stand in my way youll be 6feet dead

Blind and I can't look back on the past,

Took time to perfect just practicing bars,

In the bath, in the back of the car in at night,

when the rest of you napped in your yard.

Banging out emotions trapped in the heart

Pen, Pad sat in the park with a will to be heard.

I aint got no rhyme cause i don't spend no time
speaking my mind without without tequilla and lime
and my words make no cents
like a coke machine that won't dispense
soda pop, so i beat the mop
and I can't stop until the beat ah... drops
just being silly cause my rhymes are far from killing
but I can play the guitar and its taken me pretty far
so what if I can't rap
usually round christmas is when I snap
so I celebrate halloween and smoke mad green!

PIECE

1 to the 2 to the 3 ver d is hear to rock the party uh yes yes yall to the beat yall im high on sess yall and it dont stop goes on and on and on hahah

I kill a pen, spill ink on the page
Im runnin ova ya "lines", a bad case of road rage.
I live barz, Like oxygen locked my lungs in a cage,
In the "pen", I-c-illin', you aint ill around me.
your lines are weak, a positive HIV.

From mi wake up mi start smoke (aha) di weed smoke inna my throat (ah ah) Nuh bwoy cant seh mi tek coke, mek mi start it deh way yah.(ah woe) From mi wake up. a ganja mi spliff longa grabba mek it stronga (mhm) red rose tun up mi anger mi spleff deya already nuh deh ah amber..(OH) mi build up pon bighead bighead spliff bigga than the pillow inna mi bead mi bead. COKE head and crack head yuh mussy lick head lick head. Skull hat mi afi tek off mi fitted fitted

Jjheeeeeeze Vybz kartel goes in!

we got 600's in the hood
thats high pressure glow....1
we got trays & buckets
on a ebb n flow...2
lil homie
spend a couple pounds
& reap what you sew.....3
get that shyt
shipped cross the pond
right to your hoe.....4
now, what you know
about break'n down dro seeds....5
12/12 cycles
feed shedules
& proceeds....6
let it bunk
turn it up
& roll mo weed....7
you put your foot
on my door
& you goin bleed....8
close quarter combat
shotgun beads.....9
what i miss
i let the pitbull
force feed....10
12 week missions
blagk op lifestyle....11
ankle brace hustle
cause you know
its hella hot now....12
felony cultivation
that shyt is tough to beat....13
cause if aint the odor
its the word
on the street.....14
so if you aint in the street
then tell me
whats the word?....15
harvest every six weeks
& put the product
on your curve....16
©

Yo look is like i am been on this paper chase, when niggers turn enemies for the sake of pipes, look man im just tryna get this paper straight I hear this niggers wanna bring it delivery take away, man I couldn't care less bout what a hater says, this from niggers from the struggle tryna make a way, man my nigger got locked tryna make his cake, feds clock, put him in a box, like david blaine.

Moneys always been the motivation, i can't change the aim, flyer than a G6, these other rappers, paper planes. You aint a trapstar you move an 8th a day, i was on my grizzy, i've been grinding like since 8 today. I need a deal to be touring, coz with the tunes i make im scoring, i'm like Kobe when the lakers play. Look, i'ma load the machine gun i was made to spray, i've been puttin dat work, i'm the latest faze.

UK stand the fuck up!

I aint perfect, im lookin in the mirror at myself lyk koke it aint workin, am still hurtin, see the pain in ma eyes no lie, the fires still burnin, the worlds still turnin, its still fuked up, still beef still gotta keep a gun tucked, i feel cursed still nuin buh bad luck, they want me inna box carried by a black truck, so i carry cuzzy i aint tryna act tough, i aint proud for talkin but dese strap stuff, am tryna get away troubles tryna catch up, everywere i go clowns wana hear the strap bust.

Mary Mary, quite contrary
You say crime I say it's arbitrary
It isn't poison, it's far from scary
aint no harm in farmin berries
I can't figure out what's more amazin
that we use carbon emissions for deforestation
or create weapons of mass destruction
it's only function is to end life, including us then
they tax us, the money's used to arrest and harass us
go to other countries unprovoked, they attack us
what a buncha hypocritcal bastards
that don't represent our democracy and need to get their ass kicked
but shit wont change, i'm not so jaded to think
that the slaves who get paid won't betray their own peeps
I'm just high and I'm chillin with minimal cash flow
and like Stan in this week's southpark, I'm one cynical asshole

It's 12 O,Clock and I'm wrong
I have a bracelet around my dong. (Just kidding)
What

People listen..to what I'm saying when I'm pissin on your watch that glistens.
You fuckin wit christians
An ignorant bastard that's plastered off ambition and partys away his tuition
Stop sittin around bitchen, an do work in the kitchen.
Tryin to rise above lifes conviction
Battlein time every day
I'm outta my mind, what can I say when I'm after that pay
Tryin to pave my way

im a cynical kid thats on that criminal tip
im on that syllable spit to twist the way you think subliminal shit
my shit could my the government publically pay terrorists
allow hispanics into the country, and then legalize gay marriages
make heads spin like rims on Lex bubbles and rangerovers
so dope I cook crack rocks on shovels with flamethrowers
battle me? better off pleadin and the reason is this
when my teams unleashed opposing emcee's cease to exist
im a demon that spits, with a verse so hot it's flammable
so my saliva's only seen as a stream of steam from my mandible


yeaaah son

Fuck all ya sybliminl shit, yu just a criminal that's lit
Damn son get legit, don't have a hissy fit
I'll escalate the situation, and decapatate ya head
2 minuets and I'm waiting for u to b dead
I have screws loose, and the grounds blood red
I'll hang ya bodie in a nuce, now i gta worry about a fed
Dang I jus dumped Bacardi , all over ya head
Take a lighter, and iginte it, my shits tighter don't fight it

Beakers

Your pokemon. get some sneakers
Rappers boiling the beakers
Bitch I got some speakers.
I ran out of herbs. Someones going to die
Like acid it splashes in your eye
your caught in the speakers
Im wearing out your sneakers