discursiveness(freestyle)
Posted: Tue Oct 21, 2008 6:11 am
just cyphered n battled n now im bored again so ima just key some random jibberish for ur entertainment
this freestyle is when my keys~tile(keystyle)-the-board, sharp enough to style-a-sword, or maybe a dagger to file-my-verse, cut off a pile-of-verbs that run along sentences for miles-on-earth, been lyrical since a child-at-birth, i "touch tones" the way i dial-my-words, new technology fills the isles-with-nerds, math-geeks-prouder-than-jocks that grabs-each-trouser-n-cock, gay mother fuckers need to realize rap-speaks-louder-than-rock, reguardless of the soundwave the message-is-clear, its a desolate-year for u hesitant-queers, rest-with-a-beer to drown the sorrows which that have been blessed-with-a-tear, the question-is-here, how do u go live after a lesson-of-fear? afraid to conquer-again cuz the venom might come onto-ya-skin, no honor-in-sin, gamblin by forcin bets so u can sponsor-a-win, a goner-within like watchin a concert-with-jin, like there's no gin without the tonic, so spin until ya vomit, n then get back-on-the-rhymescheme, got devices trackin-to-find-me when its clearly seen i took the mic n was draggin-it-blindly, now im crackin-my-spine-free to drop this board n return to packin-combined-keys with bark off african-pine-trees, n shit knows if that even-exists, im just talkin out my ass..speakin-of-which will suffocate u more than if u were breathin-ya-piss, fumes radiate n release-in-a-mist, got u confused about wat season-this-is, so u take this puzzled freestyle n start piecin-the-bits, got soggy edges that ur squeezin-to-fit, frustrated when there's no reason-to-shit, so u ask to be shot but the caps may-cross-ya-shoulders, cuz i'm like Adolf-to-soldiers, makin u suffer before this chaos-is-over
this freestyle is when my keys~tile(keystyle)-the-board, sharp enough to style-a-sword, or maybe a dagger to file-my-verse, cut off a pile-of-verbs that run along sentences for miles-on-earth, been lyrical since a child-at-birth, i "touch tones" the way i dial-my-words, new technology fills the isles-with-nerds, math-geeks-prouder-than-jocks that grabs-each-trouser-n-cock, gay mother fuckers need to realize rap-speaks-louder-than-rock, reguardless of the soundwave the message-is-clear, its a desolate-year for u hesitant-queers, rest-with-a-beer to drown the sorrows which that have been blessed-with-a-tear, the question-is-here, how do u go live after a lesson-of-fear? afraid to conquer-again cuz the venom might come onto-ya-skin, no honor-in-sin, gamblin by forcin bets so u can sponsor-a-win, a goner-within like watchin a concert-with-jin, like there's no gin without the tonic, so spin until ya vomit, n then get back-on-the-rhymescheme, got devices trackin-to-find-me when its clearly seen i took the mic n was draggin-it-blindly, now im crackin-my-spine-free to drop this board n return to packin-combined-keys with bark off african-pine-trees, n shit knows if that even-exists, im just talkin out my ass..speakin-of-which will suffocate u more than if u were breathin-ya-piss, fumes radiate n release-in-a-mist, got u confused about wat season-this-is, so u take this puzzled freestyle n start piecin-the-bits, got soggy edges that ur squeezin-to-fit, frustrated when there's no reason-to-shit, so u ask to be shot but the caps may-cross-ya-shoulders, cuz i'm like Adolf-to-soldiers, makin u suffer before this chaos-is-over