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04-11-2024, 05:26 AM
Freeflow HOF 2003

* One of the best ever to brace the net, the self proclaimed king of multi's. ever since his l. snipa dayz this guy has improved more than nebody he is ready to put all the other heads in his shadow and prove he is the future and best ever to step foot at holla front *


.... ShowStoppa .....


my 'raps'll bleed' blasphemy, lyrics attacking G's with 'acts of greed' till you gotta 'rap ya knees' in 'glass filled sheets', because these words 'stop you from comin ill' like tha fukin 'claps disease'|
rip 'tracks with ease', my 'minds paper', kids get 'no rights' like standing 'behind quakers', the 'line maker', my 'rhymes basically' the reason we got these 'pussies shakin' like fuckin "vibrators"|
relapse on these whores, these faggots 'raps are a bore',..really make you "feel lyrics", when im 'glad rappin ya pores', our punches are like "requestin mandy" u just 'askin for moore!!'.|
we as thug as the come pest i need a 'vest to speak clearly', its like ya'll faggots can't stop "sneezing" the way you 'blessed to be near me'!|
'prancing on these lames'..only way you hip hop is when you 'landin on some flames', show'll 'really make ya 'heart clog" like shoving 'dance shoes in ya veins!!' |
i burn niggaz with words like an 'oral cremation', ya fortitudes basic kid!!,..cause stoppa's the 'best with out "question" like 'rhetorical statements!!'|
Di 'next to get bruised', rippin ya 'text up in two's', we aint really mad, we 'expect you to lose',..but sayin 'yall ill's like 'tug a war wit fact books' we just 'stretchin the truth!!'|
slayin wacks, with a 'jaded ax' that i use to bruise crews and 'say hey to fags!', your not supported, 'blame your back' cause ya'll could 'fuck my scars' and couldn't "lay a scratch"!|








* Next Up We Have ...Genuinely... some say he is the best on holla front right now ever since rhetoric as entered his has made a mark that cant be matched by many he's here to disply y he is just the best*


...Genuinely...

This pro's-disclosed-just-suppose your-clover's-broke (you're outta luck)...
This whores-a-joke so watch me distort-and-conform-his-throat, Forlorn-this-hoax-is-poor-says-folks...
(GS like Spanish Drugs) Cuz i'm always (Over-Dos)[number one kid]!!!

With Distant-noise, Rhet's-pissed-get-the-jist...?-annoyed! Bitches...
Lissen-boys, spill-and-hit like-crips-deployed... Gypsum-toys-swing-fists beatin kats lists-of-joys,
...............(Rhet turn heads faster) than (Flippin' Coins)!!!................

Appauled-at-the-spots, impallas-and-rocks fuck-hollaz-and-rocks, we elevating-like-adudobon-shots...
Molotov-gots the ability to maul-the-distraught, shit like (Phoning Assassins) how we're ( Callin-the-shots)!!!

Kids talking bout givin-acts-of-nothin the-axis, precision-axes-spittin-facts-and-cussin...
The passions-rushin, wack-raps-crabs-demandin-something,
I got (Heads goin no where) Like the Fuckin(Caps-Lock-Button)!!!!

just the intro

Finishing It...

Butt-off... the boss-makes-pausin lost-in-though, i often-toss-these-wannabes...
Cross-me-get stomped-in-frees you get-pumped-instead... (Rhet fuckin "Hold the Thrown[throne]) like (Cut-off-men)!...

The consul, disown-the-prone, these kats-is-lonely and the-phoneys-cant-hold-me, i'm owning-these-kids...
Controlling-what-gives, GS leaves ya
....................(Holdin yuh chest) Like (Napoleon-Did)......................

Rhet and prem the-honest-crooks, ebonics-thugs,-sonic waves leave yall crossed-and-took...
Empires-fall to-bars-and-hooks, We leave (DI exploded) Now that (Tonik's-shooK)!!!...

Rhymes fat-like-lipids, simple, distant-ripples-cause-interest...impulse...
Intervals-foolish-shit got me-drivin-sinful, Va (wishes they were black heads) Like (Timid-pimples) ...Holy shit...






* Languistic! is next up. some say he has the best punches ever on the net. his style is touched by none, though not outspoken when he speaks u listen, he is here to show u just y he is the illest on the net.


Languistic

Making the delerious-choke..dangerous words packed in my voice box so run when I'm clearin-my-throat,
Ur games appearin-to-fold after I 'SLICE UR NECK WITH SUICIDE LETTERS' to 'KILL U ON A SERIOUS-NOTE'//
My verses each one of those-doomed-to-kill..it's obvious I'm 'REIGNIN' the way my 'FLOW-RUINS-GRILLS',
Don't appose-fluent-skills cuz like 'FULL BANKS' I'll obliterate ur abdomen leaving 'NO-ROOM-FOR-MILLS'//(Meals)
In a rush-to-target-ya..cats need 'SPECIAL SCHOOLING'..I can't stand to read a 'CHUMPS-RETARDED-VERSE',
Have ur guts-departing-ya after my punches leave u 'HAMMERED ON THE FLOOR' like a 'CLUMSY-CARPENTER'//
Rising with this elevation-fitness..my illness explodes as soon as I'm done detonating-sickness,
Quick to kill hesitatin-bitches leavin their abandoned corpse 'ALL CUT UP' like 'DEDICATED-GYMNASTS'//
Viciously attackin-quick..fuck all of these pussies talkin..like 'VIOLENT PORNOS' I'm 'BASHING-LIPS',
Rhyming so hazardous..destroying lower torsos and like 'OLD FASHION TRENDS' have cats 'LACK-THE-HIP'//
Easily shred-a-wack-verse..when I arrive on the scene like 'FELINE ABUSE' u can 'BET-THESE-CATS-BURN',
Now ur chest-is-fractured thats why like 'CRAMMIN FOR CHIROPRACTOR EXAMS' I got y'all 'HEAD-IN-BACK-WORDS'//
Lighting strikes when I brain-storm..steadily damage opponents till they can no longer sustain-more,
Who elses word play-scorns?..it's obvious like an 'UGLY JUMPSHOT' Langs quick to make u 'CHANGE-FORMS//(Forums)
Always with plans-to-wreck-ur-hopes..brutally destroy foes..have em 'SEEIN STARS' like 'SCANNING-TELESCOPES',
These fags-at-best-are-jokes..I look at these new cats and 'I DON'T SEAL'(See ill) like 'DAMAGED-ENVELOPES'//






--- Half Way Done Through Illness Take Your Time And Catch Ya Breathe ---






Next up we have Dynasty. one of the only guyz to hold just about every belt here dynasty is def one of the best ever if not the best ever on the net. his style is not seen by others his creativity not matched. sit back and witness one the greatest ever



Dynasty


..Facin’ Dyn Be Similar To |Handstands In Swamps|--I |Bury Your Ego|., Dyn Holds-Your-Vocal-Chords To Both-Yur-Earholes And Uses |Your-Own-Words Against You| Like A Fuckin’ |Echo|..
.. I’ll Be Clear-cut Wit Ya Man, Call It |Midlife-Crisis|, Cuz Dyn Proven To |End Lives In Half|.. My Knives Attract Ya Adam’s Neck..Put DI’s |Airsacs Into A Chest|, |Save Yur Last Breaths|..
.. Dyn Chooses The |Top Bunk Bed|, Cuz I |Stay Above The Rest|..Its Dyn And X Again.. Check Our Names, We |DIN AND SUP|, While You’re Just Condiments.. (think about it)
..My Rage Is Next To Fill Ya Mind’s Space.. These Rhymes Bury Ya Dieing-Grave..Quit Lieing,-Ay.. Cuz Dyna Smacked The |Proof To Yur Face| Without Yu |Applying Aftershave|..
..Leave Haters Wit Kung-Fu Type Tactics Breakin’ Tissues So its My Fist Yu Stare..Hits Left FAI |Checkin Their Faces Every Minute| Quicker Than A |Teenager’s First Facial Hair|.. (lol)
..Yu Shameful, Folks I’m Satan/Slash/Devil Severin’ Your Hopes..Dyn The Type To Spit |Mouthwash Over Ya Corpse| And |View Your Life Under Scope|..
..Like |Narcoleptics On Surfboards|, Your Skills |Ain’t Up-To-My-Flow|.. |Cuff-Yur-Assholes To Ya Knuckles|, Cuz All Other |Punches Are A Waste Of Show|..
..Ayo, I’m D-Y-N-A-S-T-Y.. Each Letter A Testament, Dyn’s Clips Leave Pussies |Holding They Chest| Like |Painful Breast-Feeds|.. Especially, When I Exposed |Heads Cold| Like The Winter When |Hairlines Recede|..
..Cats Bleed When They Listen.. I’m Quick To |Serve Heads 3 Times A Day| Like A Fucking |Prescription|.. As For DC?, We Got |Money Written All Over Each One Of Our Faces| Like A |Reward Poster For Missing Children| (Ahhhhhhhh)








coming to the plate next is Po Tense the legend. adding legend to the end of his name is straight fitting. a rapflava king, he has dominated all his career never settling for 2nd. after coming up in the shadows of slowhands he quickly proved he was better. Here to show u just y he is the G.o.a.t, of this shit


Po Tense

…*Lyrics Off The Charts* like ‘Bad Singles’! u know Po Verbally Pouncing Venom!!
Every Punch *Silence ya Speech*! Leave ya ‘Holding ya Breath’ like |Drowning Victims|!!
…Fist *Poppin Heads* like ‘Cum Guzzlers’! u Askin Perjury..when I Clap Gats-for-Fury!!
It’s a Fact Tracks Get Dirty! When Po *Slap Rappers* and leave their ‘Face Distorted’ like |Plastic Surgery|!!
…Some Fags been Hatin! so they ‘Test-the-Kid’ like mah ‘Teachers Doin’! Speak-to-Fluent! When I Dismiss-u-Thugs!!
Yall some Timid Scrubs! Think u betta than Po I’ll *Bloody-U-Fags*! Like |Homos at British Clubs|!!
…Flames’ll Thrust..what u Speakin is Rubbish..ur left Bleeding and Punished..when Po* Heating the Subject!!
*Lyrics So Nasty* u ‘Grieving To Stomach*! So I’ll ‘Send Shot to ya Mug’! leave u *Holding ya Face* like |Sneezing In Public|!!
…There’s a Reason I’m Comin..cuz when I Clutch the Mic! I Severed the Best! and yall know I Did-it-Yo!
So Violent I Can Bend-ya-Soul! Why’ll Po! got more Bitches ‘Grabbin-his-Dick’! than a Fuccin |Sport Physical|!!
…Eager to Clap-them-Strays! Lookin at *Showstoppas Barz* is like watchin a |Handfull of Gays|!!
Cuz After I see him Drop a Verse I Scream *No Show* like a fuccin |Cancelled Play|!!(OMFG)
…Rack-ya-Brains!! I’ve been ‘Better than Peeps’! like I *Conquered Blinking*! For beef I keep Oozies and Glocks!!
Move Me? Not!! When I Speak *Absolutes Ill* there (No Point Intended) like |Scary Movies Plot|!!(HOF)
…Mah Aims to Kill! Got Lyrical Bullets and I Blaze the Steel! When I clap barettas and Flames are Peeled!!
Supremace watch how these Gays Sit Still! Cuz I got Emcees *Shook to Spit* like |Ball Players-on-Japanese Fields|!!*

ExplanationZ:
*It’s Disrespectful to Spit on Japanese Baseball Fields






Last but not least Supremace. also among the text gods on the net every since X~Cellent prem has beaten just about everybody u can think of on the net . the self proclaimed michael jordan of text is here to show u why they say he is the illest that they've ever seen.


Supremace

.. My heart made of stone' so my beat's expentency's less..so no care when the gun tears through ya chest..
ya legacy's lessed.. cause when i shoot, I leave more teens (searchin for life) than pregancy tests// (whoa)
..Prem-at-his-best, like weak bladders i blast and shake, and Leave (Kids Holding they parts) like bathroom breaks..| ya ass-is-raped, as soon as i 'cock' and spill... cause the steal, a leave heads (checkin they health) more than doctor bills//
..Feel, the impact of my words as i leave the harm locked..cause Prem (opens more heads eyez) than fuckin alarm clocks..| 'yarn blocks', and get ya 'city rolled' when deaths above ya fate..'
Cut ya (chest) and ya blood-a-shake,.. cause the (knife a hit ya heart) and really leave a thin line between love and hate//(omg)
..Like bathroom lids prem made to top shit .., 'mouth brutal' my breath vocal hot hits..cause i'll spit a punch and leave ya (telling ya friends) later like local gossip..| ya flow at hostage, ya talk barely answers.. talking shit and the clip a leave ya (stomach flying up) quicker than belly dancer//[/b][/u]
...Without math prem a slope da guy...reverse mouthwash and put the scope to eye, and fuck +promises+ , the gadge a (cross ya heart) and make ya hope to die..|
ya quotes is dry, and this geek's sweet...
Prem's lines a leave ya (hiding ya words) like fucking cheat sheets// insane!
..My lines stay intact like the bricks on a pyramid..i switch armor and leave a stich on ya ear lid ..cause the glock a have ya (coughin "coffin" up blood) like a ' vampire on its period // whoa!
..Fear it kid, my punches a make ya 'grab ya face' and 'clinch the imagery'.. cause I'm pushin first all time while yall (bitches is *Shogun*) ; a distant memory// motherfucca~!


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