Free Drops..

Write what you want, as long as you want.. just do your thing
showcase it

Fuck it since nobodies bothering i'll drop suttin.. feedback appreciated

This subliminal message posted through raps and insane writs
Are hard to understand like two dicks in the same bitch
Weak rappers like working without a schedual.. ya make-shift
I'll state this.. you fakes frontin' like fake tits
Go ahead, tell the authorities, tell them i'm scribbling hate
I'll flip like a prisoner caged faced with a seven year stint on his plate
Straight, stop debating im sacred, leave 'em with a split in they brain
Fight back.. or end up with your limbs on the pave
I spray raw, fake whores get erased when they hear the chain saw
My skulls a prison, holding down my caged thoughts
and if you say you're great then mate your the lame sort
cos' i'm freestyling, your tracks are pre-writ and they AINT YOURS
Fuckin theives, this is a key, you'll probably steal all of the puns
That's cool, i'll leave you in a pool full of blood

Aint commercial like B2K, beef with me and you'll meet the grave
I got money bags.. your fucked on your last round like GTA

fuck it

i like i like

Yes bundy this flowed nicely and your punchlines were on key,
favorite lines were

I spray raw, fake whores get erased when they hear the chain saw
My skulls a prison, holding down my caged thoughts

tbh honest it's hard to see an artist continuosly drop dope and come up with anything constructive to say 

This subliminal message posted through raps and insane writs
The same first bar but apart from that it aint the same shit
So my main aim in the entire 'rap game' is to remain sick
Im dirty with the casket door wide open ready to grave dig
and take what i like, snatch a kidney before its 2 late
I hate garage.! but dont take affence coz i need a new gate
for the garden gambit got them laughing and so forth
i chuckle at this verse to myself because we'r both poor
i mean broke u can watch the bricks on your house crack
ima computer geek my flat is just one big mouse mat


off the top like cradle-cap. keep em coming.

'affence' line was too eminem for me.. but:

This subliminal message posted through raps and insane writs
The same first bar but apart from that it aint the same shit
So my main aim in the entire 'rap game' is to remain sick
Im dirty with the casket door wide open ready to grave dig

flows sick

I used to be overseen, couldn't manage to handle the session
Till botb showed me how to brandish this weapon
Now I poke the seams that unravel their black hearts
And promote the dream that you only see in the rap charts
Now I'm that class, your keys were worse and were written
I'm not faking when I drop the verse the birds are smitten
And you must be jamacain coz all you do is jerk the chicken
I'm imurged in women, while you couldn't coherce a pidgeon
My metaphors are sickning, I'm toasting rappers for thier bread
Busting mouths for thier crowns My nouns Other go their heads
I'll overthrow the rest, show the haters unversable lyrics
Slice em open then I'm ghosting, call it sergical spirit

These blud clots get mugged lots when I get my swag on
Coz I cleaned up my flow without the use of a tampon

Any feed?

Surgical spirit line was nice worplay
A lot of others were kinda played, but everyones rusty so fuck it
I liked the piece, had a deep emotion type thing, respect.
Keep droppin.

I drop keys, like clumsy locksmiths you cant stop this
Try.. get kicked out like 90% of people in a hospice
................

Manage to fight, i'll grab for the knife and slash at your sides
Fed up with visions of material things.. like A manequins eyes
When tragedy strikes i run for unphathomable heights
Wanting to cut the windsor knot in my family ties
My characters another captor from my arrogant mind
Banished like some cannibal tribe famished since time..
began, shouting to the heavens but my clavicals sliced
Asking through insanity "WHY?" the questions trapped in a vice
Actually i'm actively acting on my marrital hype
These bitches.. winding me up like mechanical mice

lets take it back to tha old skool.. like we members of tha mob..
how i came up from lil EL-Cappo.. to tha don EL-Da-God..
we used to murder lame mcee's.. back then we call them wack jobs..
i used to use ma mouth as a snub shooter.. an ma brain as a tha ammo pot

but fuck tha topical im bringing sexy back like porn flicks..
i raid cribs....... and im not talking about a home bitch..
drop it faster.. put your ass in plaster.. master..
too look through tha back of your head or ima catch ya..
EL puts in work so ima grafter..
ill give a dude splitsides and say he died from laughter..
so fuck that.. ill bob ad weave sum herby magic..
from tha plant stash i hides im ma sister garage
after reading this you'll be like he rhymes garbage..
but we all know your known for breaking concills recycle targets..
ma frees drop diffrent.. jus call it practise i guess..
im so cold.. ma flu would literally leave you coffin in death..


there we are hahaha freestyle (practise) first 4 was topical but then got bored lol peace

Welcome to the pearly gates
enlightenment within awaits
But first for one formality
To weigh up good and bad you see
Dates Times actions all recorded
For bad deeds punished for good rewarded
Don't forget your every thought
they'll b judged before this court
I'm sorry but too much good seems to lack
Its a do over please send him back
The idea of reincarnation seems about right
Endless cycle because we stray from the light

Some folk believe i'm great, others think i'm dumb though
Just cos' i toke the blunt smoke from my guns nose
I'm the BIGGEST WITH TEXT so i think.. fuck bold
To kill you i'm pulling all the right strings.. then let go of the tug boat
Fuck jokes, i'm perfectly negative, i see things in black and white
Using my savage lines to wrap my mind and use it as a sacrifice
I'M A SICK FUCK!! i made myself lose my appetite
.. after i ate your maggot rithed bandaged thighs
Of course i won't attack you i'm not a bad brood
Unless theres no camera's in this back room..
A lapse view of life, suck your intestines with a vacuum
Use your cracked limbs as bed frames in my black tomb

RAP TRUEEEE

There they sit, lives wasted fallin into the dead of the night
hanging by the thread of their life they meddle an fight,
spent life, for threatening crimes,

bleh!

If i hit the lottery i can afford a bigger box
Still a bull but more of a tarus in a cornershop
Dont no whos more Horny me or the capricorn
you said you fucked my mum i wonderd why she looked so happy for.
Slice across windpipes and use neck ties to cover throats
discover flows while i stick a pencil threw your rubber boat
you mother no's how to cook a mean steak
gambit - fuck all black i prefeer my jeans grey