TheMadWriter

Yeaaah...

Recognize who's the winner i'ma merk you/
Fuck virtue, and fuck HHB's inner circle/
Don't make me work you, of the evil I will purge you/
But it's hard to exorcise these fat asses when they emerge dude/
One two, bar for bar rappin writin books/
Good looks, these niggas are only jabs to a hook/
Straight shook, they ain't perps their some muthafuckin creeps/
This is their fate without the leap, what they sow is what they reap/
So shook they're in disbelief, so shook they're CASKETS are mob deep/
Ya'll are rooks to a king, too many pawns to hit me/
I got a down ass queen, with a rook in between/
Of a knight that likes to fight, who could fuck up your whole TEAM/
Listen, I see you startled that's why i'm hittin the throttle/
And fuck the police this is a message without a bottle/
My sense is aesthetic your reputation's pathetic/
How are you players in the game but you don't have two credits?/
Nah, I see ya'll niggas got souls to sell/
There's weight on your shoulders you fags are dumb as bells/
Don't run well, in fact you're bound to fall/
No sound at all, just laid up like basketball.../
Let me slow it down, ya'll so crusty ya'll are clowns/

Slaughterhouse is a slaughteredhouse all your shit stays watered down...

Poor niggas I ain't feelin inhuman like reptilians/
Estranged, so poor if they bled they'd have no vermillion/
Have you ever wondered why they stay together like blinds mangled?/
They're some faggot MCs stuck in a fuckin love triangle/
They've all got young money plus they'll all die lame/
PB's mastered the mind he likes to give dry brains/
I'm being for real here I see ya'll are sealed there/
Dxavier needs to sit back in his fuckin wheelchair/
And Komplex, homie realize this ain't shit to die on/
You're Nas' bitch, you're roadkill on the road to Zion/
Right on! I'm like 50 cent I line dudes/
That nigga Virus is a pig, I call him the swine flu/
Anybody can get it i'm talkin to you too Blizzy/
You ain't in Slaughterhosue cuz you're SHOOK and still dizzy/
Ya'll are watered down, i'm still fizzing/
Dead asses how in the fuck are you faggots still living?/
None of ya'll are defendable mendable all minimal/
Ya'll stink so bad i'll have you smellin yourself just like Criminal (thoughtz..)/
You nerds are heavy like hippopotamus, I kill you with the modded shit/
Badder than fuckin Thriller i'll kill you cuz i'm the hottest son...look/

Ya'll are sadder it's the matter man i'll prove I am beyond all these crooks
You'll be madder than I was when Anonymous had left me out of his book/

The memoirs of a lyricist sincere as shit i'm geared for this/
Ya'll fearin it i'm tyrannic i'm enjoyin endearin it/
Watchin your demise that I devised amidst my rise/
Watch you die with a sigh not a tear I never cry/
It's dervived from the hype and ya'lls tendency to gripe/
So i'm comin with a vengeance and a mission to end your life/
Tell me if i'm wrong, I don't give a fuck if I am right/
Embrace the light, cuz i'ma kill you and it won't be a goodnight...

PBMaSteRMiNdiN

"Go Play somewhere, I'm Busy"

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"I'm having Murderous dreams cus I smoke like a Metric Ton,
I Raise my L's in the Air like the Devil's Son."

R.I.P. Big L & Vito

Fre3dom

*doesnt see his name, therefore this freestyle isnt relevant*

/thread

Blizzy

What the fuck is a mad writer? this fag's a cab-driver,
The tip of his pen be missin the flames like bad lighters.....

HAVE A NICE DAY

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CriminalThoughtz

......yeahhhh....
..let me just say Dis...

im a figther with skillz..u r skill needs a figther/
compare to me….man I ll melt you!!!!!! with a ligther/
just cus your mad bitch you think u a writer????
Yu r “funny people” man.. I m call you Adam Sandler..........

U r a lying machine hey let me buy you a binder

.....u were sayin'....