--superfreestyling--

[homi29]

1000 posts later im a super junkie

supplyin coke to them super junkies

or in some cases even heron

the downtown don not unlike A-ron

i keep em hooked and they wont leave me

blow your brains out completely, your done

get the fuck outta the way son

[cheep]

1000 posts, man, im 5 times that

in my past life, but man, im past that

ill lay you on the floor with my 684

this flow is so live well make it 685

rhyme so fresh i took tribes spot on jive

just like a dream from 1995

but it still sounds fresh in 2025

in the superrapbattle, you know who keeps it live

[homi29]

yous a cheep muthafucka, self proclaimed

son, even your momma knows that you lame

you like to say you wear vintage, but you just plain old

gimmie a minute while i put your life on hold

you may have sammy contestants jockin

but my dual fuckin glocks be talkin

bap bap bap , your lifelife falls flat

aint gonna be no posts after that

[onemancult]

yo teddycub, your bank account stay in the low teens

you're the fuckin junkie spending cheese on jap jeans

while i perfect the flow and destroy your rap dreams

its sad to see a pussy reach beyond its means

you accept the cock, spit blood and stay spread

talkin about how dicks tasted, you must be wasted

the only brain that i give is in the verbs i release

like ten million little versions of me armed to the teeth

my parents never gave me shit i straight stay on my grizzy

workin, hustlin, grindin'- every hour sees me busy

i leave you dizzy, rascal, call yr fuckin condo committee

tell em "there's a crazy new yorker and he's comin to kill me!"

you done fucked with the evilest motherfucker in town

get john edwards to ask the dudes that i done put in the ground

you talkin' shit bout the bronx?

then why you tryin to rap?

how you trynna cap back at where hip hop was born at

sit back and realize that not anyday can you erase that

yo if there's one thing i've learned surviving out on these streets

is there's two people out there: fake-ass cats and then Me.

[cheep]

so you gotta bring the glocks to try to compete

my fuckin words alone leave you on the concrete

hit you like a bomb, i know you feel the heat

where your shirts turnin red, blood pooling at your feet

better turn away when you see me on the street

your shits outdated like motherfuckers saying "neat"

like a fucking amputee your shit just aint complete

its time, go ahead, shut up, take a seat.

[homi29]

A green E-peen, but you light in the loafers

i got wonder bread, plus i carry toasters

shit son you aint hard, straight from the burbs

bitches getting wet just hearing my words

Listen up close ill give you life lessons

When im done wit' you; death be a blessing

weight keep flexin, my superstyle perplexin

got ya bitch mud-wrestlin, fully loaded weapon

[homi29]

one man cult, ill put ya in ya place

step to me, you get bullets to the face

eat shit off a plate ,in fact u fucking gay

saw u with two other guys just the other day

suit in a coffin, what you wearing today?

[cheep]

so the bronx bring it real like old school answer rhymes

but im coming from the south with an update for these times

like a black lambo with those kis im coming straight up 95

and im landin in the city to take your spot and your dimes

[onemancult]

check it,

'h' is for the hole that i'm a leave in yr face

'o' is what you say when i show up at yr place

'm' is for the man you think you is but you ain't

'i' is for the man who'll send you right to yr grave

'2' is how many minutes that your murder will take

'9' is how many thousands know that this homie is fake

[cheep]

homo 29 comin with simplistic rhymes

and weak lines combined with his feeble little mind

properly ill stop ya, pop ya with the choppa

leave ya shaking in ya jeep like fuckin big poppa

do it with no mask so youll know who shot ya

[onemancult]

so the bronx bring it real like old school answer rhymes

but im coming from the south with an update for these times

like a black lambo with those kis im coming straight up 95

and im landin in the city to take your spot and your dimes

this is why i'm hot, my name is not MIMS

when i step on the block all the streetlights dim

these spots is on lock you can't front on mine

step on my block and and catch a kiss from a .9

cheep and omc hook it up like big biz

none of ya'll can ball the way that we is

drugs from the south, paper from new york

keep away from pigs like a muslim from pork

[Brooklyn Zoo]

bout to be in class but heres a quickie

serious dolos flows be not the same

people check your label “how could this fool not be lameâ€

in a verbal boxing bout I elevate to Rockys fame

and check more MCs then a decent hockey game

[cheep]

fuck your block kid, that shits too poor

what, i get a buck fifty when i kick down your door

i spent all of that buying a 40 for your whore

but when she make it dissapear, damn, i wanna see more

im out... cant wait to see who i get to kill tomorrow.

[onemancult]

fuck your block kid, that shits too poor

what, i get a buck fifty when i kick down your door

i spent all of that buying a 40 for your whore

but when she make it dissapear, damn, i wanna see more

im out... cant wait to see who i get to kill tomorrow.

fuck my block? say that here and get chopped

taken for your rocks, bullet-stripped down to socks

kick down my door and you'll be facing an armada

i keep ten bitches gatted and bucked up in Prada

bloodstains on the walls look abstract like Dada

fuck a bitch over your corpse and have her call me papa.

[onemancult]

you can't spell obliviate,

just go home and masturbate,

bust off in a bowl of cereal and call it frosted flakes

you're about as real as fapes

your balls the size of grapes

sit back, relax, unwind and watch your fuckin mind get raped

i am a real assassin

check the brain cells i'm smashin

y'all get chips for every rhyme i spit it's time to cash in

cos ya'll get paid off me

bite my style down to the t

unfortunately, teddy, you'll never be as dope as me

[Mike Sad]

need some genuine nazi bboying to go witht his thread

[BTT]

fucking with me is like fucking with death

i'll rip your 'lungs out and throw it back', so you can 'catch your breath'.

[TokenIndianKid]

yo lemme break it down real slow to you sucka motha fucks

haulin coke and dead bodies in nothing but mack trucks

lyrical kilo slangin, because i make bread with much ease

down on your beez knees and suck on this dick, i dont say please

you should get a clue, before i smack the fuck outta you

take your face, and wipe it on a big chunk of doo-doo

so then you can really be called a shithead, no bread, gettin no head

in a few minutes, you're gonna wind up fuckin dead

i mark up my prices more than motherfucking bape and supreme

so much dust, it looks like winter alaska on my triple beam

while you talking to me like you're all about tons and bricks

i flip more weight than dolamite flips tricks

so while you're sitting on superfuture, looking at denim fades

im in your bedroom, you're girl giving me head for days

[cheep]

too much shit talking, so im gonna keep it real

ive never hit a girl, tho i know how piff feels

never fucked a virgin tho id love to break the seal

never sold drugs tho ive made many deals

never seen a mil, and i probably never will

never killed nobody, i cant pay my bills

never been out of the country, tho that shit would be ill

stay away from yay, but you know ive had my fill

still, i wanna bring this shit from the bottom of my heart

my children are my life, even when we are apart

still love thier mothers, consider them my fam

even if they hate me id kill for them, damn

[cheep]

well... i killed everyone but OMC... thought it switch it up a bit.

[TokenIndianKid]

reincarnated as the angel of motherfucking kush

last nite, had this bitch on her back begging me to push

push, push more weight than motherfucking rick ross

thats why these janky ass niggaz out here call me the boss

but seriously teddy, what the fucking you talkin

you should probably listen to cheep, keep walking

cuz these bombs are dropping harder than summer time in iraq

while im speeding down the freeway in my bent, with a fresh pack

of that stank OG kush, try to blow this to your dome

10 minutes later, you'll be so high, you cant even find your home

mabye its because i burned it to the ground, or you're just too high

but believe me, if you smoke an ounce, you'll probably die

i got more fiends on my block than a line up on melrose

while the crackheads see me dippin through the hood on cherry 6-fo's

got my squad in the back, mack, kays and glocks all cocked

give me the wrong look, i'll borrow one and you're focked

[TokenIndianKid]

its all love, hope no one takes this shit personal

as lame and cliche as my freestyling might be

im having mad fun with this thread

[cheep]

yeah... im too hungover and tired to fuck with it now, but i am having fun too. fuck... ill do on in a bit.

[alterion]

epic thread

[will_i_am]

cheep pulled an 8 mile.

[cheep]

cheap motherfucker, rhymes like no other

you think thats your kid?your girls my babys mother

i forgot to bring the rubber when she wanted to be lovers

you thought we were friends, i played it like an undercover

when im under the covers she asks me for another

and she dont even get a cab like fuckin danny glover

all she got was dick, never told her that i loved her

pass her off to omc cause that kid is like a brother

and im tellin ya, the girls fucking love me

make that pussy feel so good theyre giving up the money

big tits, big ass, little waist, lips like honey

puddle in the panties, the outlook is sunny

[onemancult]

cheep got his nut then passed me the sloppy

the chick called him daddy,

i made her call me papi

we got our pill on and i got my feel on

real long dong tear it up like i was king kong

bloody up my sheets every time that i beat

and i never feel the heat when i take it to the streets

still pilled

freeze grilled

too real

what the deal?

step out and make any dude feel so ice chilled

i will

take it to your face and make it hurt

stick you kill you lay you out and take everything you're worth

mu'fucka.

[mizanation]

the name's mizanation

and now i'm in this shit

cheep, youz my boy but ima kill this shit

been watching from the sidelines

and i'm not impressed

y'all think you gots skills

but it's time for the best

grab your vest

your gonna need it

my flows got a warning

ya didn't heed it

now you bleedin

tryin to run

but i popped you while you fleein, sun

dunn, you can't handle the heat

how you talking bout buckin

if you shooked in the streets?

it's nonsense, gonna put a stop to this

think you can fuck with this

you gonna get popped for this

i promise this.

y'all talking out your ass and i smell it

please, you've never cooked rock

let alone sell it

the only weight your holdin

is the o's of your jeans

the only bitches you fuckin

is the ones on your screen

the only cakes you pitchin

are ones with cream fillin'

the only burners you packin

is the shit in your kitchin

so, if you from the OC

tryin to talk that shit, b

go back to malibu

cuz you worse than jamie kennedy

shit ain't a game no more, playa

welcome to the final round

if you ain't real

you ain't gonna be around

[cheep]

if you think cult popi is fuckin ill in the streets

ill shoot you in the leg and shit on your face like screech

leave your chest red like falling asleep at the beach

got you cats so shook that its fucking up your speach

like "hw.. pweezz don do it ch ch cheep"

pleading like a bitch, dump you in a rubbish heap

miz i know youre trying, but you came kinda weak

youre just some nerdy jap kid with a lame tecnique

[Brooklyn Zoo]

cheep, your style's played and you talk

i'ma fade ya out like horizontal lines on ya crotch

i'm the most hated like giullianni and koch

but the rap is so ill i make the microphone cough

and as for me cheep, ill never be beaten yo

im constantly movin like traffic

n you a third rate benecio

that's right, third kid

have you heard this?

i'ma pummel your ass

and send your damn monkey to the circus

ima strike that like wonka and reword this

my style's low key, ill make any superjunkie nervous

See, you delicate like an egg n im ready to crack it

you more used on this board than a flathead houndstooth jacket

you never done like elastic, hats for supreme

i got bills stacked as high as the cuff of my jeans

im ready for whats before, after and whats in between

i mean cheep, while you hellbent on fortune n fame

i got the hypnotic style, n just aint the same

the kind thatll make you edit your signature just to mention my name

so ima sit back, relax and monopolize like a board game