some futuristic sick shit

You rap stars might act hard but this ain't the type of shit you used to, 
this the future, spliff abusers equipped with tools a big bazooka, pistol rugers, 
clips'll shoot ya eye out like slick the ruler's 
listen junior, quit the rumors fore mister kruger gives it to ya,  
I split medulas, your hearts'll lack beats like shit producers,
won't take off no weight loss but you're the biggest loser, 
it's the truth bruh, imma wipe ya names off with an ink remover,  
fit to tutor so follow me like twitter users with computers,  
dismiss intruders, get ma goons lined up in a city cruiser, 
saws hack you like i logged into your account with a different user, 
givers choosers, I choose to give ya the sickest humor...
so high.. bouta hit the moon, spliffing Buddha sticks from Cuba
No way out for these motherfuckers playing games.. 
I ain't saying names you knows yourselves so please make a change 
I take the blame for having a crazy brain that's straight insane..
not the 90's movie when I give you "major pain" and make you chase the train 

Juggernaut [Prod. by Y.T] featuring Y.T

LYRICS :-

Verse 1 [Ayo]:
Life is like a pyramid clearly it's got stages
But how does she understand the various plot phases?
Scary appearances that interfere with her stock made this
Nightmarish, she had fear in her heart caged in
And that made her even scared of the cops' faces
Brainwashed by stereotypes, buried alive in a concrete jungle with no care cos it's lost patience
For people trapped in the system, she's an actual victim, family missing, her parents would not stage in
And even worse? All her peers wouldn't stop hating
Cos she was intelligent, merited top ratings
And good-looking too without wearing a charm bracelet
Tryna figure while she was there in a locked basement
With no one but herself to stare at and call names with
Looking at the mirror and hearing the odd phrases
Like "this ain't life, my prayer is God take it!" 

Hook [Ayo]:
Can you really read my mind?
The thoughts are hurting deep inside
I wish you could understand 
I wish you could understand 

I don't really wanna pick a fight 
All I wanna do is live my life
So tell me if you'll hold my hand
Tell me if you'll hold my hand 

Verse 2 [B-know]:
Life is a pimp and love is a hoe
Seems like I'm never going anywhere but out of control
And the more light consumed leaves the heart turning cold
Faces between friends expand faces but woe
Giving the grim image 
when spirits split paragraphs with the smart sentence
Trust issues keep scores from fading or healing 
Only those turned to stone seem safe from the forever killing 
Twisted cynical sickness symptoms snuffed by the system 
Sit and duck the colour of your skin gets you judged
Life with the lions, survive or die trying 
Some try dying, 
The stress from fake and false diamonds
Wander the road cold and hungry dying alone
Bitter and bent drink till I'm numb in my fingertips
Master my symphony, pedigree shaped just like symmetry
Temple of pharaohs building my legacy
Never yielded to any enemies
No weak heart, ain't nobody giving out sympathy 
Strumming the fiddle to leave a little bit of imagination out of the middle of the night like stars when they flicker!

Rhyme Diary

Long Story Short

Long Story Short (Prod. by Maick'l)ft. B-Know

I am not a human 
I'm a monster hiding on an island 
occupying space using asteroids as rocks for climbing 
talking rhyming with a style that's got me looking conscious minded, 
walking by and having people catch a lethal pox or virus, 
stop dividing the squad's united marching vibrant, 
I caused a riot now my haters all apologising,
not to lie but I'm the one that these imposters biting 
label me a spotless diamond cause my job is always shining, 
y'all declining I'm more raw than fresh meat,
more raw than warlords that saw off your chest piece 
my spit game's delirious 
you kids ain't been serious your shits same like nicknames it's a bit lame, period, 
just do the work and ask about me 
I'm an insane experience, 
basket case, faster paced that leave you with a nasty taste, 
pass the gauge I clap the fakes and put em in a casket space, 
cause they know I got savage traits so why the fuck they have to hate? 
You're ill-advised if you think I ever chill at night, got the realest vibes yet I'm the one they wanna villainise, really guys? 
check yourselves before you friggin wreck yourselves 
thinking you can't be touched well that's the stuff that'll make you beg for help, 
y'all are so opinionated, that's why you begin to hate it, when I'm flossing awesome really bossing like I'm syndicated, 
winning races, living dangerous, 
niggas say I been the greatest my style is so innovative hard for y'all to imitate it, woah, 
you'll get splashed up when the choppers squirt, 
gats buck and you mobsters murked, 
hit ya balenciaga shirt, woah 
blood splattered on the wall, it don't matter if you tall I'm the baddest of em all, woah, 
bitches standing then they crawl, like a Karen at the mall, get yo manager involved, woah 
break stuff like limp bizkit, fake tuff guys get twisted, take stuff like it's Christmas, woah,
duck when the uzi clap, you'll get stuck in a booby trap for a couple of scooby snacks you want nothing to do with that but woah, 
yeah we making moves major, shit you see on the newspaper more game than tomb raider fosho! 

It's Bawss homie, ride on, forever...

Monsters Inc. Freestyle

Cash Addicts

I guess it's human nature... 
to be so delusional, I'm losing you, 
cause you never accepted it even if you always knew the truth,
who are you to be so unrealistic, 
expecting all you did when I needed someone to build with, 
it was a shattering sight 
to see what I thought was real get eaten by distractions and lies, 
and I ain't coming back to this ride, 
I made it perfectly clear I was not letting go of my passionate side, 
and you tried to take that away from me 
cause you hated that it liberated my heart and just made me free, 
and you couldn't have it all to yourself 
so your inner demons were really screaming for me to offer some help, 
but I wasn't gonna compromise, wasn't gonna lock my mind, wasn't gonna be anything but all I hypothesize, 
stop the lies, and face the facts, 
you was the one that would make things black, 
I gave you my heart now I'm taking it back, 
breaking the pact that we once had, 
it's a fun fact that you exposed your intentions and you should've never done that, 
I'm through with this, so tired of this stupid shit, it's foolishness how you make me so ludicrous, 
I choose to live my life how I want it, 
cause I never wanna spend a single night getting haunted, 
by broken dreams and lost hopes, 
wishing I had sold my soul to the devil at the crossroads, 
instead of being here in floss mode, 
but to be honest your love language was kinda like morse code, 
it was hard to decipher, 
but I never missed the target like a marksman or sniper, 
I survived the jaws of a viper, 
and ignited my own flame like the spark of a lighter, 
no problem imma make it okay, 
despite all the hate that you gave I'm able to say I'm creating my way, 
letting go of all the dead weight, 
that's been holding me down close to the ground just to put me in a red state, 
but my heads straight and very focused, 
looking past all the imaginary challenges that were clearly bogus, 
you were living godless, had no inner conscience so your victim complex was only tricks and nonsense, 
certainly, you tried to put your dirt on me 
cause you was jealous of all that you knew that I deserved to be, 
but let it be known I'm past that, 
cause being with you was nothing but a lesson like math class, 
now I'm riding on my last lap, 
on the road to success and I'm just hoping that the cash stacks, 
add that to fact that I'm still connected to the source and I aint even half mad, 
do yo thang hunnie, you got your own will, 
but next time make sure that you never end up as roadkill, 
cause it's so real and I won't chill, 
just to let you know sometimes it's harder than cold steel, 
but we move on cause we too strong to be cut short like a huge lawn, 
or a new born so I sing a new song for the true dons that set to weather the cruel storm, 
I snooze off puffing the indo, cause you tried playing me dirty like a dusty Nintendo, 
fake love fake hugs fake kisses, 
now I take drugs to brace up I'm straight vicious, 
I make wishes that only I know, 
and through the great distance I mainly learnt to take life slow, 
with my eyes closed I could still see, 
que sera sera whatever will be will be, 
so don't even bother, speaking partner 
to get to me your ass is gon be leaping farther than Peter Parker, 
cause I been through it all, 
and then I made a conscious decision not to continue to fall, 
but to rise to the skies, eyes on the prize, 
strive to be live cause it's really a fight to survive

Human Nature

CLOUD NINE (Freestyle)

An old verse of mine from a collab I did way back

Triple Aces verse Ft. Qzer

Ayo Bawss Vs Ty Chi (Acapella Rap Battle)

A lil freestyle I did for some chic a while back...

Lyrics:
I just wanna say I never meant to be so dirty 
I just thought you'd like it and I hope you did, certainly
I know I didn't tell you but I waz higher than a friggin birdie
last nite I thought you did deserve me
I was getting pervy.. I was kinda liking you 
and really what I tried to do
was get into the 'nicest mood' and hit you with a line or two
spend a lil time with you but I didn't have the slightest clue...
how I took it that far...
I know things been going so fast like Nascar
I wanna chill for a moment, but I don't think I can
I gat my eyes on you and Ion't wanna blink again
I'm just sinking in...
My sentiments are different
and Janny while you listening to me ripping these instruments..
just think of it as something to cover our lost innocence
felt like insulin.. to a diabetic, I'ma set it straight I like every minute en..
second of it,
screwdriver obsession wasn't it? 
en... I guess I lost it
Then started to let it out and you start getting wetter now 
you start getting better now
I could feel it really you didn't even have to spell it out
that excellent composure after everything I told ya
after everything was over... 
Still something we can't forget about!
and it'd be worth the effort won't it?
..........to replay that epic moment
you know it would,
cos it was so damn good!
Now I do this song to embrace ya......
and if we ever drink, FUCKIT use my tongue as a chaser! Yeah

Best I ever had freestyle (with Lyrics)

They say I got a more villainous aura  than anakin skywalker
but I'm only here to make shit clear like an eye doctor 
This man is a fly talker, I might off ya, but yall suckers already been wasted damn it, so why bother?
Getting ahead of the game is my primary objective, and when I do that hopefully I'll be finally respected
For dropping words that go over heads like clipper blades, give the kids a fade, let the lines hook em but it's no fishing bait
I'm a living great, even though all they did was hate and me getting sicker grades always left them with a bitter taste
I still persisted straight to a different phase, got my shit in shape, ready for a killing like camp crystal lake
And I won't hesitate till I'm rich and paid, give or take I'll be getting bigger cake on my dinner plate
Unshakeable, untameable, guns aim at you, scorching more than the sun's flame'll do
twin ratchets like the Olsen sisters, my whole life story's kinda like a motion picture
but no smoke 'n mirrors it's all real, even in my hardest times I still be dropping lines that yall feel, 
this is raw skill, call it God's will, even if I fall ill Imma ball still
truth is I wanna be a fucking star, so I hustle hard spitting struggle bars stronger than muscle cars 
Sustained a couple scars, but there has never been a time when you could really say that I performed under par
I kept it going like Jesse Owens in a sprint race, and left opponents looking like Kenneth Copeland with a grinch face
I'm never slowing at my win rate, I be steady growing further till my every moment is in mint state
And it hard to let go of the game controller and say it's over when you got the best flow like pac in deathrow 

Vader freestyle

SunRay Lobby

It's about time I flooded the streets with the blood of mc's that I stomped silly and left under my feet
Make this a landslide victory, the scoreboard'll say 5 - 0, cos I know you fuck with police 
That's why you stutter like sirens, so when I start cracking ya scalp I'll be gagging ya mouth, make you suffer in silence
This here is utter defiance, all about butter and violence, make you sleep in the gutter for wildin'
Stuck to the floor like mother and child is, so I never have problems with "Kane" like a Columbian crisis
Act stupid and I pluck out ya eyelids, you were born with the blood but clearly none of the luck of the Irish 
Just an overgrown leprechaun, 6foot5 300pounds but still ya vocal tone's extra calm 
Now you rolling home dead 'n gone, chromosomes stepped upon, left for long with broken bones, neck n arms 
Listen homie don't get it wrong, my roving drones set to bomb, so I'ma blow ya dome - Pentagon! 
Don't even try to speak mister, you the type to get caught in a clown act like an ICP picture 
I called you out for a battle before but you ducked boy cos you too(two) pussy like Siamese sisters
Now I'm done playing hide 'n seek witcha, see I'm a mean spitter and you suck more than giant leach critters
And I never been the type to tease strippers, so dare me and get these shots easy like buying cheap liquor
I'm lighting these swishers, fine to squeeze triggers, fire heat quicker, twice the speed nigga like I'm Steve Richards 
Please believe I keep the neenas I got a mean procedure to make him history like the queen of sheba 
So scared he's got a renal seizure, he's a tweaker, if he says he's sick it's probly the beiber fever
Softer than senoritas, though his face got the beastly features of the evil creature from jeepers creepers 
Beef with me it's ether I'll cook again, Call you a "dirtbag" nerdfag cos yo features just look the same
Last opponent that diva was good for brain, I beat her and took her chain but it's sad that you sweeter than Suga, Kane (sugarcane)
And spit the worst bars on a beat, he's a canine? Well y'all know I murk sharks in the sea
If I see this herb bark in the streets? I am my holmes put three nines to his dome - reverse mark of the beast
So this here is literally evil and I don't have to finish the sequel to prove we ain't lyrical equals
I'm spitting it lethal sicker than measles, you from Australia so my chances of failure slimmer than needles
You just got fucked up over worse than the ridiculous treaty with which the British deceived the Aboriginal people! 

AK's At AY's (Andrew Kane diss + lyrics)

Mic check one two, one two
Think I ain't here to catch a body nigga ?fuck you
Yall ain't ready to stomach the shit that I brung thru 
That's why I'm at a level that you need to step your rap game up to 


Can I please have your undivided attention? I'ma do y'all like a "snuff film" cos none survive in the ending 
Vocals like a thunder strike from the heavens, ready to put y'all to sleep like I be singing lullabies with perfection 
No doubt you chumps'll die in a second - so hard to breathe when I show y'all the heat like the Sunnyside of a desert
I'll have ya both summarized in a sentence, Bezzy you the slutty type and Keezykey you fucking rhyme like a freshman 
Hold on, this brother lies bout his preference, I mean he's such a faggit that he walked in and left butterflies at the entrance 
Too bad you got shot last week - that was a drunken fight? but this time I'll be the one who fires the weapon!
And sugabezzy she's just a fraudulent bitch... I saw what you did last time, that's the shit that multiplied my aggression 
This is justifiable vengeance, cos that match wasn't tied, you rigged it like when Bush nullified the elections 
And I ain't even gotta speak on the matter, got beef on a platter, to cut 'n slice so fuck your double-timing intentions 
Otherwise you'll regret it, I got y'all so fuckin wired that ya guts shoved aside and tongues are tied from the tension
Money's mine for the record, you ain't even gotta argue or speak, this diss so dope and I should charge you a fee
Toppling me is an arduous feat and y'all be like organ donors cos you don't even have the heart to compete 
Ya bars losing steam you ought to believe I'll flaw you with ease, and spit em haymakers to make you drop to your knees 
And when you walk through the streets? I'm sending hot shells atcha like a seafood buffet - that means you getting all you can eat!
So why deny that I'm killing this? Traps shut! Yall so gassed up, looks like quinton got me side by side with some cylinders 
My advice is you chill a bit, cos I'm quick to "grip it 'n blast" to get "rid of the gas" like applying fire extinguishers 
This dude's a part time jigolo, not quite lyrical or sick, he only breeds disease, his ass is rotten 
So is it Keezykey or Jackie Thompson? Believe he needs a pack of condoms like Eazy E and Magic Johnson 
And ya music equally is trash and nonsense, why you even do this shit? Seems to me ya lacking options 
Gimme ya free CD? I'll smash 'n stomp it!... to listen to that crap gotta have mad PCP and acid droppin'
Same for bezzy she's a nast thot 'n for that cheesy cheese she'll give ya more freaky treats than Captain Spaulding 
Yall unleashed a beast and that's the problem, I shatter the odds, battle for gwap? I'll keep the cream like Baskin-Robbins 
Elite Mc's don't have no conscience, so I'm quickly drafting ya eulogy like you lit a match in a fuel leak
You make me sit and laugh at your lunacy, you must be frigging mad thinking that you got diplomatic immunity 
I'd snatch ya jewels (Juelz) with the camera on (Cam'ron), please believe me 
I don't think Jay a ryder (J.R Writer), he's a measly weenie
I got a "40 cal" to feed the needy, leave em leaky so "Hell" be the next place you spit a free, keezykey (Freekey Zekey) 
And we all know Bezzy skeezy, she tries spitting em rhymes though  she's never been quite sick in the mind 
In the underground she don't get love, she's like a cokehead slut how she always gotta ride dick to get lines 
Now it's clear I write scriptures divine, true eh? So like Donald Trump only thing that's left is toupee 
Can't wait to hear the dudes say how I schooled lames, without a doubt and just handed out 2 L's like I be  Cool J 


Grand Finale (Diss + lyrics)

LYRICS :

Yo it's bouta be a new year blood bath,
Domicyde alpha?  yall gon see this dude here tongue-lashed, 
the fool's scared? Fuck that, he petty so I already know he only ever goes hard when he sees a nude queer's nutsack, 
clearly a bitch mc been wearing em skinny jeans since when Wu wear was rad, 
that's why you been rapping for a minute dawg but yo career still needs a kick to start like a two-snare drum track
I done seen fakes in the game,  but alpha? this geek's crazy insane, 
ain't got no fuckin gat in the dresser, he's just an amateur wrestler with cheesecake for a brain, 
tryna breed hate cos he's lame so if he's gaining the fame?? I bet no one still gives a F... like the "PH" in his name
So let's address this clearly you're a mindless pushover, 
you spit wack lyrics while I script crack writtens like the finest cooked coca to give the listeners highness 'n you never see their eyelids look sober
Fuck around in an audio battle with me dude, end up a lifeless foot soldier, 
so you may need ya rhyming book closer cos we all know Al cadence (al qaedans) ain't been the bomb since Isis took over
Yeah so when I put him behind these bars he's bouta face an indictment, 
he claims he exciting, as a wrestler? but at this age I'm enlightened so I know he's way fake when he's fighting on the main stage I'm strike em and blaze em with lightning 
cos my ways are unlike him,  this fagget's straight broke never been paid for his writing so I know you never seen the Greenland army (green land, domi) since the days of the vikings 
But who's the greatest veteran? Gotta be Bawss, you can observe my bars, every statement's excellent, I'ma rage n shred his skin, 
he can't drop shit like he afraid of excrement, that's why his brain's intelligence remains irrelevant 
so after this here battle I'ma leave domiciling (domi silent) forever like a place of residence  
But damn it man u the type of redneck to have sex with his godmother! 
yaint hard fucker. I'll slash ya throat with a box cutter then dump ya carcass in a small gutter, 
no one'll ever miss ya, you ain't got brothers and scrolling right thru ya pictures I noticed only time you get "bitches" is cos you're a "dog lover"


Domicyde Alpha (Acappella diss + lyrics)

Beware ft. Ondrae

studio freestyle session... feel this, it's 'NAS'TY!
Order:
1st Verse - Ayo Bawss
2nd Verse - K-Brizzle
3rd Verse - Blue Flame

SO YA THINK YA KNO' ft. K-Brizzle & Blue Flame

This is real rap, fuck a pricey gold chain...............................
16 bars of steel

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