It's All Weird Freestyle

lyric



Uh yuh
Til Death 
Til Death
Coffin Clique 
Yuh uh 



My moods been chill 
Attitude get still outta control when I lose my feel 
Out of flow but the booth gets killed 
Always know I go rude in the field 
Spewin the real wit some toxins that’ll drop em
Shoot to kill 
Mind Of the Sick, Used and Tilt 
Infected wit some reapers so I’m design wit a split 
You be disorderly dyin in this shit 
Dont fuck wit me ima morbid beast when strikin, can’t miss
Cruisin like a dark rider 
Lookin for corrupted souls attire
Fuck whats required
I’ll take any, blaze many wit fire 
From the gravel pit you desire 
Never see my shadow shit I’m beyond 
what fuckas can’t be on, Damn the clan be lit
Watchin the audience become an addict quick 
To that death, that reaper they gon havoc bitch 
On anybody you ain’t gonna see it comin 
Like some bullets you be duckin
These muthafuckin Shrouds on a huntin


Better be buckin quick can’t be fuckin wit 
Risty steez when I’m guzzlin
40’s always drunk and shit but still come equipped
Spittin like some drums and clips 
Spray yo body like canvas dump my spit 
Dump my shit
Shrouds all around my cypher 
Never get down, inbound wit fire 
Shredding instrumentals like I’m Myers
I guide undefined wit my casket hand
To their demise they confine in the savage land 
Ain’t no average man I’m no average joe
Winchester to ya attic hoe 
Thru the field I’m creepin like a savage
always at it wit the rappin tho
fuck up the cut like I’m slashin so 
Seraded, get faded, from the greatest to the worst 
Cause I can’t take it wit this curse 


Risty get gritty like the ripper I’m ripping 
Fuck yo spitting, this is sermons from a reapers living 
When I’m dead the bird is flipping 
Tracks I toast, fuck noose I’ll rope
Demons comin to end yo folk 
Ain’t no joke, wit the Shmoke 
Read to take yo soul blaze yo soul like jays I roll
Crucifix be flipped on demons
I’m rude as shit wit slits to keep in 
And let out seepage, fuck them haters that be fienin 
Fuck a hand out the get a beatin wit the beefin
Handle my enemies like beast and I eat them 
Crew be like concrete and asfault
You weak and wack y’all


Reaper gon serve you up 
Fall into a casket to burn you up
Crucifixes reversed on up

Shroud (prod. Broke Boi)

#StillGotMine #TilDeath
#Zone #BigShake
Run It Up 💪💪💪

Still Got Mine Ft Zone (Prod. ZoneDidThat x Big Shake)

TheSequel

"Wake Up Call"(Prod By. Lester)

"Freestyle Flow"(Prod By. Cxdy)

StayRealKid

HRTSICK mix

lyric

I Can't resist it that sick shit 
lives in my system
Aint ever getting out cause my position 
is weed tokin and sippin
thee potion yeah its rigid 
Slurr wit disgust when im spittin 
my venom burns thru ya guts you'll be missin out and twisted out 
so quickly like the quick fist sounds 
from legends that descend from clouds 
Mortal men cannot outlive these sounds 
that I portray cause it's vicous 
Eight Drunken gods  that dip in 
Once I commence the rippin 
once I rip it, always sippin 
flow be kickin wit one leg watch you trippin
Sip one keg and play a flute 
that causes ya face to turn red when I chip ya tooth
cause im sippin 


is it technique or is it freestyle when I jab 
either wreck beats or reap wild when I rap 
don't step to me or get piece down wit no gat 
that's how I do it wit this music shit
cause im lucid bitch
a Savage that'll get yo shit crashin
like manes you couldn't masta 
Ristys always comin after 
souls like I'm Shang Sung takin capture
Takin ahold of the Flow
Keep it hot or Cold 
but im butane and gold
you dudes lames they should go 
back where they belong cause they play n fold and awake fo mo
but they trash games and go ghost 
I'm sick in the mental 
as I'm killin instrumentals 
Rippin on these Forty bottles 
Killin and chokin these models by the noose
for talkin like solved em but the truth 
is you never did Lil bitch you always lied 
even when you come up wit the bars and the rhymes you never get it bitch you never get wit the grind 


ima Chris Benoit turnin into a rabid wolverine 
Drop you to the ground and pull ya teeth 
Behead these muthfuckas on a guillotine 
cause im dull n mean 
im full of heat like a bullet piece 
outta of the chamber when I pull the piece back and cock it lock it 
for the white bitches talkin nonsense 
faking too many topics guess that why our tribes are never on it 
so im a come in like a bother 
Kinda like my father 
except this monster
looking always somewhat proper
clothing always reekin some of that ganja
that I'm Rollin and sparkin 
spillin ides on me very often 
cause I be faded when I'm walkin
Balance the night when rappin ignites 
I Savage the mic








TheSequel

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