FLOW ZONE Vol. I

[yaga]

Just one or one after another... verses at your own discretion, cypher with a freestyle, structured or whatever and keep everyone in the zone. I'll spark off the top, free/keystyle:

...whether weather worn or well wished, leather which you bore or cross stitched, where you from, how'd you do it & what in the f*ck?! Dudes rubbin' up they mittens 'bout to get you STUCK / Every step taken, better than the next wasted... but i took a step wrecked and thought about that nought that i was facin' / I mean... I could be on the cover of the NY Times! But if my MUG's up on the paper, i'm chalking up your rhymes. How'd the shine find you? / One emcee took a shot, and I downed two.

[kingofdayay]

i dont feel static, listenin to illmatic,
its givin me a extacy for rap like a pill addict/

processin the lyrics for all that sh!t was spiittin,
overdosin on the content from it was written/

hip hop is dead is extraordinary, out of the ordinary,
i feast on emcees out of the colinary/

im a cannibal, on top of the food chain im a animal/
fornicatin ya wife love the brain like hannibal

[theman080]

Its pretty scary when I come through, carryin guns duke
Clamp ya teeth tight or get a vinateiri on the front two
And what I'm handlin's accurate, various hammaz to smack a *****
Staggerin ******s get splattered along wit scandolous actresses
If you stand a bit back with it, see the angles of stats I shyt
You might get rained on wit my main songs...
Embarrassin, aint that a bytch...
If you were inspectin ya moves, compare em to professional grooves
See the gap between us, then you'd be skeptical too
Got ya bytch's jaw dropped, my testciles spew
Get ya first taste of ill wheneva she can get it to you
I got exceptional tunes perfected makin vegtables move
Incredible crews are edible too, get ya head at you shoes
Investin in you, expectin to lose, put up ya rocks and ice
I'ma take that shyt quicka then you could press a stopwatch twice

[W.I.Z.E.]

Can't front the kid 80 made it hard to follow,
Yall sick and suck like gettin' a retard to swallow,
If I borrowed tomorrow, I'd owe the galaxy's riches,
Simon Says you an Idol but your sanity's missing,
Fat kids at Krispy Kremes describes my rap esteem,
Have you seen me intervene with incredible skill and ease.
Yall Overated like Jeezy push weight like paralegics,
Your worthless that's why half of your drops are de-cent.

[Connusant]

these visions are killin with siking inscripitons/
i once claimed rap diction,
now instilled in rap fiction/
with passion im blasting my mind state/
invicted with prims of primes rate/
i was disavowed preeminent by designs hate/
prolly the main reason im aging prime, skewed by the paging times/
destained with eyes thats cloudy with blindness like MASSAI TRIBES/
so following wize is jus incisions of wasting time /
i blow backwards so i fall straight/
im in the epitomy of my kinds fate/
im introspectively a spiting image of destiny at is highest wake/
words i damage~the image is lavish~u bickering savage/
inflicting as ravage as exposing in passage.....

[W.I.Z.E.]

I manage to strike a balance when convening some damage,
handle bars, evil knievel while cerebrals in bandage
breathing in patterns of asthmatics when (I'm) careening the granite
Half of you maggots leave in panic when you see me in action
Proceed in a casket, drastic how your ego is crafted
on needless reactions factioned in your peeved pedriatrics

[Listen]

Count it up in two's, pairs upstairs for care
see, the reality of my mission laid braided in her hair
since the godess of chance played rulette with my set
I'm rolling out the red carpet for the plans I got left
all this is day dreams, for what it seems, is real long
a half past the hour towards eternities swan song
and count it down with me, the beginnings rarely wrong
taste the sweetness of the fruit, forbidden lays the truth

[Propaganda]

While I, play the blues...plainly bruised
I'm a hemophiliac...and got scabies too
My mathematical studies should be plagiarized
Elegant equations created from the equator's skies
So I'm donkey punching professors at their luncheons
Slapping dumplings out their mouths, turning men to munchkins
Lemme tell you something...even though I don't write much
Every time I grip a pen, I spit a 10... still got a nice touch

[Propaganda]

...and dykes clutch the mildew crusted dildo
playing tug of war to see which one gets filled, though
the loser of the battle gets a consolation prize
yep, its my ****...penetrating between her thighs
and im in hysterics as the clerics renounce the west
being preoccupied with our lives must account for all their stress
spending all kinds of free time with us in binocular scopes
struggling to understand the term "popular vote"
i often awoke to the thought of a backlash against bush
maybe the country needs a brazillian to act fast against bush

[Cali_Bud]

It's murder on the track and you've just been advanced into an early afterlife/
I'm accused of aggrevating capped domes like head lice/
Fake rappers steady yelling "I'm looking for a jux" and you can't even hold the knife right/
with a big enough adrenaline rush to fight Kimbo Slice twice/
Who's gassin' fool's? dude's ain't even half nice/
he playing a dice game with his soul,snake eyes and I'm rolling with his life/
The keystyle is all the sudden off of the chain and he don't even know why/
ready to infest sitting in un-cooked beef like E.coli/
my chick gains knowledge from sh!t that your daughter taught her/
f*ck the Brandy chit chat Cali should be charged with lyrical manslaughter...

[Courtdog]

I just peep'd this thread foe da first time :)

It hurts to say this....


I dont get the respect I deserve
People test.. the nerve of some of these
I wont confess..
Yet!
Relax & dont sweat, except if you look @ the facts
You realize you gotta do something to get on the map
Remain cool or CRACK a skull is what I'm talkin about
Runnin they mouth
A lil muthafuccka in my house..
Speakin loud enough to wake up the kids & da spouse
I should knock this niqqa out
Why da fucck should I try to figure out
Yeah he my manz :dry:
But if he waz really my man, the niqqa would respect where I stand
He didnt wanna follow the plan
Sohh theres nothing I can, do
All I can do is hand you... $50, I wont hold a grudge
But you better stop fucckin w/me :hmm:
Before I fucck you up
Pound your face in as a demonstration
Turn you into a patient, your soul lying directly adjacent
Your bodies vacant
But still you can hear the voices of your family..
All because you waz a bama b
Why you gonna play yourself, try some FLim FLam on me
I'll handle you handidly on some ol' Wu-tang s#it
Bout how simple it waz & can it be?
Disrespect what I hold sacred? Insanity...

[theman080]

I'm a flying saucer patrolman from the coffin I'm closed in
Talkin and smokin where chained souls have hardly been noticed
A specter channelin Lector, professor handalin lectures
Addressin scandolous jesters, attemptin cancerous ventures
Screamin like Pap on a track, tyna to talk my skull from the ledge
It jumps and I use finessin to intercept it...already got a hole in the head :dry:
If the dead's savin the dead, and my body is both
My brain is fried, or I should limit the guanja I smoke
Or my occupation extends to other bodys and operations
Cooperation intends for a sloppy indoctrination...



which is... SUPERrandom :blink:

[kingofdayay]

im feeling like a black democrat no republican them-are-wack,
i take from the rich and give to the poor/

i take from ya b!tch and give her the four,
i cake from the pitch and give ya some-more/

but its loyalty over royalty call me the hood politician,
if it aint about money then n!gga its not-a-mission/

for you to beat me its go take a magic lamp and a lot-of-wishin,
you say my sh!t "off the hook" now i got-ya-fishin/

[Courtdog]

Yo,
Mind racing.. My pacing is escalating
Hating & frustrating relating to whom I'm dating
Waiting....

To exhale, I feel like an ex-male
Now I'm womanly w/my emotions which are excelled
When conversations get cut short, like service from nextel
Respect is a must...

We tussle & fuss on our way to a "bust"
In this relationship there's no trust
Somebody needs to grow-up, hold up?
You did what?
You fucckin slut.. You bitc#.. You whore!
And other words that have been said before
I hed for door, never to come back..

We always come back, cant run from that
We have our scraps.. relapses happen on the path to re-enacting the passion from back then
And that friends
Is my life in a nut-shell
She didnt deseve to be called a freak
She didnt even cheat
But what other words can we speak when mentally weak?
The shots are cheap
The object is to reap a cheap thrill
But the nonsense is a steep hill
That we both climb...

Mt.Evil

[Invisible Vision]

and in time i'm in-clined to breed ill
-sour
and reap rill' power
my will to eat and feel a beat could be-still hours...

I stood and caught a line from the dog,
who woulda thought
he coulda shot, a bullet brought... me dyin in the fog.

see my flow started as a tear, it just happened to roll down/ the face of the millions my nation is willing to hold down.../ i'm old now, not my flesh but my whole now/ seen so many souls bought and sold that my mission is sole now.../

sewn down and sewn up, my rap shlt has grown up
years ago, you would cross me, get clapped quick and blown up
now that's the persona, all of its fake to me
i was a stick up kid, y'all couldn't bake up a paste-r-ee
I sat in the kitchen, now y'all rippin it blatantly...
I robbed kids that moved weight, you grew to wait for the mate-r D...

[W.I.Z.E.]

I collaborate w/ coughs calibrate w/ costs,
elaborate of course, I master bait through thoughts.
You f@ggots wait looking for Aladin to fatten your days,
Actions delayed like a homeless man asking for raise,
I'm a bastard who's paid, yall are just passing away,
Straight boring like the All-Star basketball game.

[Courtdog]

Took a couple of days off..

Now I'm HOT like the playoffs
Todays loss is a gay boss, whose weight's lost
Cuz he straight soft & I aint cough'd..
Faint talk is what I read.. The greed for success
Stresses me into molesting a medley
Steadily tinkerin, lyrics twinklin
Manifestin my destiney.. Reputably excecptional
Monumental on a intellectual level
Sohh when the dust settles.. I could touch a kettle
Make it whistle cuz I'm Sohh official...

[SarKaSTik Z]

my body aches from tidal waves of malnurishment
been deprived of rap now my mind seems flourecent
keep ya eyes closed as the time climbs precedent
my neglegance is evident im hesistant
to flow cause yo im been residing in harlem
and my own hometeam is regarded as a problem(dipset)\
but solving these equations with flows tighter than the pu$$y of an asian
its apprasing and devasting to to know that real hiphop now resides on sohh
but flow ummm where did that go
im so sik of hearing these damn faggits sing
and b!tch collabrating then exaggerating about everything
it seems if the pride is residing in past i laugh but my this smile a precautioning mask/ its sad when my station stays tune mostly to jazz and my cd is been replaced with a reversable tape dash/ its irritating to admit that sohh smitts elevates the stench of todays rap sense/ so stay focused my youth and know that the world has been provoking the truth/the booth is no longer in use

[Courtdog]

I rapidly rip s#it.. Deflick'tid, wicked
You dips#it, I'm terrifik @ spittin dat liquid for the flow zone
Sohh's own Homegrown
Keeper of the throne, I'm not lyin, I'm a Lion
Applyin :king: like tactics to those who be defiant
"off w/his head"
The crowd watches in terror
As King Court-D-O.G. corrects errors w/the guillotine
My anthem is a Killers Theme
I dream what killers dream
Wake up buggin, go to the club thuggin ready to kill the scene
Time stands still between the henndog mixed w/cheeba
Sohh drunk my phone rings
And like its 94', I'm reachin' for my beepuh
Runnin s#it like this is Rome & I'm Ceaser...

[Courtdog]

Sohh fresh.. Entrenched in dopeness
No Cryst or Hennessey, found out lifes remedy is to stay focused..
Yall niqqaz is on notice, my quotes iz gifts
They be fiendin for what I wrote like that stuff you smoke or sniff
Callin you wack niqqaz bluffs like Texas Hold'em
When you be actin tough.. is when I expose them
The Golden Child, I was chosen, the elder gods have already spoken
Sohh now as my time to shine is approachin
You cannot hate or coach him
You can only convey the notion :yes:
Sohh do away w/whatever you was hope'n for...
My flow's been known to open doors
Bring the people back
Plenty of MC's I drop'd some fecal matter on when they was tryna equal that
Yet I'm unmatched, just give me 1 match cuz I run rap
Always on point like a thumbtack
Whatever I want? Haps..
Or you can go out w/some gun claps :bustback:
And I aint neva met another niqqa that would want that
Unless they waz wearin' a dunce cap
The rest of yall niqqaz aint got no guts like a Blunt Wrap...

[obnoxious]

like a blunt wrap..
i prefer a swisher or a pom pom when im rollin em up
and its only the best when we smokin a blunt
..blaze a couple blills and we stoned as fu<k
sippin zambucca outta frozen cups
sh!t, we dope as - what! but noone really knows bout us
cuz insteada promotin cuts were gettin stoned and drunk
not to mention, bonin ho's and sluts - makin tracks
blazin sacs, so face the facts.. you aint got a chance opposin us
ya mouth? close it shut, before ya throat get cut
& no doubt, soon as we battle, yo ya hopes get crushed
just say the word, i'll blaze you herb emcees like burnin weed
in the first degree, im servin cats from burnaby to germany

[e.s.n.c.]

the :king: is back

stop the cock blockin, wrist watchin, and cris poppin..
if the spot hoppin wit cops it's not an option
got the.. propa flow ta break a nug off a block a dro
then twist an optimo, if she ain't blow then she gots ta go
me.. the block locka - i chop it, re-up, and cop it
poppin the choppa at coppas if they thinkin ta stop us
veterans'll come and gimme my propas
they know that i.v. when he spittin gon' get it and lock it
....slide the clip in and cock it
spin it like it was upliftin a 'copter
the kid be sick when he be spittin, ya'll NADA
hailin straight out of florida.. from hard gardens, north plains
neva short change my people, i'm dead on from short range

[obnoxious]

& fukk a court case, im chuggin force 8 - that lucky brew/
blunts and booze, talkin **** like "who the fukk are you"/
im comin thru, puffin L's collection W's/
& i dont pack a gat, but if you do, bust a slug or two/
c'mon, lets see the thug in you, finish what you've come to do/
i aint goin nowhere chump, you see me in runnin shoes?/
naah, ya'll muhfukkas must love talkin alot/
i got a knife in my pocket and a rock in my sock!/
muuuhfukka.. so dont ask the player ask the coach!/
i pulled her hair and snapped her broach.. ****k ya half assed approach/
and we got more for later so no need to stash a roach/ muuuhfukkaaaa..
why dont you tell me how it feel..
to be a wack ass rapper, with no appeal..
na-na-na.. really son.. whats the deeeal
i gotta good lookin giiirl on my chesterfield....

[Courtdog]

Sometimes I talk w/a lisp
When my words aint crisp
My minds still swift, sohh its best that you watch your lip
Befoe I buss you in yo s#it
You dont wanna see me trip
My mind turns into columbine & then the bullets start flyin
If I dont pull it, I'm dyin
I keep sayin...

All the time in my mind
A beats playin
Knowone else hears it, but I feel it in my spirit
I use to fear it..
Now I am aware of it & share it
Like the love those kids recieved from Misses Garrett
Take care of it & demonstate it to the natives..
Sohh they can regulate it to their favorites
Even the one's who claim to hate it
They all save it & make copies
In this rap game, you cant stop me
My flow should provide enuff doe or "gwap" to cop properties
Monopolies
I use western philosophy to find the truth out like socrates
Yet they still continue to lie & make a mockery
No diginity, you kiddin' me?
Such Hypocrisy.. but its all fair in a democracy
Where people can appear as they not to be
But not me...

[Propaganda]

Muted laughter greets the ferocious, morose approaches
To the aggressors takes less words for those to notice
Too close to floating for my tastes, I'll tense up and sink
Pique the curiousity of genius, causing Mensa to think
Who they're calling out to, when deep breaths run short
Beggin' to let'em live to face grim death once more
Waste no motion, flawless mechanically speaking of course
Stride powerfully on the floor as I'm frantically speeding towards
My goal of the same damn spot in which I was standing before
I even decided to run, shoulda reviewed the plan a bit more
The drama was scored, by Gershwin, a post-humous exclusive
Ghostly composers crush noteworthy producers of music
Of today...and be that as it may...
A man in tux and a band that plucks created Doctor Dre

YEAH BOY!

[Ecliptik]

Thoughts of a black man makin his thoughts a balck hole..
Words vortex backwards, til his voice is no longer his own..
Mind inside of a prisim, what he see's no longer is him..
Crainium cracked drainin, his mask forever chrimson..
Foot steps fumble, like he kicked it on the short bus..
Fell to his knees, his legs couldn't support much..
He tried a division of his strength and invisioned..
That his strain wasn't pain, all brain - superstition..
A preminition, woke up from a dream petrified..
For a quick split second, dude had wished he had died..