The Original Hip Hop Hut

Name: Kokaine
E-mail: tru_40@hotmail.com
Age: 17
Url: www.angelfire.com/ak/TruThugs
FreeStyle Flow: K to da o to da k to da a to da i to da n then e. Thats my name damn man i'm a real o.g. kickin shit for my tru ass gangsta's. Step up mothafucka and i'll hang ya. Bang ya think ya got what it takes? Get goin too fast u betta put on them brakes. Cause u don't wanna fly to death. Your rhymes are wasting your last few breaths. Look out nigga two slugs to the chest.
 
 
 

(name) TOP PROSPECT(email) shannonblanks@webtv.net(sex) male
(Freestyle flow) Who's on deck?The Top Prospect Comin' straight off the dome piece,as my fingers run across these keyboard keys, get ready to peep the steez, I bring all MC's to they knees, committin' lyrically sodomy,the Gods are all proud of me,because my lyrics travel faster than a light year, my lyrical war is nuclear,puncturing your brain through your ear, like Omar Epps in the sequel to Scream,it seems whack mc's die quicker than black people in horror movies, do you really think your words are gonna move me,I hold my own like black protesters in the civil revolution, my resolution is your evolution has gone from men to boyz, thinkin' you makin' some noise,til you find your life is faker than Buzz light year on Toys, mad men stress their abdomen, but they six pack only gives me a bullseye for my freestyle rap,perhaps my sonar rap will reach these hardheads, and scare some sense into 'em like Russia and nuclear warheads,so use caution when I'm slicin' mc's in portions,performing lyrical abortions before more weak lines! are givin' birth, and eventually grow into the worst verse,but prematurely I put 'em in a hearse

(name) MYSTERY(email) EMERALD12@WORLDNET.ATT.NET(sex) MALE(Freestyle flow) amature mc's get demoralize by the man wit green eyes/ hypnotize/ you froze cuz i chose/ to crunch you like like nestle'/thank god for blessin me wit mad skillls/ ill like internet freestlye flows/body blows for for wack hos/My rhymes can't be slept on like no doze/fresh like new clothes/now you know/I drop shit lke a bird/ that my word son/ so load up weapon I'm going to war wit no half steppin/delivering rhymes of da top of my dome/I just won this battle I'ma sit on my throne/Just wait/ I'm not finish/My rhymes don't replenish/I keep cummin like ejaculation/I got fiber so no constipation/this is my inauguration/to smuther this whole internet nation/ Invite you to my zone/watch yourself get blown/ by the wrath that I unleashed on your ass/sorry you can't pass/You had a chance I read your lyrics/ I can't hear it/You betta fear it/ It's not me to blame/I put you to shame/ Emerald hot like blue flames/pure and uncut lilke kokaine/ This is my verbal assualt make you kill yoursel! f likie kurt cobaine. and I'm out. Anyone want to battle please bring it on. I need some more victorys under my belt. Anyone who want to do a collaboration I'm down wit it. E-mail me : EMERALD12@WORLDNET.ATT.NET
 
 

(email) EMERALD@WORLDNET.ATT.NET (sex) MALE (Url) EMERALD/MYSTERY
(Freestyle flow) Mystery givin ya a lesson in history/Got mad flava like rotisserie/chinken/finger lickin/mic rippin mc/come test me/I perform bisectomy/Yo lyrics ain't shit to me/ I sting like a kiilah bee/I surpass ya intellect/ far exceeded/your our stlye gets depleated/Don't make me repeat it/ you've been defeated/execueted/I'm the judge makin this decision/rhymes comin wit mad percision/on point like girls wit little titties/What a pity/I make your bitch ass look siily/Lyrics/ shootin out my mouth like nine millies/what the dilly /I'm a lyrical assassin wit a verbal gun/ I blast you wit Liquid bullets and serve you on a bun/come wit it son/I ain't hold shit back/ when I attack/best be ware /its gonna be a lyrical warfare/so don't you dare/ step to me wit out no flows/I leave nameless like mary and john doe.

(name) TOP PROSPECT(email) shannonblanks@webtv.net(sex) Male
(Freestyle flow) Yo blue high octane fuel pumps through my veins,Warmin'up my engine when you speak my name in vain,I explode on your brain like cocaine laced with propane,these supposed Superman rhymers,Get put next to Christopher Reeves in wheelchair recliners,As my lines hit you hard enough to rearrange your spine,Lacin' the game with more refined diamonds than Anne Klein, You just a tease, image shakier than Ali and the Parkinson's disease, I cease the mind of MC's,Lacin' 'em with lyrics from their pupils down to their Wallabee's, Bow down to your knees like bitches who love to orally please deez',I bring it live for my nine to five,Fuckin' with me is like bathing in honey and playing with a bee-hive,I shut the world off from my mind when I close my eyes,like pussy and a belt of chastity,It causes mental casualties when tryna' understand the mental capacity,Of the MC who cuncocts schemes and monumental tragedies, like the assasination of John F. Kennedy,Remember me by the written scrolls that corrode the brain lobes of the wisest men on the globe,A message to difficult to decode more valuabe than pure gold,I got it sewed like cotton fabric,pens, and needles, Creatin' a bigger rap craze then rock and the Beattles,When I hold the mic in my hand attention I demand, Like a nigga walking in the bank with a nine on his waistband,Bombin' nations overseas leavin' 'em in a waistland

(name) TOP PROSPECT(email) shannonblanks@webtv.net(sex) MALE
(Freestyle flow) WHO'S ON DECK?WHO'S NEXT TO BLOW THE SET?WHO FLEXES MAD INTELLECT? WHO HOLDS YOU HOSTAGE WITH A MIC TO YOUR NECK? The Top Prospect is rippin' these keys, comin' straight off the dome piece,not written but I leave you drippin' once it is spittin',with lyrics pounding relentless like car engine pistons,my verbal highs is more luxurious than riding Air Force One,my mental's so cold I get a tan on the sun,all that shit about drug runs for fun to stack funds is done,listenin' to you rhyme gives me a hangover, why compete?like roadkill I can already tell you've been over, I see the tire tracks from the Range Rover,the Gods are constantly watchin' over me,I was slaying sperm seeds in mom's ovary,Putting together syllables since I've been cut from the umbilical,I invade spots like corrupt cops on drug blocks,Causin' blood clots like an unattended scar by far,My bars of rage turn the page on the career of MC's twice my age,to beat me it'll take a bigger God than Zilla,for reala' I'ma bigger crowd thriller than Michael Jackson in moonwalker fashion,causin' traction through foot action,but I'm stil ! mashin' on MC'S commitin the sin of blasphemy,you just a faggot ass drag queen with no nuts hangin' in between, constantly on your back cause you have no spleen,I spit with no aid of Sports Cream dominatin' the Dream Team,mastering hooks like Hakeem,Extraordinary vocabulary slang straight from the dictionary,that got Wes Craven callin' my metaphorical content scary,on my prom night I had an orgy with Bloody Mary and Carrie,you must have microphone blue balls, you need to go ahead and relocate and call U-HAUL,in the flesh,on the net, on your set, for your respect,the top prospect reigns, with no sleet hail or snow, so if you quick to hop I'll take out your hip like Bo

(name) LADY PLAYYA(email) LADYPLAYYA@webtv.net (sex) 100 % SOUTHERN SHAWTY (FEMALE)
(Freestyle flow) WELL LET ME OPEN UP YA MUTHAFUCKEN DOME/LADY PLAYYA IN DA HOUSE AND IM BOUT TO BRING IT HOME/DOWN HERE IN DA DIRTY SOUTH IS WHERE I REST/LYRICALLY HITTIN NIGGAS AND CHICKEN HEADS IN DA CHEST/ IF YA CAME TA TEST THEN YA CAME TA REST/ CAUSE I'M GON SHOW YA HOW WE DO IN DA SOUTH/SLANGIN DOPE IN TEXAS IS WHAT WE ABOUT/WE SELLIN COOKIES AND SLABS/QUARTERS AND HALFS/10 AND 20 DOLLA CRACK ROCKS AND 1/2 OUNCE CHRONIC BAGS/HOLLA IF YA HEAR ME AND YA KNOW WHAT IM SERVIN'/ CAUSE WE BUMPIN LIL' KEKE/WHILE WE PERVIN AND SWERVIN/ IN A BURBAN WITH CANDY MOLASSES AND WOODGRAIN/WE RIDIN 12 DEEP SMOKIN A POUND OF DANK,MAN/ SIPPIN ON SOME LEAN/I MEAN CODEINE/IF U FROM DAT DIRTY SOUTH THEN U KNOW WHAT I MEAN/WHILE WE DEEPEST DOWN SOUTH THAT U CAN GET/ SAN ANTONIO BE BUMPIN AND WE DA LICK/WE HITTIN 3-WHEEL IN PLETZ PARK/ JUST STR8 SHOWIN OUR ASS BEFORE DARK/AVOIDIN DA NARKS/TRYIN TO GET AWAY FROM ALL DA CHICKEN-HEADS/ALL DA PLAYA HATAS/AND ALL HOES SETTIN UP NIGGAS AND LEAVIN EM FO DEAD/ITS DIRTY IN DA SOUTH AND I DON TOLD YA/WE RIDIN LIKE SOME MUTHAFUCKEN SOLDIERS/ WE DROPPIN OFF KEYS FROM HERE TA H-TOWN/BUT NIGGAS AINT BELIEVIN MASTER P PUT US DOWN/FROM LOUISIANA TO TEXAS /ROLLIN 300LX LEXUS/WITH GOLD GRILLS AND MOLASSES/LEAVIN HOES ON THEY ASSES/RUNNIN SHIT ON DA BLOCK /CAUSE WE SELLIN DEM ROCKS/MAN THIS SHIT IS HOT/IF YA LIKE IT OR NOT/ CAUSE YA ASS WILL GET BUSTED IF YA RUN IN OUR SPOT.........YEAH, THIS BE DA LADY PLAYYA STR8 OUTTA TEXAS...RUNNIN SHIT AND LOVIN IT....DONT COME TO DA SOUTH IF YA AINT BOUT IT BOUT IT AND ROWDY, ROWDY...YA HEARD ME....S.A.T....SAN ANTONIO TEXAS....HOUSTON TEXAS...PORT ARTHUR TEXAS...DALLAS TEXAS.....ALL IN DIS BITCH....STR8 REPREZENTIN AND RIDIN DIRTY....JUST SMOKE A MUTHAFUCKEN OPTIMO....THEN YOU K! NOW HOW WE FLOW........HOLLA AT YA
 

(name) Marlin Conwell(email) Tommyrealniga@webtv.net(sex) male(Url) N/a
(Freestyle flow) U say Dome Piece I say chrome piece Gats bustin niggas on the run eatin stiill cheatin fuck wit me for wrong reason Its pimp season Niggas on the west really dont know niggas on the east think they can blow but my flow liquid Have u sic wid it

(name) Marlin (email) Tommyrealniga@webtv.net(sex) male
(Freestyle flow) U wanna battle I dont think so yo Im the best there is at what I do (what you do god?) Detroy crus M c ass whippin No pipin no simpin Just me and you toe to toe grippin miciphones Mines crome yours plastic I m drastic when it come to Rap tactics You betta step sun before i stretch you like elastic Words strait from tha dome PIECE I realease Aint no peace u dun started something u cant finish Man What why u stop flowin U want me stop Hell naw Im to hot Take to the hoop like pippen My lyrics rippin Through u chest Ya vest wont help u U mentals is scarred forever I m to clever In lyrics we trust not in a gat to buss WHAT!!!!!!LOok for my album TOMMYREALNIIGGA REPPIN THE MIDWEST HARD NIGGA WHAT!!!!Oooo YEAH IT AINT OVER MUTHAFUCKA!!!!!1

(name) The Double(sex) I'm Not a Player....I Just " #$@!" A Lot
(Freestyle flow)
Tell me will I make it through catastrophies... Cause I'm feelin like I'm bukilin' to my knees... It's a breeze when your out the womb with a silver spoon in ya'mouth... Grab the governmental and I'm out... Who's the muthafucka that's gon' change the world...Tight like a curl... Sicker than some earl...It's the Double commin' with a verballistic twirl... Squeezin' life into the mic to make ya' bootie swirl...It's alright though... If you wanna rap along with the song...Cause it's on... Till the early break of dawn... And trip along with the Double cause he's crumbilin' the streets... And givin heat to niggas thinkin I was not complete so peep... I'm bout to be a freak just like Adina... Pumpin' a verb like semen into beats and now I'm seein'... Immaculate conception of a hit that's always wreckin'... Chances of a Rookie makin'cookies in this business........I'M JUST KEEPIN ITREAL

(name) Mystery(email) emerald12@worldnet.att.net(sex) human being
(Freestyle flow) fuck it I call your name out/ I don't want to battle I'm here to murder an mc lyrically/Verbally I give you complexs/ break ya neck wit a lyrical suplexs/ you wanna flex/ but you aint got no tech/Skills nigga/how could you call yourself real Tommy/after this rhyme/you go home crying to mommy/I drown you wit liquid lyrics like a tsunami/from Japan/fry your brain cells like eggs in a pan/so you a thug talking bout guns and shit/I read your lyrics and verbally you aint packing no arsonal/a hallmark mc wit just the fundamentals/your rhymes are elementary/while I got this battle locked like the penitentiary/I be legendary/ like an acura/drain your flows like a hiphop Dracula/I'm immacula no I meant Immaculate/I wrote this freestyle and didn't even concentrate/This victory was to simple/ Your rhymes are slept on like rip van wrinkle/I make you shrivel like testicles in cold water My rhymes are hotter/like lava melting down your whole infrastructure/shove my fist down your throat and find something to punctu! re/you made me come down a step/ from seven to six just to rhyme at your level/bury ya six feet under/ and still carry six times the intensity/shred you to peices like confetti/cuz my lyrics are sharp like a double egded machete/I'm your worst nightmare call me freddy/ I thought you were ready/sorry nigga real tommy your petty/like nickles and dimes/Back off this rap game you don t know how to rhyme/protect ya neck/I spel words inkorectly/cuz you don't deserve a spell check/like LL I eat eat eat eat mcs and for todat your my final feast/ Mystery marked your forehead wit the numder of the beast/REAT IN PEACE.

(name) glyflah(email) none(sex) como erectus(Url) venomous copahead
(Freestyle flow) I SLITHER IN BOTTOMLESS PITS,STRIKING THE NECK AND AND MAIN ARTERIES,MASTERED THE IRON SKIN SO ITS VANITY OF SCARING ME,LYRICALLY BLESSED ENTITY RHYME STYLE IS STILL EXCAVATED IN PHONECIA BY CURRENT M.C.'S IMAGINING, BATTLE THE SOBEREST STYLES STAGGERING,GERMAN BREWED HEINEKEN, STRAPPEDAROUND THE WASTE SO I LIVE TO SIN AND RYHME AGAIN ANXIOUS HEADS AWAITS MY ARRIVAL LIKE MARILYN MANSONS DESIRES FOR HIS REIGN IN GEHENNA.FREESTYLE 101 GLYF ADVISES FOR BEGINNERS. ILL SHALOM VENEMOUS COPA HEAD ROLL ON WATER NIGGAS LIKE AQUATRED OPPOSITION WILL ALWAYS LACK PROPER AMUNITION FOR THIS GgOD TO STOP INSTEAD. GLYFLAH(EXCERT TOOKEN FROM "VENEMOUS COPAHEAD")

(name) WITCHDOCTOR (email) SFORD@DYCON.COM (sex) MALE (Url) members.wbs.net/homepages/d/o/w/downtown452.html
(Freestyle flow) yo lyrically I vadelize mc's thru da circumferece angle as I walk thru yo apartments cuzing mad shit yall muthafuckaz don't seem ta understand my team is thick witchdoctor coming str8 out da forest yeah dat soilder of magnolia ready 2 attack hittin crabz with a combo like dat eviroment with fenes are like WU-GOLLOTINE we stand on block,where it's hot fuck da cops buck at da pork chops dem gay ass pigz

(name) Jon(email) tyrawow@hotmail.com(sex) male
(Freestyle flow) Yo , I got the ball and I'm lookin' at tha basket bust a move on you make you look like you in a casket You was ankled so hard that you can only chase I pull up on your team and shoot it in they face I got more game than Mike on a hot day I can even make Reggie scared of my J Yo , I'm not as fast as friggin ' Maurice Greene Its all good , cuz I don't need a squad , I'm my own dream Team Make you look like a bitch , cuz you can't handle dis I'm the illest baller alive just like rap and Canibus

(name) Dan FInch(email) dfinch@uiuc.edu(sex) male, 100% (Url) http://students.uiuc.edu/~dfinch
(Freestyle flow) bitch as freestylers can't flow with me got that dan finch butter like you wanna begot the cash and the weed got the beer and the seed. Fucking all night at my place, pub 204 All the green street hustlers, we all one race.And so next time you ignore, fuck you.Next time you pass byfuck you.I'll be hippin the hop, fuckin the rest, killing the shit,and givin any.Ain't no dmx, got no dogs, ain't no bitch, ain't no hog.For that last shout out that I'll scream tonight, riz git your shit straight or get outta sight.peace to the green street nation. all love.

(name) KonKrete(email) mmight1@uic.edu(sex) male(Freestyle flow) it's free time/lyrics will rise like sunshine/one of a kind/with unique flows that defeat foes/dont run with a cru,tho'/just a pad and pen/and beats that blend/no great pretend/i rather contend/for peace and respect/fight for a mic to wreck/buckin' cats with this lyrical tech/meet the verbatect/constantly plannin' and buildin'/scratch bullshit rhimes/gatorade flows i'm yieldin'

(name) Lauren(email) StarrDustL@aol.com(sex) female
(Freestyle flow)see what you think: i'll throw your rhymes out at angles like rainbows to prizms/draw strength from eternal skills and infinite wisdom/while you rely on loose beats and weka hooks/i give you knowledge you can't find in library books/drop rhymes potent like bombs to hiroshima/shit strong like henny you're still weak like a zima/like parkay, your shit is fake though you try to come real/but my rhymes like prophecies the truth i reveal/don't even try to break down this strong construction/my domain's protected, immune to destruction/your words i deflect, your thoughts have been read/i'm quite alive son/you're just pronounced dead.. (name) propane(email) da jdee@followme.com(sex) male(Freestyle flow) yo, yo, yo this is code blue watch behind u, warfare is here, protect ur ear, from lyrical genocide things gettin ugly like mr hyde, Experiment gone wrong chop up ur arm leaving u fucin paralize u must realize that ur mindz weak like ur fucin rhymez. ur internal organz on the floor, WHAT? ur comin back 4 mor, my lyrics sharper than the blade on ur fucin swor, piercing ear drumz all over the slumz, knock u back to a different time zone where it wuz and still iz a warzone, soak this shit up son and get ur self a new microphone.

(name) Young Moe(email) youngmoe_41510@hotmail.com(Freestyle flow) You wanna battle,yo, put yo microphone back in your holster/ya way outta place like a g-string on Oprah/I hope ya... model your whole style on me/blow the fuck up & let the world think you an emcee/like Lao-Tzu I was jus born to teach/success ain't in my views cuz sixteen still hard to reach/ show dis to ya mom,ya boy,ya crew & peep their reaction/me & the mic and our fatal attraction/then I'll take you on trips wit no destination/rap my only stimulation, thought is mental masterbation
 
 

(name) Shogun GENERAL aka Galvatron(email) loneswordsman98@yahoo (sex) 18 male(Url) www.oocities.org(Freestyle flow) @@@@@@@@@shogun gen@@@@@@@@@@Dantai!!!!!!!!!!Banzai be the war cry like inferno fire sparks the eyespeeped your game long time like goverment spies your surrounded by treesbut from now on Dark skiesbring on the storm of U.N.I.cron Galvatronyour 1/3rd of a man n*gg@ i'm 38 strongsound the alarm sho is as calm as sadamI drop napalm bombs on pawnslike Jason John the wars on n*gg@ come battle my fleetouzzi style battle technique like stampeding cattle bullets rattle your jeepif that's the throne son get the F**K outta my seatGalvatron take you on 7 days outta the week on stage or concreteset off a bomb beatcons get sweaty palms when the don's meet retreat ain't an option for tron's fleet defeat comes to fools when they gw'on speak I've yet to reach my lyrical dantes peakshut down your computer if it can't take the heat((((((((ka-boom)))))))))))shogun gen representin" the royal mount Montreal babybrought forth from the northfreestyle in ya area

(name) SHAHH(email) SHAHH@juno.com(sex) Male(Freestyle flow) spttin' lyrical styales that'll make you run for miles at a time my rhymes rip wack emcees into the ground this mystik sound come up from the ground and surround your whole camp, you need to lay your head down and recant and repent my time is well spent. I never bust a written when I freestyle rhyme, always from the top of the dome just rewind your mind and understand my lines of spiritual sickness yo my soul is one of the quickest to ever step up on the track a lot of emcees they be snackin of this rhyme that means that you be bitin' and writin' then putting it out this is a staight freestyle son so get the fuc@ out!

(name) Q- Infinit(email) 164141@ef.ev.maricopa.edu(sex) Male(Freestyle flow) Believe that:I got more flows than p!ss... I bust you in the eye so that you know who this is Ain't nobody in the world matter more than my wiz,Peep game when I rip this, All wack MC's on my hit list,Mad cuz you born deformed and ya friends call you "Dickless",As if I was a hostage I be hungry, So sick kids with AIDS be scared as hell to touch me,I bust the... Freestyles from the top of my head like a haircut, You wanna step, let's battle, what?Microphones I bless like KRS, Rhymes innovate but they could penetrate to rip through ya vest...And ya chest, Anybody tryna be the best..You wanna test?Eff that, Can't nobody come half as fat,in this rap sh!t, I bring styles that be mad disastrous,End that with a period, eff that asterisk, Catch me goin platinum while you plastic...

(name) Earth Tone(email) Mfiason@erols.com(sex) male (Url) http://members.theglobe.com/faisonfamily/jump.html(Freestyle flow) incredibly, for the first burstI'm cool like Herc A throw back to them old rap stylesfor what it's worth my worth is 5 billion as I cover the earth cause chiken head to stretch their necks to peep my work mental stamina's the formula while programming the tech box to send flows for miles and miles I compound the the damage to the grey matter of amateurs beefin after defeats from me puttin it downI get inside your system like intel control body and soul hell, I give and take life from all MC's like KRS "I am Hip hop"for explanation check the Blazeyou shouldn't be amazed "you know my steez!"I end this shit, push button linksthese verbal hijinks made kineticfor you to peruse my rhetoricIn love, with this hip Hop shit, and hope to better thisfreestyle forum though not the best I'm more than norm

(name) Guillaum Lafayette(email) Dancardan@hotmail.com(sex) Male (Url) http://www.oocities.org/soho/square/7091/cru.html(Freestyle flow) Yo check it the untamed freestyle/lay it down style while I go against the grain/forever I changethe thoughts of emcees wit the context that contains paranormal paragraphsflow impecable/style is blunted treez wit lyrics held together longer thanthe isley's/while I'm pedalin the amplifyed verbals that start tremblin/my mind stay loaded/often times used like an emblem/the wordsunify to intensify fake emcees agian spitting you ain't getting nadda/whileI'm beating fake niggas down like your father/wit the on point battle style to lock you in a fixed postion that breaks you down wit out protection so your skin start blisterin fuck fake emcees style/it's the dragon that I'm entering/wit the fury from the fist that I'm delivering/old like chinese when My connections start the mirror to mirror imaging/wit the style that I infused/my thoughts paint a heavy picture when the power becomes squared and hit you 2 times 2 is the force that I extrude.