Beatbox Freestyle

My rhyme skills are organic
Push the panic button
You be frantic
But in fact you see the way I'm not no panty antic
I let the camp kids feel hip hop
They think it's just a bunch of people with the stuff to drip drugs
Not me I come with a hardcore underground sound
Coming like a theory unbound peace underground
The contingent cemetery but whole preliminary
Insists it that I rock it when it's necessary

I just go on my own beatbox drop shots
To rock to leave the earth clock
Apocalyptic views points
But you see the way that I'm pumped on very few joints
Beatboxing to my own voice
Is kind of what is disappearing but I have no choice
With the bending the space time continuum
The fact is like conflictive panic test
Is trying to fill or preserve the vintagism
Standing ovations of lyrical demonstrations
Of mass production of this demonstration
Of the devastating effects of those that try to come
And leave it completely erect
But when I said I'd drop them and resurrect

Microphone check one two
Put This record on my nerves so my voice is beat
We can go all day long with rhyme styles
These is hits like King Kong all day
So when you see I'm dropping to these rhymes
And just coming with a spacetime continuum binds
It's like with the internet connects
In fact that when you build it
When you build a burning mic check
It's like a rack mount system
I turn your brace up to pulse eighty and your rhythms

Come with a burp in fact the way you just dispersed
From the herbs and spice
Trying to come unfresh and unheard-of
But you feel the way that your crew is getting served up
But you probably deserve the way you got hurt
Completely turned out your soul
You're not even worth all the clout
But you need to sit up here and stop to realize
With the freestyle for algorithm thought like formaldehyde
To keep the undead fresh and even when they break in

I underground represent the crew of backpackers
Who carry white chees'ems
And eat them like they're snack crackers
With a cheesy taste of flavor
With an afterburner taste that I make sure that I savor
Coming with crash test dummies
In fact I have the rhymes that will make your brain feel numbing
Turn your brain cells into slight gumming
But you don't understand that cuz you're too busy running



Credits
Writer(s): Eric The Madman Doe
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link