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letra de iceburg™ gimmicks - ajfreeney

the following is a selection of my best gimmick bars but this has not been released as a proper song it’s just free verse and exists just in case of the small possibility that an actual rapper comes up with the same bars as i do so that i can say i came up with it first. some of the flows don’t work yet on a regular beat, and i will update them when i sort them out, but the ones that do are between 125 and 100 bpm

i haven’t tagged anyone in it so, hopefully, it won’t ever be discovered but if it is, please don’t take it down just pretend you never saw it

[verse 1: ]
her body was fake like d h gate
i’m real like gourmet, call us kim and kanye
the opinion from my mate, he said it was bait
we had so much white you could pull out a sleigh
i finished off my sprite and told my girl “ight, okay
if i don’t wet your apet-te you can just listen to me spray
i told her i was bi but we still smashed like melee

[verse 2: ]
so many sweet bars i’ll give these p-ss-es type two
i’m a little rascal call me pet-ts filous
rappers asking for a clash and i’d really like to
i’ll even ride through, with my nike shoes on my bike too
i might drool, cos i got too many to reply to
to say goodbye to, i’m quite rude but polite too
i’ll take ’em back to high school
so don’t act up or i’ll fight you
i’m a god like poseidon or zeus
i’m more focused when i’m high on zoots

[verse 3: ]
you’ll see him on the block he will be dripping in north face
ask him wagwan he’ll say he’s skipping his court case
and i’m pretty sure i saw him shipping imports straight
to the criminal law place
and admitting his poor waste
of the talents that god gave
got caught stealing hearts and queen tarts like the nave on a summer’s day
his gun did the talking but he still thought he was brave

[verse 4: ]
i’ll lock off this drama
these pagans are rada
they only do cuts in the barbers
some are just teens and already fathers
i wake up in the morning get out my pyjamas
i’ll pack a few bags like a farmer
hit the booth and spit just like a llama
they wait for my return like karma
i stay prayed up god is my armour

[verse 5: ]
true-say i’m not fly like emirates
but i get the women that are bad like maleficent
i might not be benevolent
wanna get political i’ll clap all your delegates
all they say is irrelevant
top striker like lukaku when he played for everton
i can keep this sh-t up all day cos it’s effortless
i’m the king on high like everest
work all day and all night i can’t ever rest
and i’m still the best
banging on my chest don’t need a bulletproof vest cos i’m blessed
by i digress, let me spit some pk fire like i’m ness
punch through walls for 20 years like i’m tigress
you’ll find that ignorance is bliss if you’ve never used the dome like this
chat all that sh-t you’ll get blacklisted
microphone champion you’ll see my greatest hits
you break records and i’m not talking guinness
and i’m nosy but i’m not in your business
i’ll be making so many ks they can call me kris
gunna have plaques without visiting the dentist
i live in the present cos i’m f-cking gifted
got bad karma for the things that i’ve shifted
i murder kings like the bolsheviks
pick ’em apart like chairman mao with some chopsticks

[verse 6: ]
i’m a top striker i don’t need to use a mitre
moving like tiger woods when i took out the driver
control them with my riddims you can call me pied piper
got so many bars when i freestyle it’s a f-cking cypher
i’ll send some k!ller shots straight to your dome like i’m a sniper

[verse 7: ]
i’ve been carrying these people like a ford galaxy
great scott can vouch that their bars are a travesty
tie your dollars up i’ll sign if you call me majesty
don’t move to me at the weekend cos that’s just blasphemy
some of these man put in no work thinking money grows ’round trees like fruit pastilles
when i spit my bars it’s never casual
burn anything that’s flammable
that’s what i call the -rs-nal
the way i spit my bars makes them think i’m supernatural
it’s all just the emmanuel

[verse 8: ]
anyone calls shots trust me it will be a vs
click the cartridge in the slot like a ds
clap man down if he’s talking some bs
i rule like caesar, bars explosive, cs
i met a fit girl when i visited the es
her body so good i lasted five then needed a rest
she tried to call 0117 like ts
i told her that’s bristol not reading
every time i go out she asks where i’m heading
and i’m pretty sure she tryna plan our wedding
i need to be careful where i’m treading

[verse 9: ]
the blue pill just don’t agree with me i wish that i could take it
most of them man act bad but they fake it
make them walk worried like a clay pit
take the gelato back home and i bake it
people notice me on the streets and i hate
i’m joking, i love the attention
i’ll be doing this forever so i won’t need a pension
rappers desperate for a mention
say they got the vision but they’re dreaming like inception
don’t work so their bars stay behind like detention

[verse 10: ]
don’t try test me like edexcel
if you haven’t done your homework you’ll be taking an l
and i’ll blaze up your whole f-cking squad like marcel
white girl sniffing like there’s a funny smell
they all look at me but i’m like, “that’s not what i sell.”
i stay close to my clientele, when i run the cartel
i can tell that certain personnel think i should be living in a cell
but i don’t dwell

[verse 11: ]
don’t respect gang signs over cosines cos that’s just a tangent
i look like a ghost and without floating in a phantom
bad b with a big back like we just doing tandem
crash a dead party when i roll with the mandem
they say they wanna be rich i ask them “what’s the plan then?”

[verse 12: ]
exploring the op-block you can call me dora
bad b from liverpool she asked me what’s an aura
got mandem in tottenham, they’re waving blue flags like an army they follow the torah
even if you start off three points ahead i’ll score a hatrick like you can call me moura
got sellers in france and buyers in spain i’ll meet them in the middle andorra
the only thing you got left in their banks is some hope like your name is pandora
they wanna know how i do this from the dome i tell ’em search that sh-t on quora

[verse 13: ]
i like my beef rare like banjo and kazooie
when it arrives i chop a man up like ratatouille
they wanna be like me-e-e like king louis
when the revolution’s over they be acting like they knew me
they talk about money but they don’t do p
i just think it’s funny, i’m like a playboy with my mansion filled with bunnies
she said she is a vegan but she always calls me honey

[verse 14: ]
sipping beer before i roll that’s how i smoke the bud wiser
religious people stick to appletiser
in the other corner they’re cutting horse tranquilizer
i stay in the middle cos that’s wiser
hanging with my german dons their give me the real shizer
respect me like an emperor they calling me the kaiser
i’m a business on my own without advisors
big names pull me off a bench for the equaliser

[verse 15: ]
these man are tryna move like control shift n
i delete all my history when i pick up a pen
can’t turn back time in this war like raiden
think you’re special i spar with ryu like i’m ken
grade a bars them man stay c like gwen
every day i give thanks to the lord god amen

[verse 16: ]
true-say i’m not fly like feather
but i’m a karate kid i’ll never say never
you say that you’re a man not a mouse but you chat about getting caught in the trap chasing cheddar
yeah my forehead’s bad for getting head but in the corner i can score from a header

[verse 17: ]
my french mate eti had bought a couple players but i’m not a man city fan
stack ’em up in rubber bands
walk around the block like i’m a farmer checking on my land
make no losses it’s all part of the plan

[verse 18: ]
always come in hard like matt when we sports
my lawyers like sharapova calling shots in the court
when he throws down they run away just like an airport
the opposition bang shots in the air and get caught

[verse 19: ]
fanta grape and cardi’s what you’ll always see me sipping
i don’t wanna brawl cos i can see you’re f-cking tripping
i don’t need a cut but i deserve a little clipping

[verse 20: ]
i’ve only scratched the surface and it’s not a f-cking m-ssage
i’m the dictator of bars, make my enemies stand by a brick wall and hit hard, that’s what i call a punchline
i never turn up on time just like the white rabbit
i can’t spell for nothing i don’t do f-cking magic
toss these words around in my head like a salad
i can do a freestyle or a banger or a balad
other man can’t keep up they ain’t got the talent
i could clash with all of them and it wouldn’t be a challenge
i’ve unlocked every achievement in this game i went platinum
rappers asking me if they can feature on my alb-m
cos when i drop a project it’s cold like a magnum
i’m white chocolate, i’m already out of the closet
the trends move with me cos i predict them like a prophet
you chat sh-t like a sophist, only care about your pocket
i told them i’d deliver and i never break a promise
bad b looking like a goddess, and she’s far from modest like mia khalifa
i’m blowing up just like a creeper
bars so sick and so quick it’s diarrhoea
i’m not built yet got a flat-pack just like ikea
you’re kind of like visa, you take all the credit for all my good ideas

- ajfreeney

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