Nothing Is Stopping You Freestyle (Live)

Blackwood again.. Whats stoppin YOU? Whats stoppin YOU? Tah...tah..turn upp Hahahaha Back on dis thing once again It's been a minute but... Shitttt Im comin back harder Turn up... turn up... turn up Verse 1 It started out Sittin on da couch I darted out Reminiscin on the rhymes that I thought about Murderin beef in my rhyme book Call It a slaughterhouse Back in 6th grade The master sensei Of rappin this way Spectacular wit the vernacular And Steady packin a rap in the back I was tryna go platinum this way Enlightening minds in my prime smokin pine writin frightenin shit Ima show u how triflin I can get I ain't hypin it I ain't lyin.. If I do I'll be fryin quick From the lightenin rod strikin nice On my right side Mightve been Way before i could get outta sight of it Knowing god damn well That's the side With the hand I was writin wit My double entendres remind ya Of how eminem Had extended his sentences wildly Compiled of synonyms & kickin em like karate Lookin up to Bone Thugs, Em, and Twista Showin niggas no love u get da picture? I fixed my wrist to Get a vicious twist of mischief Mixed in With the pen to get ya Bitch my shit done tipped the Richter Finna rip and Flip ya quick no gymnast witcha Then I'll get cha bitch and strip her Dick her quicker Kick her Shit nigga Im da bitch dismisser GETCHA niggas hit wit missiles Spit from pistols Whipped initial-ly My g's will sneak to get chu Reekin-from-this-sweet hennessey.. My mentals in hd.. Can u see the visual?? Ugh...........damn Turn up Turn up Wooohh Wooohh Wooohh Wooohh Bang bang Hahahha Slight work Slight work Slight work Sl..slight work Just a lil warm up U hear me? Blackwood I GOT em (Breathing patterns till beat fades...)