Dj Unknown & Mekalek - Rare Species Freestyle

[Intro: Apathy talking]

(Yo) yeah, yo. I don't know what song I'm gonna do (check)

But my man Unknown told me to rip this motherfucker

(Yo Apathy), so I'm gonna rip this motherfucker

[Verse 1: Apathy]

I ain't the type to trick for chicks or lick their clits

I make 'em grip the dick in the whip and strip for chips

Treat a bitch like a foe, givin' hoes no doe

With pros I never snooze, I consume No-Doz

If they're poppin' that trash then I'm droppin' 'em fast

Then put 'em in a body cast with an oxygen mask

I'm the bitch whipper, clip gripper, chick sticker, clit licker

Sip liquor, spit quicker, flip sicker, scrips ricochet, hit a brick

Stray bullet split tips of those Bics that you grip when you writin' wack shit

I can split molecules like the body of blunts

And karate punch you punks leave your bodies in chunks

I char flesh and scar chests like porn stars breasts

To find a squad that could test, you're hard pressed

I'll spit a rap to knock mics out like little mac

And fit a little metal cap right inside your fitted cap

If you spit again I'm slippin' in your little sister's school

And have her sniffin' Ritalin and make her grab my dick again

And stick it in until I split that little kinky bitch in two

And you ain't eve seen my finishin' move

[Chorus: Scratch]

[Big L:] "Rap game heavy hitters"

[Genius/GZA 'Breaker, Breaker':] "The outcome is critical"

[Pete Rock & CL Smooth 'They Reminisce Over You':] "My God"

[Verse 2: Celph Titled]

Don't even ask for me

Go ahead and ask for "Trouble"

I'm known to push back wigs and pull the extensions on your chick

Unknown & Mek asked me to spit some shit

So I calculated the accurate style to come with

You better be fully equipped with equipment

That's powerful enough to polarize the Earth and bend it

Off it's axis

My acronym is a mystery

My arch nemesis is shooken, can't even look at me

Start the day right

Bullets and milk is my breakfast

I fuck the type of bitches that make Dolly Parton look breastless

This is the raw nigga rap shit

With incredible action and drama, my suspenseful persona

Is honored among thieves, so son please

You can get your guns even

And suck on these M1's that's heat seakin'

The Celph Titled legacy will live long

I put planets on my back and hold quasars in my palm

Fuck a laxative I'll beat the shit out you

And if you a pregnant bitch I'll beat the kid out you

I hope your headphones are airbag efficient

Cause when I drop science the impact is imminent

[Chorus: Scratch]

[Big L:] "Rap game heavy hitters"

[Genius/GZA 'Breaker, Breaker':] "The outcome is critical"

[Pete Rock & CL Smooth 'They Reminisce Over You':] "My God"

[Verse 3: Grafh]

Guess who?

Don't guess you

No one meant you or the homo's that co-defend you

I hope it offends you

I'm on the low with the hoes that I sex through

I could have got your sister pregnant

You wouldn't know I know your nephew

Gangsta

Banger automatic mode, tec shoot

I don't care if it's beef with the clique, I'm goin' to get you

I'm goin' against you and everything that you 'bout

And every nigga that be bringin' you out

Fuck 'em

Fuck their label

Not signed yet? Then fuck your block

Suck my cock, I'm next

No, AT&T, I reach out and touch, nah next

I reach out and bust my nine X

That's why smart niggas elevate they mind

And dumb niggas get slugs in 'em that'll elevate they mind

Slugs in they back that'll elevate they spine

Lift their chain over their face and elevate they shine

Once they faint, elevate they shine

Without they ice grill they pussy, but with their game face they fine

That's why I add my two cents and loose change they mind

And take every game face they find and un-thug it

You got a mic in The Source, I un-plug it

If you don't like it when I fight with the four then run from it, dick