i just flipped the best freestyle in the history of hip hop.10 minutes strait.it was like some kind of multidimensional rap seyonce.aaahhh,yall probably think he's losing it again.

Right on man, its great when it just flows like water and it rarely happens but when it does its like woah! Did i just do that and i wish i recorded it. First time that happened to me i was at a house party in Brooklyn, doing gravity bong hits in the bathroom tub with a bunch of dudes crammed in beatboxing and i just flowed forever and everything made sense and connected perfectly.
I dont think your losing it, i feel you.

lol..yea,it's really a spiritual thing at times--like i'll have absolutely no idea what one,two or 3 words/syllables i'm gonna rhyme with my last 2/3 or whatever,and at the last second it'll just come out my mouth,with the words not even being in my head-it's like they're literally forced out of my mouth by some other force,involutarilly,lol.almost like someones helping you out,pulling your strings a little,you know?this only happens to me at certain times,when i'm really on a higher plain mentally-which obviously i have to be careful with,cause it can go too far for me..but when it happens it just blows my mind,it's like you're channeling spirits,both dead & alive...crazy shit..but i guarantee you if i woulda turned on my phone to try and record it on video or something,my lines woulda completely fell off...cause it no longer woulda been just me and my higher power(s)..rapping,singing,writing,can be like prayers & spiritual ritual..just cause it's dope as hell doesn't mean it needs to be,or should be heard by anyone else.....peace spring

Your totally right about the spirits man. Like, as soon as you try and record it, they all jump ship. I think it might have a little to do with tapping into your subconscious mind which probably has a lot more data stored in there than your consciousness is even aware of. I've been taking these alpha brain pills, cognitive enhancement supplements, and they have been giving me the most insane dreams. I rarely get a good nights sleep but when I take 2 before I sleep, it's wild. Ive made amends with so many people from my past just in my dreams all within the few months I've been taking it. Don't mean to drift off the topic but I'm working my way back around. It just made me realize that my head has a lot more in it than I'm aware of, shit I thought I forgot is still in there. So when it comes to these unbelievable moments of free styling and connecting words and phrases, i think that you sort of open up your database and dig a little deeper into it, pulling out all types of combinations that you may never have rhymed before. Like a new style of flowing, which I enjoy doing a lot. Rhyming differently since I hatemy voice. Id try to pull of some sadatx type style, then switch to some Philly black thought cohesive style then back to some el- p all over the place shit and see what I can do with each. Like a game. But these rare occasions when it all comes together and I can do it non stop forever, those are the times where I feel like a master of my craft, like I've spent 10 thousand hours doing it.

lol,i was just doing the same shit...my schitzo(or not,who knows) ass actually gets to the point where i feel like i'm telepahically communicating with cats,lol..i laugh iit off,cause i can't allow myself to take it too seriously,or my brain explodes..but in reality,i've heard a lot of m.c.'s and of course spiritualists or whatever talk about communicating telepathically..and it's really not just lip service--but when u have overactive brain activity like people like me,you gotta tell yourself it's all in your head..which reminds me of my del story-i spent a weekend in independence missouri a few years ago right after being released froma jail in grandview missouri-i met this chick on the transport bus,lol,and went to her spot,ended up leaving with her roomate to come stay with me(yea i know i have no idea how that was pulled off,probably cause they were all out of their minds on meth,and independence is the meth capitol of the us,lol)-but the whole weekend,out of nowhere i started hearing dels voice in my head,rapping to me..not talking just rapping-they werent my thoughts,not my words,def not my voice...& its not like i had heard any of his music in forever,i mean i had just got out,and none of these kids listened to any hip hop....anyway,3 days of hearing del spitting in my head---i finally get back home to kc,with that chick--i open the door to my appt-my boom box had been on the whole time-and right as i open the door,i mean right as i open the door-- "aaahhhhh finally,someone let me out of my cage,time for me is nothing so i'm counting no age...i'm good at repairs,you shouldn't be scared,i'm under each snare,intangible,bet you didnt think so i command you to-panaramic view,look-i'll make it all manageable..chicks & dudes who you think is really kickin tunes-picture you gettin down in a picture tube,like you lived a few...-fictional-maybe- a spiritual hero who appears in you when your too crazy...i put you on the hype shit,you like it ..you psychic amongst those,posess you with one dose dose.......i did all this--so you can survive-when law is lawless...no squeelin--remember it is all in your head...."" ha ha,swear to god almighty this is exactly what happened,it was so crazy i thought it was some kind of live performance,like he took over the airwaves to get at me or some shit,lol...but that new gorillaz joint just happened to come on right as i opened the door--or should i say dels verse came in right when i opened the door--and if you listen to the song,the way his voice fades in matches perfectly with opening a door,lol....i dont know,i got mad simmilar stories,but this is easilly the most vivid,right in front of my eyes-and someone elses eyes--proof that theres so much more going on spiritually,mentally,and physically too,that we have little to no grasp over...easilly one of the best memories of my life,though i'll never understand it...i should add that i just gone thru months of being harrassed by cops,being taken to jail for little dumb shit they didnt have to take me in for,handcuffed for 24 hours tom a toilet,etc..all while i was going thru whats known as a 'manic" episode" shit was just completely insane--i even got arrested for attempted arson when this crackhead at my building set the complex on fire-i got blamed for it--put on fucking fox news as a suspect..and then released the next day,then,for some reason,the bloods(pirus) that lived in the building were monitoring the halls with guns,knives & shit,but wouldn't tell me whatb was up-just told me to stay in my appt,like they were protecting me or some shit...wtfuckingfuck..the crazy thing is it was actually on all the news stations--2004--in kc,but nobody has it in their archives,and it doesn't come up on google or anything...sorry,talk about drifing off topic..oh well-as ill green once told me-once it's on the net,its always there in some form,guess it makes me feel safer to get that kinda shit off my chest.but yea,bad times,especially with all the random people that just kept popping into my life out of nowhere acting like my best friend...or actually meeting a couple real cats that ended up murdered a couple months later

what is that gorrilaz shit called happy inc?sunshine in a bag?i don't know,lol,bout to check it havent heard it in a while

i need to check out these alpha brain pills,maybe theres a 3rd side of the brain we dont know about,i'm pretty sure i already use the both sides they tell us we only use one at a time or whateverthefuck boobooheads

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yea i cant afford it either probably,spring is like an ultra professional web/graphic dessigner,like designing actual computer generated graphics or something right?but it's good for add or something?does it work in any way like adderall?i miss my adderall,happiness in a bottle without the side effects of meth in your amphetimine.

Yup, I listen to the rogan podcast everyday. And the Joey Diaz and death squad too. With the alpha brain, that shit is expensive even with my salary. But I got the craziest dreams. I resolved an issue with my cousin who is in jail but it was an issue that wasn't really something I'd confront him about. He would always get me into shit growing up hanging with him. Almost go shot a few times and was an accomplice to robbery and didn't know it, kinda shit. In the dream I told him all about it and yellin and screaming. He apologized and I felt like I could lay it to rest. Ina fucking dream. Another series was even crazier about my ex that extended over like 5 nights of sleep.
The concentration thing, kinda happened but I haven't taken em for an extended period of time. Just the 30 pills then id hold out for a month then order more.
Back to a.d.!!!
Thanks for sharing. Don't think you wrote it all for nothing tho it was a fucking novel, we got a lot in common I think. I don't have the mental health problems I assume your dealing with or were dealing with at the time but a few years back I had a thyroid issue that went bezek. I wasn't taking the pills ( beta blockers) they prescribed me cause I wasn't used to taking pills and didn't know the severity of not taking them. My brain went to a weird place tho. For a while I kept thinking the tv was talking to me. Like I'd be watching an episode of fresh prince and out of nowhere, will smith would pause and look might at me through the screen and make a face like he was trying to tell me something, then it would go back to the show. Happened a shit ton of times with that show anid Seinfeld and some commercials. I couldn't read the numbers on a digital clock cause the numbers were all screwed up. I kept reading medical books and though I had every illness. I though my dog was lpossessed by the spirit of my grandma and was trying to tell me something. I actually let him off the leash and he ran away but I thought he I was doing my grandma a favor by not keeping a leash on her, but in actuality it was just my dog. We got him back tho.
I talked to this chick who I knew from Toronto, who I'd met when I was in school in ny. I told her I wanted to visit and she was all enthusiastic so she said come whenever. I took it as a right now kinda thing and hopped on the greyhound bus that day, from Philly on my way to Toronto. At the bus station, some dude asked me for money, some bum. I gave him my mini disc player, brand new, cause I thought I was being like Jesus breaking bread with a stranger in need. Crazy shit! Got on the bus and everyone looked like spirits, wide eyes and pale. Scary as fuck.
There was a layover in ny. So I'm in port authority talking to bums who knew my name. One woman on an escalator going down while I was going up, whispered "you gotta get to Toronto Hasan". Didn't even know her and she said my name. When I went outside to times square, I freaked out and went back into the terminal. Finally ended up in Syracuse at some carousel mall cause the bus had another layover. I saw the mall when the bus got off the highway and because I used to work at a camp called carousel house in Philly, I thought this mall was my calling. Went to the mall and in the parking lot I saw a guy who looked like someone I knew in ny. I ran to his car screaming and leaned in the window to give him a hug. Totally was not the guy I thought and I just said sorry and went into the mall and ended up in best buy. Standing in the stereo section and a black dude was like " the cops in here lookin for someone". They were looking for me. They asked me to come outside. The guy in the car identified me and I was put in the back of the cop car. They said that he told em that I pulled him from his car, got in his car drove around the parking lot and got out. I didn't know how to drive at the time and none of that story was true. Still, I was arrested and put in the city jail. Was in there for 7 days. 5 of em I couldn't make a phone call cause they didn't have my ss number in the system so I finally got some old dude who was just booked to dial my number, called my moms and she got me out in 2 days.
Started taking those fucking mess after that and I think it all was a manic episode because my hyperthyroidism was on the fritz. But I was on an acid/mushroom trip that I couldn't turn off. I felt like I was an ambient being and the world was guiding me somewhere but really I was just on a wild ride of brainwaves.
Never made it to toronto.
Oh, and I'm an animator. Got me a gig in San Francisco. Been here for 7 months and it's my first time over on the west. A.d. You in Seattle right? Or somewhere upw there, Portland?

Oh, and that gorillas track was like the hit they had when they came out with all those cool ass videos. And del was the funkiest ghost robot think. I remember the one video that looked like a pinball machine sorta thing. All white and I think del was in that one too.
Clint Eastwood, that's it. Sunshine in a bag. That was a catchy song and a cool ass video.
To YouTube!!!

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If your skinny as fuck with a thick ass neck and buldging eyes, get checked. Duncan trussel is funny as shit. But joey diaz takes the cake. Powerful dude.

a chime in on the freestyling topic. a coworker of mine was telling me about this book she was reading about creativity. and there was this study done on jazz musicians, they are able to turn off this certain part of their brain while soloing. this part of your brain is apparently the part that keeps you from randomly saying the first off topic thing in your head while in a conversation. i always wondered if you did the same study with a bunch of mad freestyle heads, dudes like aceyalone and doseone and all the project blowed dudes if you'd find they all had the same ability.
a little aside apparently there is some connection to that same part of the brain and bipolar disorder.

Thats really interesting. Maybe people tourettes syndrome also have this ability but in a more spastic way and involuntary. Yet they lack a certain brain functionality which makes them able to spit off sidebars. I wonder what an MC with tourettes sounds like.