image, getting the best beats, and making money, but what about the simple joys of developing your own sound and learning how to come up with unique lyrics on the fly? How do you even start that process? Rappers can learn how to freestyle in a variety of different ways. Some do crazy things like studying dictionaries and thesauruses until they have enough words ready to flow in their arsenal. Some study particular freestyle rapper favorites and mimic their flow and message to practice freestyling. Some just go to Youtube and play "type beats" until something that sounds decent eventually comes out of their mouths.  Related Post: Tongue Twisters For Singers And Rappers There is no wrong way to learn to freestyle, but a few tips and tricks can help you along the way. One of the best things to do at the beginning stages when you are trying to find your own sound and style is to practice your freestyle flow with some sample lyrics and see where it takes your creativity.  Freestyle Lyrics About Love Shorty, I'm there for you anytime you need me For real, girl, it's me in your world, believe me Nothin' make a man feel better than a woman Queen with a crown that be down for whatever There are few things that's forever, my lady We can make war or make babies Back when I was nothin' You made a brother feel like he was something That's why I'm with you to this day, boo, no frontin' Even when the skies were gray You would rub me on my back and say baby it'll be okay Now that's real to a brother like me, baby Never ever give my p*ssy away and keep it tight, aight? And I'ma walk these dogs so we can live In a fat ass crib with thousands of kids Word life, you don't need a ring to be my wife Just be there for me I'm gon' make sure we Be livin' in the fucking lap of luxury I'm realizing that ya didn't have to f*ck with me But ya did, now I'm going all-out kid And I got mad love to give, you my n*gga  I got a Love Jones for your body and your skin tone Five minutes alone I'm already on the bone Plus I love the fact you got a mind of your own No need to shop around you got the good shit at home Even if I'm locked up North you in the world Rockin' three-fourths of cloth never showin' your stuff off, boo It be true me for you, that's how it is I can be your Knower, you can be my Wiz Then I can be your sun, you can be my earth Resurrect the God through birth Best believe - "All I Need" - Method Man   Freestyle Lyrics About Family  Yo, dwellin' in the past, flashbacks when I was young Whoever thought that I'd have a baby girl and three sons I'm goin' through this difficult stage I find it hard to believe Why my old Earth had so many seeds But she's an old woman, and due to me I respect that I saw life for what it's really worth and took a step back Family ain't family no more, we used to play ball Eggs after school, eat grits cause we was poor Grab the pliers for the channel, fix the hanger on the TV Rockin each other's pants to school wasn't easy We survived winters, snotty-nosed with no coats We kept it real, but the older brother still had jokes Sadly, daddy left me at the age of six I didn't know nothing but mommy neatly packed his sh*t She cried, and grandma held the family down I guess mommy wasn't strong enough, she just went down Check it, fifteen of us in a three-bedroom apartment Roaches everywhere, cousins and aunts was there Four in the bed, two at the foot, two at the head I didn't like to sleep with Jon-Jon he peed the bed Seven o'clock, pluckin' roaches out the cereal box Some shared the same spoon, watchin' saturday cartoons Sugar water was our thing, every meal was no thrill In the summer, free lunch held us down like steel And there was days I had to go to Tex house with a note Stating "Gloria can I borrow some food I'm dead broke"  So embarrasin' I couldn't stand to knock on they door My friends might be laughin', I spent stamps in stores Mommy where's the toilet paper, use the newspaper Look Ms. Rose gave us a couch, she's the neighbor Things was deep, my whole youth was sharper than cleats Two brothers with muscular dystrophy, it killed me But I remember this, mom's would lick her fingertips To wipe the cold out my eye before school wit her spit Caseworker had her runnin' back to face to face I caught a case, housing tried to throw us out of our place Sometimes I look up at the stars and analyze the sky And ask myself was I meant to be here... why? Yeah, yo - "All That I Got Is You" - Ghostface Killah   Funny Freestyle Lyrics  How you ain't gon' f*ck?! *itch, I'm me! I'm the goddamn reason you in V.I.P CEO, you don't have to see ID I'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-AliBLAOW, we ain't got nothing to worry about Whoop ass, let security carry them out Watch out for the medallion, my diamonds are reckless It feels like a midget is hanging from my necklace I pulled up with a million trucksLooking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks, ahh Pass the bottles, the heat is on We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong What's wrong? The club and the moon is full And I'm looking for a thick, young lady to pull One sure shot way to get them out of them pants Take note to the brand new dance Like this Go on with your big ass, let me see something Tell your little friend he can quit mean mugging I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks But where the fuck is the waitress at with my drinks? My people outside and they can't get in We gon' rush the back door & break them in The owner already pissed cause we sort of late But our time and our clothes, got to coordinate Most girls looking right, some looking a mess That's why they spilling drinks all over your dress But Louis Vuitton bras all over your breasts Got me wanting to put hickeys all over your chest Ahh, come on we gon' party tonight Y'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to life Don't be scared, show another part of your life The more drinks in your system, the harder the fight  - " I'm spit in all these facts and you know I'm back I'm spitting all these facts get out my face you going to get slapped and get out of here get off my way don't play with me to go and get slapped you can't text me don't get wrapped I'm spend all these facts on his racks