GLACIERZ!:
Mikuz's Verse

I choke and slaughter/ when I put flows in order/ and keep it hotter than sweater coats in summer/
. . but he just floss with 'candy bars' . . so ll toss a lighter . . to have 'Choc lit' . . like 'Cocoa butter'!/


While you stammer and bore/ I'm spitting stanzas that awe/ and come harder than ore/ . .
So just give up the struggle . . cos if you try ta 'fight tooth and nail' . . Ill hammer ya jaw!!/

Its clear that you losing to Mik/ I wonder why they paired the mugu with me/
. . cos Ill beat you till ya fans break away . . like members of the new PDP!/

. .so lets embrace the facts/ I'm here to impale his @ss/ and ruffle his face with slaps/
. . till his boys run and desert Choc . . much quicker than Jesse Jags!!/

I'm one astute fella/ poised to leave him scorched by the bars I render/ cos Im known to serve bi,.tches like Azarenka/
. . so if he tries to play games with me . . Ill come after Kid . . like Arsene Wenger!/

I bring hell to this issue/ when I breach his defences like Michu/ to sever his tissues/
but before I roast him . . . . . allow me pour salt on his eyes . . to 'Sauce Kid' . . without referencing Sinzu!!/

ibime:
You a fraud and bozo!/ If Lites’ niggas saw some photos/ they would all go solo/

Ibime:
. . but if Calabar boy insult ma niggas/ we’ll wait . . . till he cross past Rivers/
You’ll swear his head was planked. . . by an MLS team. . . after all da homies in Port land Timbers!!/

Ibime:
Like Yoan. . .the 'goof ran'. . . when I brang him the ether!/ I won’t spare his family either/
. .cos I’ll bring terror to his home. . . to make his 'pa piss' and 'ma poo'. . . like 'Cisse' and 'Yanga-Mbiwa'!!!/

Ibime:
X-Lites whole army is boring/ so we hardly applauding/
The fans screaming "KILL THAT NOISE!". . . so dampen the volume/. . . before I 'turn Lites down low'. . . like Bob Marley and Lauryn!!!/

U3:
This is why he'll BE murked on set/ while friends and his consort beg/
.. "dignity stripped" and "shot nak3d"... like he work for hef/

U3:
Mik outshone u so how's ur scripting "the light"? u over 30 dude, so I aint seeing the hype/Yall kidding me right?

U3:
I'm heavy rain in the tropics/..u a pinch of salt.. ul get drained in this flood b1tch!/

ThaBlaqBonez: Mikuz gave him a reckless beating/..now he seeking some desperate winning/
But I'm here to pile on his agony....till he considers 'a change of heart' like pellegrini/

Your friends,sure could step up/ saying if you fall,just get up/..don't show signs of a lull or let up/
But Like Chelsea loosing Guardiola...you'll loose this battle . after all the 'pep-talk'/

ThaBlaqBonez:
She said "I didn't do anyfin o, I jes prepared food and we ate on the Table like MAN UNITED!!!/

ThaBlaqBonez:
Cz We saw the best cams RECORD HIS DEATH/. . .he proved ur METHOD IS DEAD/. . .made ur head swell?? He blew ur HEAD OFF INSTEAD!!/

ThePrekky:
I am the don/ that lay hands on a silencer gun/ then approach wit bad bandits nd crooks/ so if ya rap's Jesus. .call us d disciples before Palm Sunday. . .eida ways, u'll still get ur ašs handed to you!!/

Ema prince: Why this monkey want test?/ Terry Da Rapman must have 'taught him nonsense'/
Cos he still 'suffering and smiling'. . . even after winning the 'zombie' contest/
This dumb broke joker/ better come no closer/
before I throw his mother off the balcony. . . and make the poor 'fella'. . . blame it on 'unknown soldier'!!!/..[b]great!!!


The next line will offend him the hardest/ and show he's mental rétarded/
cos he a developing artist. . . .signed to a developing artist. . . who’s been developing for ten years. . . and never developed a market!!!/

I could win this battle with the wackest verse/ This nigga so black, it hurts!/
And God said let there be light. . . the sun replied. . . “wait, before I shine on Blaq. . . I need to practice first!!”

It’s evident my bars shatter/ the irrelevant bizarre rapper/
This nigga here on earth. . . . so we must inform NASA. . . . to stop searching outer space. . . for evidence of 'dark matter'!!/

You pulling every disguise/ and telling the guys/ you driving elegant rides/
So next time we pass you cycling. . . we’ll honk horn. . . and tell you to stop 'pedalling' lies!!/

If Blaq fúck with me/ I’ll swear in court. . .I thought it was a robbery/
Cos if he run and hide. . . I’ll shoot this bítch through the door. . . like Oscar P!/


Don’t talk about guns. . .


I got plenty in the wardrobe/ shoot a semi through his torso/
When it come to killing, I got 'ruthless records'. . . so if Bone claim thug. . . I’ma send him to the 'crossroads'!!/

cos I won’t take it light if Blaq is dissing. . .

I’ll blow it 'out of proportion'. . . like a bad mathematician/
And as far as raps he spitting?/. . . .whoever say 'BB King'. . . must be referring. . . to the Jazz musician!!/

I conduct lightening rod/ through this frightened fraud/ if he don’t hop like a Chinese frog/
And on a musical note. . . his whole body will quaver. . . when I string him up. . . by his spinal chord!!/

While I be flexing with dollars/ he emptying drawers/ and counting pennies and quarters/
His 'bank accounts' must have tuberculosis. . . .there’s nothing left in the coughers!!/

Claiming he been to Rome and Entebbe/ but I see through Bones like an X-Ray/
He never been abroad. . . but one punch will send the ‘hungry nigga flying’. . . . Ethiopian airways!!/

Why this monkey want test?/ Terry Da Rapman must have 'taught him nonsense'/
Cos he still 'suffering and smiling'. . . even after winning the 'zombie' contest/
This dumb broke joker/ better come no closer/
before I throw his mother off the balcony. . . and make the poor 'fella'. . . blame it on 'unknown soldier'!!!/

Doing songs with Terry shows this negro is gay/ He gonna lead Bones astray/
Terry’s career flopped. . . so if he help you get fans. . . it’s to chase mosquitos away!!!/

The next line will offend him the hardest/ and show he's mental rétarded/
cos he a developing artist. . . .signed to a developing artist. . . who’s been developing for ten years. . . and never developed a market!!!/

You gon’ regret being rude to Bis/ boasting about your million views and hits/
Your album launching soon, I just ruined it/. . . cos ya career’s over. . . soon as niggas google this!!!/

Emaprince:
Burst your chest with a CRACK DEVICE/
. . .Take ur liver and kidneys. . . and tell u to give ur HEART TO CHRIST/