Ksslib:
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Ya speech dont motivate, i smack these orators/
power-up their brians with electric charges till they insane like mad generators/
their artificial flows i kill with a line when i jab with sig-natures/
cuz they too unstable... its the balance they lacking like... Crashed elevators/
Dese nigz spit funny stone-age sh*t like they older than rap/ the jokers are mad/
claiming thier bullets injures &their lines dO.per in spars/
when their shot's never on point Like Asamoah & penalties.. over the bar/
I make calculative moves but ya'll lack d math like hoffa's name/
kill ur father bashing his skull with ps2 pads....call that game/
stab yo momas p.u$$.y with needles.. till you mistake her a 'fish' ... they way i make yo mother 'wail'/
Costly swag, my birth-right's hard to buy/
I serve pains that make gents glad to die/
and no gladiator can stand these hands of mine/
cos i've gotten vets 'clock'-ed with fists moulded from the 'sands of time'/
grind their souls droppin these lames in mill/
for thinkin they ll live after facing me/
aint no biblical Jesus but I drown the lazy pigs/
blind fold & dispose em body in 'ocean' .. ghost mode! dem no ........ dey 'sea' me/
Survival of the fittest, i compete with thugs/
spoon fed with bullets,to this day, I ...eat with guns/
stashing coke and making fat dollars, lost deep in drugs/
dese rappers are broke.. If they ever get 'bank alert'... its that.... 'ill bliss song'/
this place's like a morgue & fraternity... what these cultists drop are dead/
Psycho emcees.. ya naughty talks are weird/
ur memorized lines & hurtin words lacks fear/
watch how one by one.. i ll 'decapitate'.... for being unable to spit ..multies 'off ya head'/
i kill with the pen.. gat blood all over my note book/
so indebted to the game... cant outline my whole dues/
You rude rappers be gettin paid at ya lives expense .... cuz Like the 'last 3 vowels'... its death 'I owe you'/!! i

rayopt:



huh!!?

Shii nice

ELYMAXiimus:

nigga where you been?

rayopt:


maxi. . . . . .whatz gud my oga
.....av bin around jae....i love politics more since am now too busy tu be scriptin bars. . . .

techtonic:
Ish....... Wah sld i flow 4 when theres no rank .....tsw ...........



Call out captainflash ......... No excuse jxt doply accept lyk u always do ....and gt threads created ......... FAST


no talks man

Emaprince:


PRINCE!!!
The name's chanted on the streets/ . savior of bandits and the thieves/
Time of my birth . . I came out my mom's p.uss.y . . and landed on my feet/
To be candid as I speak/ . . I could drop a man dead with the fist/
Peep my familly tree and see a fruitful generation . . Goliath slayer planted our seed/
I'm never branded as the weak/ . I rule and turn your lady to wh.ore/
I tell her "pick up the stick and beat my 'gung-hoe' " . . when I'm heading to war/
I'm so wavy with words/ . . lets be honest . . none can ever predict me/
Niggas wish the moon stays between the earth and sun . just to help them lepers eclipse me/
I'm clever,you a nitwit/ its better you retreat b!tch/ 'fore this commando's irate/
Cos my team could beat your team from sun up to 'sun-down' . . like orlando pirates/
A team that tear hearts in a street bout/ with spears,darts and we speak loud/
But niggas who fails to 'listen' . . get 'ear-marked' for a beat down/
Our moves are cryptic/ we handle feuds with lyrics/ and turn your crews to picnic/
Move the mic from hand to hand cos we spit and 'pass-over'...like the escape of jews from egypt/
I'm the man you couldn't pit wits/ with cos I hardly loose to these kids/
Bald niggas went shopping for artificial hairs . . once they heard the prince dude is 'big-wig'/
I bruise and slit wrist/ . . i started thugging as a child/
Ladies will want to pay me for s.ex . . after my hunky @ss hug 'em with a smile/
Ruffriders . . . I was loving all they styles/ . . and the way they glistened with lyrics/
I was crazy with 'eve's droppings' . . like dudes who loves to listen in secrete/

.......the reason i'm this sick......

phuck it!!! . who cares what cooger thinks/ that goat should run when the Luger's clinched/
..or I might choose to 'make a beeline for him' . . . and hit him with a brutal sting/
I'm tiger woods in this rap/ . . so you lighter dudes should lean back/
cos you might get a hole in one shot at your chest . . once this sire shoots with his gat/
I'm a hired goon and I'm strapped/ I need help from the church/ to rid myself of the dirt/
last time . . I pointed my gun up and shoot . . an alien body fell on the earth/
I should swell up my worth/ . . till I'm one of the rivals in Forbes list/
I break into homes . . lynch fathers and jack sons . . Micheal and Curtis/
Impossible is nothing! . . i believe with every faith I mustered/
Cos even CFC taught me . . you don't need to be an actor to get an Oscar/
Ibi's been ruling this thread/ . . drawing all the groupies with text/
But i've always wanted to be-head . . like cutting through b1tches neck/
The coog is a pest/ ur c0cksuckers had you feeling brave with those lines?
But you're literally a loner cos most of these punks couldn't write bars to save they own lives/

Ibime:
Saturday night freestyle. . .



We ain't the guys to trust/ You want coke, pies or dust?/
We peddle more pharmaceuticals than Pfizer does/
We got nines that bust/ over a minor fuss/
and Calabrian mob bosses. . . boasting about their ties to us/
cos we make dudes 'bite the dust'. . . when we handle the tech/
and got niggas 'swallowing more land'. . . than the Zanu PF!/
That's Robert Mugabe puns/ we tote army guns/
We got fat niggas that carry weapons. . . cos they can hardly run!/
What I'm spitting is vengeful/ cos I'm sick with the pencil/
Slice his 'pot' belly. . . and use his stomach . . as a kitchen utensil/
Missiles we send you/ will detonate in your eye/
We sharp shooters. . . who could sling a catapult. . . and pluck a plane from the sky!!/
So if you facing thís guy?/ to heaven you sent/
I could turn a minor altercation. . . to Extinction Level Event/
I love pistol fights/ and serving fiends crystallite/
Spin the globe on its axis. . . so fast. . . the sky look like disco lights!/
We migrate like Israelites/ lost children of Zebulon/
So any nigga stepping wrong/ is sure to get his tendons torn/
My mind peddle/ high level puns/
This rhyme rebel runs/ with nine metal guns/
Thís guy. . . met him once/ claiming vitruvian man/
until he saw the Uzi in hand/ and truly, he ran/
I got chicks from Perugia to France/
Peru to Valance/ plus groupies and stans/
Tryna prove he can hang?/ the dude will get banned/
And get pushed back like Half of a Yellow Sun producers and fans. . .
. . .still waiting for the movie to land!/


Aiite. . . that's enuff.

Ibime:
My words set in stone like Moses up in the mountain/
King Tourney, Chukka was spitting something astounding/ Every pun was dumbfounding/
and it's a safe bet. . . that my reign would have fall. . the way Thunder was sounding!/
but Mikuz will get dumped in the fountain/ when my trouble surround him/
They're done with the counting/ The numbers are now in!/
It says . . I'm one in a million. . and he's one in a thousand/
Fück what his tongue is espousing/ we aint feeling his rank though/
I peeling his cap so/ he better chill and relax yo/
You can't compare a King to a tadpole/ Ask that villain Di Caprio/
He feeling my damn flow/
Despite being racist. . . he still consider this bad bro/ . .an exceptional nigger. . .like Django!/
General. . .commanding troops/ to stand and shoot/
Niggas in Naples shipping me Italian suits/
I put explosives and knockouts in a bastards food. . . call it Banger soup!/
I'm married too/ but still in the strip club with my lavish crew/
With girls showing off their family jewels/ when I brandish loot/
But not like niggas in Miami do/
They throw one dollar notes when enjoying the strip/
But since £1 sterling don't come in notes. . . I'm stoning coins at the bítch!/
Boy, it's a trip/ I might get a chick moist in the whip/
I get overexhuberant sometimes. . . and dislocate the joint in my hip/
What's the point to this shít?/ this verse is aimless and dumb/
Even heaven couldn't battle against with my phrase and my puns/
cos my rhymes could split the sky lines. . like the rays of the sun/

ThunderStorm:
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I hail and I greet. . .

'La Patrona. . The Return'. . . Of a dangerous chief/ a ranger and beast/
I use my 'crazy phsique'/. . like Gabriel Suarez. . and give you a Blind Eye. . if you think you got the medicine of containing my peace!/ or stopping me from attaining my peak!!/

Every phrase I coined. . . gained an exchange rate that unique/ Shares go offf the roof.. when I'm making a speech/
Forex trading increase/. . .But I make expensive jokes. . . and make it look like it took it's greatest decrease/
Cos what I aimed to achieve/ is to make'em believe/
That with the Forex as my witness/. .I'd put an end to the buisness/. . of whoever labels me cheap!/

The Angel of death/ My ways are possessed/ Like RA's insanest of Gee/
I fly like an eagle. . . and sting. . . when I behave like a bee/

One look at me. . and I'll blurr you vision. . by radiation-like beams/ My shine's generated by gamma rays that's supreme/
with the A's and the B's/ So whoever says he's 'sicker than cancer' . . . goodnews. . .I've 'created vaccines'!/

You can relate my regime/ to Saddam Hussane, Iraqi/ Fitting my killing. . . in the greatest of schemes/
Just to elaborate to this Habitat. . this is how I endanger species!/

Attack me from Subteranean creeks/ get cursed with navy fatique/ I make my enemies quit/
So if you come at me with a 'full deck' . Im sworn . . to Empty your Ship!/

You envy my skills/ I'm Intellectually ill/ for you clowns fooling/ and Penny-wise. . my account's blooming/
and since they down stüpid/. . I'll 'part these fools from their money'. . . cos they 'Pound Foolish'!!/

They say I sound bullísh/ I got a titan of a body. . with a fighting spirit/ Rocket science can't catch my flight in physics/
So think you'd beat me?. . . 'E go do you like film trick' . .when I take over your atmosphere. . . with my science fictions!!/

I'm the best and it's evident/ I render intelligence/ to from Russia to Florida. .as NASA most clever of element/
. . But if you doubt my swag/. . I'ddrag your ass down to Lag/. . . and beat you hands down. . at the 'Center of excellence'!/

In my cool side. . you'll never believe i could batter/ but wait till I start beating your father/. . Who am I? I'm a Motherfücker. . that's what I speak as my answer/
. . Cos juring séx, I would make ya 'Matayya'. . and that's where I Leaving this 'Matter'!!/

Wrongturn:

First person to beat any of these verses? Work hard niggas. bye

ELYMAXiimus:
Ibime, emmaprince, mikuz, coogar!!!...... Drop some bars na....

Y'all are getting rusty already!!!

ELYMAXiimus:
Ibime, emmaprince, mikuz, coogar!!!...... Drop some bars na....

Y'all are getting rusty already!!!

Wrongturn:

I had to quote this verse again to cover all the nonsense i'm seeing here

ELYMAXiimus:
Ibime, emmaprince, mikuz, coogar!!!...... Drop some bars na....

Y'all are getting rusty already!!!

Geoxpress:
Lyrics that makes vets bow/
When I come. .with the best bars/
That can. . .wait! Y'all hear the best part!/
My bars triggers the sting! Relate it to bees and nectars!/
I kill fast in secs/
And erri1 knws me the best!/
I'm a richhommie, with dollars. .and the cents!/
But u are rich. .? Ptff! We only knw u and ur lines 2 be 'indescent'/
I kill faster than cheetars/
I spill blood. .I'm the reaper/
A lyrical monster. .a deceiver!/
When I drop my lines, it makes ur feet cold. .faster than wen u not wearing shoes during winter!/
I'm a beast carrying pens/
I got dollars. .rich nig carrying pence!/
My perf shows money itself, the ish scents!/
As in the ish Cents!/
But forget money. .this is the part where the bullets are 'Gonna' enter ur skulls. .like we doing 'Gulf of Guinea'!/

Darkrebel:


yo Geo ...shey make me go 21 tomorrow? you just inspired me now

Geoxpress:

Lol. Boss I'm cool with that. Friendly!!

Darkrebel:


sure seeing these verses just gave me a surge of energy...especially that banger soup line

Gladyys:

Where's yours??

Geoxpress:

Lolss. . We'd talk bout the details via BBM

Elymaxiimus.. What are u saying?

Geoxpress:

Lolss. . We'd talk bout the details via BBM

Elymaxiimus.. What are u saying?