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I make sure your death is slow and steady/make u bleed from every hole in ur body
Send u to eternal damnation/No Mercy - WWE reincarnation/chew you and spit u out like incantation/
No love here - every man for himself/on a killing mission the Vampire is on the loose, blood is the ultimate sacrifice/survival of the fittest, but somebody got to pay the price/

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My little brother wants to pursue a career in music as he is naturally talented in raps but I don't know if he is good enough. He has recorded two singles though and I will like gurus in the house to help access him first. He wishes to join nairaland soon.

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Woke up on my bed 3 a.m in the MORNING
Keep rolling on my bedd because am feeling HUNGRY
Sexual orgy last night with my sugar MUMMY
Tho am no feeling SORRY
If u doubt that ask ur DICKY



A nigga once told me that am suppose to be X-RATED
And i reply him ''bro, i ve seen ur girl's N*KED''
Even ur mum is my COUGAR
Nigga turn red like a TIGER
My nigga didn't know am showing my skill like a madrid PLAYER
Every ladies on my list i ve already turn them to SOCCER
Ain't gonna kill my self so i put dem on a TRIAL
If u wanna join my list u get my number from the CASHIER



Every nigga all around place me on a high LEVEL
But this lady i just met place me on a ground LEVEL
Wanna fall in love with her cos she is damned too PRETTY
But i changed up my mind cos she is damned too LOUSY
Crazy, lazy that is the best word for the LADY
She is feeling like a boss lady despite that she is my G MAIDEN
Real nigga of the universe,that is what my niggas call ME
So i can't allow a cheap bitch spoil my moods for ME
AM a real G with tha money u can't control my BODY
Stinking fatherfucker get your ass off ME


I'm feeling like trump already having it in mind that i control AMERICA
Wads of BILLIONS dollar smilling at me so i plan to have my vacation in the gulf of MEXICO
Deal of Five billions dollar nigga,am on the edge of PENTAGON
And if u wanna mess up nigga,I ve gat some pretty HI- WEAPON


Guy you like me i don't CARE
You hate me I don't CARE
I keep on grinding till i break the RECORD
Rec what,the world RECORD
To be the black man ever to be richest in the whole WORLD
# Horladstar cares

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vermaniace:
please forget our differences and help me create a thread to battle deckline. .

ok

Its been long

Back on flows ..like a 16 year old virgin//
Always fly like a bird even if I spoke pigin//
I hit hard and always reign without season//
Got these lyrics in ma head like books meant for bag packs

Its about time and time is money
If that's the equation everything is about money
So take your time spend it wisely
Counting the seconds till your thumbs itch
Tryna scratch the itch but the finger's outta reach

Guts over fear but still can't stomach it
Run away like the corrs but this is nothing romantic
I'm talking; obsessive sinners, religious fanatics
Don't wanna lose the inner light so we holding candlesticks

Anticipating our antics we still checkmate your king
Prison break but instead we give ur cellmate the key ring

These are random thoughts drifting off the busy highway
I for see a head on collision but I keep doing things my way

Am moving more high higher on a smooth LADDER
U Smoking cannabis and got high with the dull MAGA
So u fuckin wanna know the difference use a good METRE(rule)
Difference 's gonna be wide mehn cos am balling on FIRE �


Dem hating on me call me CRAZY
They are right on track cos am CRAZY
C. R. A. ZED was what momma named ME
The introvert nigga that loves insane THING

#HORLADSTAR CARES

Ain't no respect for the spit from the mouth in the bottom /
But every minds knows this?,legs in every lane gat problem/
So brag not of being in a better state of mind,their no country of life/
Don't judge the lane of life I chose to trek through to the other side of life/
Cyphering script till I hop this hip of life/
Yeah,verb man, bulldozing to the top with his spits on mic/
The way I drive ma lines home,y'all knows he needs no L-plate/
Puttin stages on fire,Melons,ain't no drama at this stage/
Metamorphose in the line I chose, cuz everyday is a chameleon/
Like a lad to woman,ordinary seeds to melon,with warrior pavilion/
"Keep ur head up" am getting drunk,
feelin' big,it's like I've got a trunk/
Like a journey on the truck of ecstasy,cool in and out like am blowin' skunk/

c-chin



c-chin)

Black black black SHOE
I remember my rhyme wen i dey class 2
That tiny kid back then now spitting rap like pac2 (2pac)
The tiny kid is now a real G that fall in love with TATTOO
Enough of the intro mehn make i give my people verse 2

yea
Itz ur boi HORLADSTAR on beat AGAIN
I don't do free show cos i need something to GAIN
Spitting rap like 2pac na the work of BRAIN
So keep reading my line cos there is so much to GAIN

I look up to the sky to find solution to this PUZZLE
I gat solutions tho but they end up into BUNDLE
That get thrown inside the LAGOON
I know u all will be wondering what the puzzle is all ABOUT
But haven't you think of what will happen to this generation in the nearest FUTURE
Cause that's what am talking ABOUT
And our leader don't give it a thought only think about their kids FUTURE
That is why they are packing billions of our money into their inner POCKET
They don't care about the masses even if they end up inside some messy LOCKET

That is the puzzle i ve been trying to find solution TO
But my solutions don't wanna rhyme with this present TUNE
One of my acclaimed solutions is to vote for a reliable PERSON
But we can't read his mind to know if he has been taught the LESSON
On how to treat masses with JUST and MERCY
Or if he has gat some good character that will surely catch our FANCY


SIGN OUT.
# HORLADSTAR CARES

I walk with a gait cause my check never bounces
Its a jungle out there yet when the beast pounces,
There's only one prey, I could give diff instances
But I hide my hand like poker, you can't tell what my stance is
Life's like a soccer game, we hardly know what the commentator announces
But I got balls of steel so my check never bounces

Been up since 2:30 tryna get some insight
Like I'm staring into my mind, tryna figure what's inside
Typing this at a go looking for words that rhyme
But I'm more about content and besides
Planning to remove my ceiling cos I wanna kill time
By waiting for her to fly past so I can shoot for the skies

Refused to bite the dust, simply cos I'm allergic
Lately its scary the way I'm always lethargic
Like breathing is too much work and living is hectic
Your 'Aunty's a sceptic' till I 'jam' her let's call that antiseptic

They say money can't buy happiness but there's window shopping
They say life's a bitch and she loves dildø hopping
They say time flies and her wings never stopping
They say and they say but its all bull shiit
Cos I see the stars on my ceiling and with emotional feelings
I say fuçk what they say, ama write my own story!

Mean, the legendary FFR!!

yo on some real shit your had me buggin
in the hood err day niggaz startin something
ay day um on the block they starting something
um all about that guap yeah that fucking work
watch shine so much that fucking hurt
your bitch on my dick I give her the skirt
we some gansters niggthat move in durt
flow hurt

yo um out

@ souloho19

Eyo pussy your flow wack evrybody knows
u need to get in the street nd get some doe
u always on nairaland talking bout hoes
rhymes dirty can be in the street like your clothes
flows harder then over does
fadals youngin pop at your shows dude u aint got flowz

like hoes for hoes
blood for blood
I mean coco for coco
have u been in ma show
smoke for smoke
I got dope for the boss
hollar de cop, am a baller for crock.,

@ fadal I could say your fada but I'm the mafia you can call me Don Dada
If you the son of the soil, I'm the king of the clay..Raphael Nadal
So kiss the ring, forget the bling or like a girl you'd sing when I come with the sting
Yapping about the streets but I don't see you with the others
You feeling coldblooded? Well I'd put you under covers that's the coroner's sheet
You full of shiiit like a sewage plant and that's not manure your tree still withers
My flows wack but yours 'still' like bayelsa rivers

Bring your A game next time I'd still mark you f9 when I bring my bloody pen and stain you with red ink.

am d king in d street like a king Kong,am the blaze am here like a free song, d seventh of d seven son,if u are falling by_gone, i no d draw,me! i no be okoro,i be Oxford. if u bad like me ,u need a strong song,soft song,hip hop. THIS MA FIRST RAP IN ONE MY TRACK

Which kind dope people full here sef? Na wa o

description

fast forward to 7 years
been so long still couldn't tell
what has become of a son who once showed promise
cute as a button
his lust for life got him lost in life
fantasies brought to life
overwhelmed by the rush, devil got him crushed inside
friends brushed aside
it was all that mattered, he got myopic
slowly became phobic
weak live seven days
peeked with heavy gaze
wouldn't take his eyes off
and would switch the lights off
that wouldnt save him, he was high off
it, deluded and amazed by the feat
harder he would beat,
till, he grew farther from himself
look in the mirror and see hell
when tears fell it was like the sea fell
but no one new, far too deep and wouldn't climb out if he could
next time, this time, same as last time
but his time would soon be up coz death's lurking on the sidelines....

MG

some body told me about it when am 18,he said nigga sell no weed, but am a kid, trying to hustle on ma own,nobody z helping me,all they are saying is education Z the key, i thought i know these,but the problem z the fees, i can't breath when i think of being free,another brother help me tell me if my dream z real,if am living very healthy wealthy the best of me. I GOT MANY RAP TO SELL

I remember you, from the pools house, what's up man
Blowing trees, I'd listen to your gun talks, man
I would sit back, picturing a bust up, man
Wanted to be like you, I know, it's bleeped up, man
But the gun talks then, shit, got me obsessed
Masonians, and awka made, walk with no stress
With a sideboy in your jacket, I touched it once
You didn't know, you were snoring, sprawled on a bench
Years later, I'm all grown, and you've been dead since
You'll probably be in heaven or hell, if they exist
But listen man, I tried to follow your path
And the result; a few friends filled with hollows, all that
Dreams I had of being like you, died with them
I was this close to dying with them, I ride with them
Show me your friends, see I really spent time with them
Did crimes with them, went out snatching dimes with them
But live by the gun, die by the gun, it's street like that
I wonder how you lived like that, you were like "me, I'm strapped"
Flaunting your tools in front of this kid, changed my life
Coupled with the violence in the street, all the days alike
When I heard you got killed, my mind told me
You weren't smart, you didn't ride with the right homies
You probably went with a local gun, to fight police
And you didn't plan, you didn't even take your time to see
The best way to hit the target, I was a teen
Young and dumb, and when I heard come along
From a friend, we had no gun to rob
But he had a dagger, and we got off un-stung
It was the first, I felt immune to failures
Impeccable plans, coupled with some stupid prayers
Then niggas started dying, 4 out of 6
In just one mission, next took more out the clique
I saw it then, the signs, telling me to quit
I felt life begging me to see, every piece of it
No man holds the key to his existence
I tried to tell the other nigga left, he felt indifferent
He got nabbed with some others, some came back
Some said he got fired, some said he just laid back
Waiting for his case which was never judged, I don't know
But here I am, starving, for all my troubles
All the money gone now, I never spent wisely
Who would wanna employ a gent like me?
Would've resumed, but my head's not right, can't get back at it
Tales of an ex robber, and a current crack addict


@Jigs

JigsawKillah:
I remember you, from the pools house, what's up man Blowing trees, I'd listen to your gun talks, man I would sit back, picturing a bust up, man Wanted to be like you, I know, it's bleeped up, man But the gun talks then, shit, got me obsessed Masonians, and awka made, walk with no stress With a sideboy in your jacket, I touched it once You didn't know, you were snoring, sprawled on a bench Years later, I'm all grown, and you've been dead since You'll probably be in heaven or hell, if they exist But listen man, I tried to follow your path And the result; a few friends filled with hollows, all that Dreams I had of being like you, died with them I was this close to dying with them, I ride with them Show me your friends, see I really spent time with them Did crimes with them, went out snatching dimes with them But live by the gun, die by the gun, it's street like that I wonder how you lived like that, you were like "me, I'm strapped" Flaunting your tools in front of this kid, changed my life Coupled with the violence in the street, all the days alike When I heard you got killed, my mind told me You weren't smart, you didn't ride with the right homies You probably went with a local gun, to fight police And you didn't plan, you didn't even take your time to see The best way to hit the target, I was a teen Young and dumb, and when I heard come along From a friend, we had no gun to rob But he had a dagger, and we got off un-stung It was the first, I felt immune to failures Impeccable plans, coupled with some stupid prayers Then niggas started dying, 4 out of 6 In just one mission, next took more out the clique I saw it then, the signs, telling me to quit I felt life begging me to see, every piece of it No man holds the key to his existence I tried to tell the other nigga left, he felt indifferent He got nabbed with some others, some came back Some said he got fired, some said he just laid back Waiting for his case which was never judged, I don't know But here I am, starving, for all my troubles All the money gone now, I never spent wisely Who would wanna employ a gent like me? Would've resumed, but my head's not right, can't get back at it Tales of an ex robber, and a current crack addict

@Jigs

Nice!!

JigsawKillah:

I remember you, from the pools house, what's up man
Blowing trees, I'd listen to your gun talks, man
I would sit back, picturing a bust up, man
Wanted to be like you, I know, it's bleeped up, man
But the gun talks then, shit, got me obsessed
Masonians, and awka made, walk with no stress
With a sideboy in your jacket, I touched it once
You didn't know, you were snoring, sprawled on a bench
Years later, I'm all grown, and you've been dead since
You'll probably be in heaven or hell, if they exist
But listen man, I tried to follow your path
And the result; a few friends filled with hollows, all that
Dreams I had of being like you, died with them
I was this close to dying with them, I ride with them
Show me your friends, see I really spent time with them
Did crimes with them, went out snatching dimes with them
But live by the gun, die by the gun, it's street like that
I wonder how you lived like that, you were like "me, I'm strapped"
Flaunting your tools in front of this kid, changed my life
Coupled with the violence in the street, all the days alike
When I heard you got killed, my mind told me
You weren't smart, you didn't ride with the right homies
You probably went with a local gun, to fight police
And you didn't plan, you didn't even take your time to see
The best way to hit the target, I was a teen
Young and dumb, and when I heard come along
From a friend, we had no gun to rob
But he had a dagger, and we got off un-stung
It was the first, I felt immune to failures
Impeccable plans, coupled with some stupid prayers
Then niggas started dying, 4 out of 6
In just one mission, next took more out the clique
I saw it then, the signs, telling me to quit
I felt life begging me to see, every piece of it
No man holds the key to his existence
I tried to tell the other nigga left, he felt indifferent
He got nabbed with some others, some came back
Some said he got fired, some said he just laid back
Waiting for his case which was never judged, I don't know
But here I am, starving, for all my troubles
All the money gone now, I never spent wisely
Who would wanna employ a gent like me?
Would've resumed, but my head's not right, can't get back at it
Tales of an ex robber, and a current crack addict


@Jigs

Dope Jig

Your lie is stale like endin' rhymes with 1 plus before/
We tag-team? you wouldn't have won US before/
If you lip that u been in New Jersey, know that have worn such before/

'David oh', your fans boast of beef ball when ure hungry/
In-house u chau the walnut with honey/
they can't see the fruitarian until 'my banana fall on you', Monkey!/

im Montaro n u don't VEX the mighty centaur/ you slimy leper/
I'd phack ur bride and u do nothing, you a rapper with a TINIE TEMPAH/

You n dat mumu lover/ na mugu proper/
I'm DayWalker, a Nightcrawler, but asked Halle Berry who you ---- her response?.........amu robber/

sick fed up with ur sour brainers/ that we check our browser, Insta.../
When your gang rap "superhero" pun, we scream, "They want none y'all! Go Go Power Rangers!!"/

Spit hells not cinnamon/ no more wife gossips btw you simpletons/
I'm back on the Court after a long rest,... respect a Wimble-DON/

The world missed my grinds/ UNICEF applauds this one of a kind/
I supply food for thought and delight hungry minds/

the room be filled with Ahhs! Oohs when I bend a boo/

skipped part the hip hopped/ n V popped/ .. . German juice/ okay, wanna end da poo...

...so with ma gal, Gadot @ The Bernabeu/

...any ball at d back of de net 2 9te, bet it to be a Wonder goal

Hope you learned anew?/

Wow!...this cross- river flows
Lemme say this, we need kala-bars/
No posh guys, but dudes wey get drive
Like Porsche cars/
Gimme a 'single verse' that captures the 'universe'/
Squashes d regulars/ n lights up like a superstar/
Okay make I Bleep up una head for 2 cents/
N make u cum to your senses like good sex/
Am not a rapper, but I hit BB like ceeC n make you vex/
Okay children/ bye n if you're. Not... Chill then/

dj5naira:
Your lie is stale like endin' rhymes with 1 plus before/
We tag-team? you wouldn't have won US before/
If you lip that u been in New Jersey, know that have worn such before/

'David oh', your fans boast of beef ball when ure hungry/
In-house u chau the walnut with honey/
they can't see the fruitarian until 'my banana fall on you', Monkey!/

im Montaro n u don't VEX the mighty centaur/ you slimy leper/
I'd phack ur bride and u do nothing, you a rapper with a TINIE TEMPAH/

You n dat mumu lover/ na mugu proper/
I'm DayWalker, a Nightcrawler, but asked Halle Berry who you ---- her response?.........amu robber/

sick fed up with ur sour brainers/ that we check our browser, Insta.../
When your gang rap "superhero" pun, we scream, "They want none y'all! Go Go Power Rangers!!"/

Spit hells not cinnamon/ no more wife gossips btw you simpletons/
I'm back on the Court after a long rest,... respect a Wimble-DON/

The world missed my grinds/ UNICEF applauds this one of a kind/
I supply food for thought and delight hungry minds/

the room be filled with Ahhs! Oohs when I bend a boo/

skipped part the hip hopped/ n V popped/ .. . German juice/ okay, wanna end da poo...

...so with ma gal, Gadot @ The Bernabeu/

...any ball at d back of de net 2 9te, bet it to be a Wonder goal

Hope you learned anew?/

Damn the DJ still spit some bars/
Met you here 2008..one of the kings with crowns/
U holding on...I respect u bro...
I Saw gil.yaz on FP..was like Bleep you bro..
Lim.erick got signed to ybnl..das nothing though
Because all this motherfuckas forgot their root...Just to palm tap that dough...


Funny how time fly's
Am still lyrically gifted..primitive side

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Back with a vengeance
Bringing the storm no rain dance
Cos i wanna x men and I'm at peace with my conscience
Previously the next man but now in sole residence
Reading the psalms, weaponry against the incoming pestilence
Its evident this is my dark side i mean the evil is resident.

Fresh out tha cooler only to find out life wasn't a picnic my alter ego would be my name if we were allowed to pick nicks
Its dangerous when i think deeper.. self destruct initiated
'Nuclear' weapons soo colourful its safe to say i radiated
Check my skin or my laces it don't matter what the race is
Ama run all the metres a T-square on the table
T for testosterone well that I got in the double
Tho I'm as single as the letter I..ain't up for no trouble

I got 8 balls on my cue stick
It means im dangerous take a pick/ or a science freak
Still i pocket them all, extra large pants yea i make you sick...and
Running in circles a headless chicken don't even know where you be headed
Funny enough I get physical from the first eye contact
Cos my red eyes shoot lead look me in the eyes and turn sideways
Doing back crunches from knives cos bloody cowards hate sideways
Still i know my goal, its to make my name 8 sideways
Now adays defying Holmes law and it's not just sheer luck'

I can.....howl at the moon like a lychan
Nocturnal bliss the lunar ticks
How can...the lunatics role the dice and get ladders without a miss
While the good roll n die or get caught in death's harshest kiss
From a cotton mouth
This is modern slavery but it ain't about cottons now
Its a whole different ball game time to kick somthing now