i want u all to drop ur lines.raps only.u can dis any nairalander no Bleep.
so 1,2, go go go go go go

am x,u can call me d best.
i drop pure shit unlike the rest.
am the king if d game was a chess.
mode give diss,i give jest.
so u mind u biz & let me mind mine
u take u time or u take nine.

-I will,I can,I fit,I shall/drive my name to top the ranks.
-Cos my lines are thick,just ike monique/I'm M.I,M9,blaize n sossick.
-Seen a lotta cool verses b4 mine/so diss gonna be hot-reaffirm ma shine.
-Took me sometime to find this thread/but still have my needle,about to mend
-Push aside all opposition like cheap wine/fist on my mic,about to punch line
-Sometimes,mic get blunt n asks me y i slp without her,then she sees on my bed c-sharp n Java.
-Unlike toyota you know I aint Japanese/I'm my own car,naija beats are my wheels
-My dreams were to write lines for pac n dre,then I woke;I'm still in Ikeja G.R.A
-But I dont drop ma pen,instead get more paper/whether or not my ish will payback.
-Make it clear to T.I i'm king,n will fetch more paper than papertrial did.
-Pps wonder how I see much farther/I'm 6'5,my limits are at larger.
-I do wordplay better than scrabble,and they name me victor after every lyrical battle.
-Too many wanna have my title,but with my height,they'll never handle.
-Most times,I dont attempt any wordplay,but the words never find a better playmate.

Just want someone to rate me.
I admit I pasted it somewhere b4

am takin dis rap game 2 anoda level,listen,cuz dis hiphop we dont embezle,i kick flows striktly lik adipose,a full definition of a rap ghost,call me tha mentor,cuz everyday i bring dope news more lik em' vendor,allergic 2 whak mc's,i milk in ur mouth watch me wreck ur home empty,so beta not test me,cuz i go hard lik eazy-e,naturaly ma word play coms wit melody,so i can say am da best,believ aint no contest,u can hate but ma rhyms u wunt reject,so pay attension yall fools,ya always on da loose,watch me cruise ur chik and get u down wit heart bruise,i defuse ur whak flows and skills i infuse,leave ur ass lyrically broke,chup ur head off wit punchlines and words.

i'm twenty hot tracks away from being a great big baller
but i could make it one with a jack knife and revolver
if there's a big chance i could stop being vulger
i'll rather blow it all like my birthday candles
what an ambush a lot of big buttons that we can't push
who's to blame for this sudden mishappening
but it's happening we better hand it over to the chaplains
to pray for our sins and get us out of the fast lane
cause i don't wanna get the wrath of this fat lady
from her cat woman looks i know that she's not playing
from the way i flow you can see that i'm not flaming
but i'm not complaining cause i come plain in to this
sit down and tell you how it goes
i get this mc's hammered and show em how we roll
grab a pole cause i'm about to get you stripped off this top cat's role
now you know the way how we real tough cats role
now i see yoe're feasted on like the coesha
oh that's my fault i'm now an imposter
what is left to do is sing it loud like the choir
hey you need a mic go ahead make it higher
i'm getting nailed to this ish like i'm the rap messiah
even a welcome back hit couldn't take mase higher
i think it's high time i hold my piece
give me one mic and one love and let me spread the piece

am headin strait 2 d industry
2 see d real men and pledge my loyalty
d real men wey understand the game play
no b dem wey dey fake aint gat notin 2 say
gat respect 4 d underground
i still dey hold am down
i go dey play my sound
as i storm let d lite burn
let it burn till d gas gone
kos itz time i tour
u fit see 4 d tv
or go blast ur cd
africa itz nicke
4 my fans i kip it live
2 my home boiz i give u five
4 naija i still dey ride
don face stress but i still dey rise
no b chise,

ITZ NIKE ON THE LINE, NAIJA KRESTED
PEACEEEEEEEEEE

Thread poets, I Call yall postin up here/
cyber rhymers occupy ing cyber space,in reality who cares/
Real MCs dont do this,on MICs thats how we spit/
punchin keyboards in ur room? Now u sayn u 'it'/
I said 'use ur head', it aint da same as given a head job/
Cant tell a ho a beta way in,2her a d*ck is a door knob/

F*ckn wankstas. Get a life. Most of yall f*cks cant afford studio time nor stand b4 a crowd n spit/battle,com up postn n sh*t. 4d rec i can get yall recorded free,stop postn "battles" as threads,if yall tru heads,all u gota do is hook up wit a dj n drop somtin on an instrumental n post a link one can go listen 2it.

damoe, kull!!