Hear y'all rapin but i heard enough.
Ur verses ain't tough.
Ur verses ar nothin but cheap.so this game is deep.
I hustle 247 try 2 put money on my pocket i dnt sleep.u knw u wack u better stand back.y'all ain't making gud tracks.u gotta spit tight verses like bible chapters.Hear y'all rapin but i heard enough.
Ur verses ain't tough.
Ur verses ar nothin but cheap.so this game is deep.
I hustle 247 try 2 put money on my pocket i dnt sleep.u knw u wack u better stand back.y'all ain't making gud tracks.u gotta spit tight verses like bible chapters.Hear y'all rapin but i heard enough.
Ur verses ain't tough.
Ur verses ar nothin but cheap.so this game is deep.
I hustle 247 try 2 put money on my pocket i dnt sleep.u knw u wack u better stand back.y'all ain't making gud tracks.u gotta spit tight verses like bible chapters.

#shit is this a rap u are all doing shit u av 2 deliver dope work on it or quit rap

i heard some rubbish saying. so i get them fading.i heard some rubbish saying. so i get them fading.

You niggas don't mess with kingfreestyle. I take your bars put it in my foot, now I walk on your lines.

Am back from the death like Jack mabaso, am Still running it solo like the old ice cube, tube

Diz dude too addicted to banana maybe dy r frm ape PLANET/diz wackoz blood stop wen dy touch d rem of my GARMENT

aiyoo lilcee is bak here spiting rhymes,
killing wack MC s with not time,
dats right am d military man,
dah blows off feeble niggaz with damn lines,
since av started my search all I saw was dam shit
,
niggaz who can't afford to speak English
,
pudding pidgin like a cockroach who ran 9miles
,
waiting for death ready to die
,
Bleep fake niggaz forming to be real rapper
,
croock rhymers with no real ciphers
,
wander why I spit lines like venom
,
from snakes poison your sternum,
dis is no diss,dis is lyrical combat
,
wen I take hydroquinone bleach you in sunset all bright,
den u gonna realize am no lil shit
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cos I make undastand my rhymes beat
,
sorry for dis duo throw
lines with slow stones
,
dis whole flow like saint row
,
I get u with my Tyson line
,
down u go bury ur career
,
take that and name me ur master
,
shout to ya lyrical don no questions wen ah bust dat
,
with much punch fact,I keep ur mic
,
make freestyle to audience like iPad
,
den make you cry like ohh why
,
should a nigga like me geh nine lives,

This niggaz gat a gud lines, Lemme see what i can Drop.../

Am the kinda rapper that can make u favorite rapper to turn a Flop.../

Nigga feeling fly u can check me up on the Top.../

This is jux wack freez buh this niggaz can't match mah Drop.../

Am the kinda MC that can make d cripple stand and Clap.../

Unlike this wack rapper, they only drop a Crap.../

Don't be suprised after this some will tryna bite mah Lines.../

Ain't got to worry abau dat cox it's not even gonna be in Lines.../

*Sips mah garri wid straw...*

Am classically different 4rm dis niggas /
Do it ma own way take it all 4rm you niggas/Haters, beefers keep doing your damn sh!t/ am ballin on top with the G's in the back sit.... Roar

there i can c blown off niggaz in dat green,Christ iz on da phone calling bt niggaz filled wid pride n thy kip staring at the phone screen/da wad z wat we to preach,bt being addicts to yellow paper z wat pipo teach/blessd to da fullest n tired ov pulling hattricks,naw luk hw we obedient to laws of God, heavenly politics....

Baudex:
And to u all who had listened to my [B]newest singles "Mo le nu" featuring psypro[/B]
this's the lyric of [B]my second verse.An M.I diss[/B]

Wat am tryin 2[B]say is[/B]
u entered rap witout knowin d [B]basis[/B]
u copied [B]ll'wizzy n kanye west 2blow[/B]
but i do this [B]easy,cuz greasy's best 2blow[/B]
yo,[B]coming fo the main stream,[/B]
[B]gunning 4 the games creams[/B]
[B]the cash n chicks[/B],[B]the cars and blinks.[/B]
[B]Be a star n be slick-
be fly n spit sick-
be sly n hit quick,[/B]
cuz u only gat on chance to [B]blow[/B]
so put ya mind 2it,n get ya [B]dooh.[/B]
This's murder [B]psypro on the hook,[/B]
wat do u expect with [B]psypro on d hook.[/B]
[B]S.I on the beat-yes i bring the heat[/B]
my [B]1st song[/B] is better than ya [B]best song[/B],am [B]vexed on.[/B]
No [B]C.V,CD[/B] but u still gon see me on ya [B]TV,VCD[/B]

You dissed MI with this and even Mustapha in Kebbi is yet to hear about it...

Bro, we done tire with all this BlaqBonez style rappers lately..

Go and listen to Trick; Greatness and Jesus Wept instead...

:-XI i don't kill but kill whoever trying to kill me like the corps--------guess ama gangstar covered by the law-rest in peace to y'all missed-to whom ass was found in the corpse

:-XI I don't kill but kill whoever trying to kill me like the corps--------guess ama gangstar covered by the law-rest in peace to y'all missed-to whom ass was found in the corpse

My FoFo make sure all ya Kids don't grow

I will wait

I've been around d world in 80 puffs/sipped so much Lin I may Neva cough/ rode so many waves and I've never surfed..maybe d internet..if u cld get my concept wld u trust or intellect...that's some solid food for that..wash ur hands and lick d plate..u got a dirty mind so how'd I start on a clean slate..cnt tell which way I'm heading even if I trafficate..I didn't hire u but all I need is a gun to fire u..

Check out this cool rap freestyle video


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t69CydY3ZVI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qfeQIIQ7iFY check these 8bars #FreestyleFriday with jesse jiga

RAP OF LIFE- Princened This day I dim it fit to let out this stunning gist/ Spiting bars like a pope Lyrics in a connective code/ Lines which never like this have been told Yet am i supposed to unfold/ In every scheme of thought, respect those who are before So to Plato, Achebe and Shakespeare, my respect is sure/ Part of this would be my first official drop Yet many would be made dumb Rising in the ranks with Kings Solomon's discretion But the wisdom is of a modern dimension. I struggled to learn the angels art Which entails being pure in heart/ And this got dem rivals angered Shouted and at me middle fingered/ This took me down in depression but I busted out and now they are left in compression/ now I'm high sailing / but their heart keep failing/! The last 7 lines where just some egoistic distraction/ which rappers and poets alike suffer but now let's get back to the real contention/ This poetry is no ranting Neither is it big mouth chanting/ It is not party political neither is it for the critical/ Some part of it are personal but, you will get the true matter now/ This poetry is quick and childish It is for the wise and foolish Do not stretch your imagination This poetry is about our nation Our dear Nigeria (Niger-area) Seemingly infected by a sickness worst than malaria/ A country which grew lazy when on account of crude oil they began to blow Now they have falling into a swelling tide of woe/ Each day is a struggle Cos every turn She is met with trouble/ Our leaders do fumble and in day light they do stumble/ The economy is in shambles every aspect shows the crumble/ During election they promised much but now all we get is scorch/ No hard feelings when the present G is slated But then the past can't be exonerated/ The country is in a state of social anomie Capitulated with political bigotry/ A country once beautiful like a meadow/ but now left with just it's shadow A country blessed with fertility But still must suffer Hunger in severity/ A land where crude oozes out of her soil Yet, must import petrol from nations of Barren soil The educational system is down The political system is a sham/ Many measures have been adopted Yet there be no positive adjusted/ Even prayers have been made But then, has the foundation be laid? / You can't reject salvation And expect divine intervention/ God has actually paid attention And as well made His mention/ That the nation must be free from corruption And turns away from her sins which knows no interruption/ A land which rejects the Holy One Shall stranger to him become/ O Nigerians, give ear The word of the Lord now hear/ Quit your evil actions Make honest transactions/ Injustice and oppression correct The orphans and widows protect/ Though scarlet is your sin You shall be white within/ If you learn to obey My plan You will eat the good of the land/ But if you rebel against My word You will be consumed by the sword/ Lord save our country and we therein Is our prayer to thee/ Forgive our sins Of our fathers and our seeds/ Uphold your true children in the bloodline And on our forehead mark your God sign Bestow on us grace to achieve our aims Heal as many that are lame/ From us take away shame But grant us our little portion of fame/ Take away weeping and sorrow Let signs and wonders follow/ Let none of us kick bucket But let money fill our pocket/ Amen By a young, aspiring poet PRINCE CHUKWUNEDUM

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mL-LXCkf2vw #FreestyleFriday #Episode9 from upcoming artiste Jesse jiga Twitter handle @jessejiga Instagram @jessejiga

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLfUIkDg0GM #FreestyleFriday giving u the raw side of Jesse jiga Twitter and Instagram account @jessejiga

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Ruhamah- Food ForbThought Lyrics

Spending money 2 acquire d things we already have. Placing too much fucking value on the things we never need. Verstehen on you and all you niggas ever think is greed. So the only thing dat develops is only how we strive
Colonialism in imperialism is all I see, a blind mind x blinded by riches and dat shit killing me. Worshiping and bowing down to the gods that we barely know. Over drugged in dis opium we can barely say a no. The struggle is a mountain can d poor ever rest, the higher we go is the harder the struggle freeze our chest. Many men back down dey ain't gat dier 50s up. Living in a blurr picture xo we gotta Photoshop. Hands behind ma back I think the cops just got the wrong man, letting the criminal run away I think its all planned. They put me behind bars it's ok cos I can kill the beat. Music for liberation so the masses never take defeat. Every body crying searching for Mandela 2.0, now that I am out here will I die a villian or a heroe.
Funny when you see a pegan talk about the Holy Ghost, its like asking Adolf Hitler why he had the Holocaust. Brothers drawing swords against their brothers in dis jungle. Marital homes being converted into Royal rumble. Bitches chasing dogs no more running after Lions. Africa hotter dan a malfunctioning iron. Leaders care more 4 d pockets Dan dey care more 4 d masses. Children of d rich abroad while d poor is skipin classes.
In ma retinal, u can only see d pains. Good men gone bt history do not know their names. Dropping dropping dropping means we talk about the bombings if we talk about the bombings then we talk about the runnings if we talk about the runnings then we talk about the killings if we talk about the killings money x what the preachers preaching.
John 11 35 it happens to everyone, kick against the Bible you can beat your chest legends are born. Enemies don't know your dreams so dey never shut you down, overcome the obstacles you can fucking take the crown. On the way to history gallops kinnda everywhere, December 31st everybody waiting for the year. Some niggas may make it, some niggas may make it not, die today or die tomorrow everyone in hell we rot.
Talk about the homeless talk about the orphans talk about the beggars talk about the hawkers talk about the mourners. I'd rather be the Dangote than to be a Dangote. Accident is loading gotta run after I hit the pay. Tears rolling down my eyes now av gotta pay the price, gimme 2 more years on Earth name it ama sacrifice. If I hit my target guess the blessings should be overdoze, passing every trial and temptation like am Toni Kross. Looking back at yesterday today is not another day, visions of the future blurr gotta take another way. Niggas wanna come 1st but they end up coming may, gotta lotta things to say I'll save it for another day.


I think we need more of this and less of does.Ruhamah- Food ForbThought Lyrics

Spending money 2 acquire d things we already have. Placing too much fucking value on the things we never need. Verstehen on you and all you niggas ever think is greed. So the only thing dat develops is only how we strive
Colonialism in imperialism is all I see, a blind mind x blinded by riches and dat shit killing me. Worshiping and bowing down to the gods that we barely know. Over drugged in dis opium we can barely say a no. The struggle is a mountain can d poor ever rest, the higher we go is the harder the struggle freeze our chest. Many men back down dey ain't gat dier 50s up. Living in a blurr picture xo we gotta Photoshop. Hands behind ma back I think the cops just got the wrong man, letting the criminal run away I think its all planned. They put me behind bars it's ok cos I can kill the beat. Music for liberation so the masses never take defeat. Every body crying searching for Mandela 2.0, now that I am out here will I die a villian or a heroe.
Funny when you see a pegan talk about the Holy Ghost, its like asking Adolf Hitler why he had the Holocaust. Brothers drawing swords against their brothers in dis jungle. Marital homes being converted into Royal rumble. Bitches chasing dogs no more running after Lions. Africa hotter dan a malfunctioning iron. Leaders care more 4 d pockets Dan dey care more 4 d masses. Children of d rich abroad while d poor is skipin classes.
In ma retinal, u can only see d pains. Good men gone bt history do not know their names. Dropping dropping dropping means we talk about the bombings if we talk about the bombings then we talk about the runnings if we talk about the runnings then we talk about the killings if we talk about the killings money x what the preachers preaching.
John 11 35 it happens to everyone, kick against the Bible you can beat your chest legends are born. Enemies don't know your dreams so dey never shut you down, overcome the obstacles you can fucking take the crown. On the way to history gallops kinnda everywhere, December 31st everybody waiting for the year. Some niggas may make it, some niggas may make it not, die today or die tomorrow everyone in hell we rot.
Talk about the homeless talk about the orphans talk about the beggars talk about the hawkers talk about the mourners. I'd rather be the Dangote than to be a Dangote. Accident is loading gotta run after I hit the pay. Tears rolling down my eyes now av gotta pay the price, gimme 2 more years on Earth name it ama sacrifice. If I hit my target guess the blessings should be overdoze, passing every trial and temptation like am Toni Kross. Looking back at yesterday today is not another day, visions of the future blurr gotta take another way. Niggas wanna come 1st but they end up coming may, gotta lotta things to say I'll save it for another day.


I think we need more of this and less of does.Ruhamah- Food ForbThought Lyrics

Spending money 2 acquire d things we already have. Placing too much fucking value on the things we never need. Verstehen on you and all you niggas ever think is greed. So the only thing dat develops is only how we strive
Colonialism in imperialism is all I see, a blind mind x blinded by riches and dat shit killing me. Worshiping and bowing down to the gods that we barely know. Over drugged in dis opium we can barely say a no. The struggle is a mountain can d poor ever rest, the higher we go is the harder the struggle freeze our chest. Many men back down dey ain't gat dier 50s up. Living in a blurr picture xo we gotta Photoshop. Hands behind ma back I think the cops just got the wrong man, letting the criminal run away I think its all planned. They put me behind bars it's ok cos I can kill the beat. Music for liberation so the masses never take defeat. Every body crying searching for Mandela 2.0, now that I am out here will I die a villian or a heroe.
Funny when you see a pegan talk about the Holy Ghost, its like asking Adolf Hitler why he had the Holocaust. Brothers drawing swords against their brothers in dis jungle. Marital homes being converted into Royal rumble. Bitches chasing dogs no more running after Lions. Africa hotter dan a malfunctioning iron. Leaders care more 4 d pockets Dan dey care more 4 d masses. Children of d rich abroad while d poor is skipin classes.
In ma retinal, u can only see d pains. Good men gone bt history do not know their names. Dropping dropping dropping means we talk about the bombings if we talk about the bombings then we talk about the runnings if we talk about the runnings then we talk about the killings if we talk about the killings money x what the preachers preaching.
John 11 35 it happens to everyone, kick against the Bible you can beat your chest legends are born. Enemies don't know your dreams so dey never shut you down, overcome the obstacles you can fucking take the crown. On the way to history gallops kinnda everywhere, December 31st everybody waiting for the year. Some niggas may make it, some niggas may make it not, die today or die tomorrow everyone in hell we rot.
Talk about the homeless talk about the orphans talk about the beggars talk about the hawkers talk about the mourners. I'd rather be the Dangote than to be a Dangote. Accident is loading gotta run after I hit the pay. Tears rolling down my eyes now av gotta pay the price, gimme 2 more years on Earth name it ama sacrifice. If I hit my target guess the blessings should be overdoze, passing every trial and temptation like am Toni Kross. Looking back at yesterday today is not another day, visions of the future blurr gotta take another way. Niggas wanna come 1st but they end up coming may, gotta lotta things to say I'll save it for another day.


I think we need more of this and less of does.

Shitty rappers here ill use dem words to clean
Asshole
U lack punchlines d only u spit is spit frm
Your mouth hole ..
I don't feel ur words like sex with d dead
So whack y'all need to be in a record deal with bred davido cousin bunch of illicit rappers
Fucking d culture.. Ill body up u niggas leave
Ur body to d vultures y'all are a disgrace to
Hip hop culture.. fake rappers fix up ur vocabulary
Don't go against me I gat words like rpg bullets
In my artillery naw dats lesson one pay attention
Like kids in d class preparing for examination
Cause am d principal of rap bitches

[quote author=Lilnigga post=47555896]aiyoo lilcee is bak here spiting rhymes, killing wack MC s with not time, dats right am d military man[quote] Suicide alert

Punchline: i place ma mirror in d ceilin cus im lookin up to myself

Who merely raps when Hell is simply being himself?
Who dares to speak when I'm talking about myself?
Perhaps, I've made more impact creatively than YOU can ever do to yourself.

I pitch my tent
Like a Poseidon with a trident
A rabbinical heaven sent
Reeling scrolls from the circus tent

My bars like a bull
And lethal weapons on the pull
They are stepping tools
Which are not for a fool.

I path beats
Like the seas
if you check the worksheet
It was never really neat.




From the Lyrical Rhino - John Destiny


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juicygirl:
You don't know the Technique so don't tell lies,
I'll shoot your mum in the back & f*uck the bullet hole until she dies,
I damage any rapper who step in my direction,
You're scared, ain'tcha? you drunk animal,

I'll murder you in a battle rap