This is ur boy gyrics one of d illest lyricist nigeria have ever produced,let em punch lines drop.

r u ok?

I drop flows that are so sick/

am back in my zone/da punch line zone i've got people wonderin/coz my punch linez ar unknown/they know i punch lines they call me d punch father/amon punch harder/i've got so much venoms that i gat people saying sermons/

this is just 5% of wat i have 2 offer,let em mceez role in n kick some more we'll set d standard high,let dem barz drop,d lyrical wizard have spoken.

dope linez,i guess no contester.

Lmaoooo

you know what it is son.

@gyrics~

LMAO this dudes ar funny.

Ayo Gyrics
You can't spit any lyrics
I won't stop till I'm finished
Quit drinking your Guiness
Rap is something Gyrics only does when he's drunk
He does the shitt to take the piss but rap is my drug

stop yo trick
for i put this d!!ck
dead on yo lip when it hits
it gonna kiss 

frm geeflex to gyrics
i dont know who gave you the number
is it juicy or fatfish
boy you are at the wrong joint
cos for sure im gonna eat you like ice-fish
you not the one so stop spittin
slit your mic and now you cryin
im like wat is wrong wit this kitten
gyrics or mythic wateva u are in front of me
watch or ur a** or u mite get bleeped

gyrics you goin down, nd i mean it

@gflex, are you really gonna fight a girl, what a pussy!
@gflex and juicygirl
He does the work of three men: Curly, Larry and Moe
Eeny meeny miny mo, catch a rapper by it's toe
Next time you shave, try standing an inch or two closer to the blade.
Cuz juicygirl you got a moustache babe
If I was as ugly as you were, I wouldn't say Hi to folk, I'd say BOO!
And everyone will be like "WHAT THE Bleep ARE YOU?!"
You've got the perfect weapon against muggers - yer face.
That's the only reason you're hard mate!
You got a face only a mother could love, unfortunately she too hates it!
Juicy you're too racist

u niggaz r u wack 2 b dope
zpit real crack zo u myt hav hope
ain't read any ill lyricz ever zince
i guez u'll r JONEZD lyk da prince

@maniakz
ALL YOU DO IS COME IN HERER AND TALK BUT YOU NEVER DROP A RHYME. YOU SUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

but i might stand a betta chance cuz im white and good
and for my race and my age i'm in a nike hood
yo shits too dull you sound like your dead
you aint got no life in you just knife your head
an' hopefully you'll get poontang someday too.
maniakz a fucken bich in the sunday news
I'ma come back wit a verse quicker than a gun burst
words'll shoot you everywhere cuz and even your bum hurts
think u all that dont you
you spit 4 lines, what you know about vocals?
you get hit swiftly and put on both knees
aint such a maniac now so go freeze

u all spit as if u ar out of oxygen.
Be4 u spit mak sure generate some glycogen.
Cos ar dont think rap is addicted 2 ur gen.

Don't make me bombard your screen when I lyrically bomb drop.
Blow a hole in you shirt and expose your tank top.
You only type on screens, your talent is never seen,
You're not real you f*cking punk, so quit acting out a scene.
You're nothing more than a fictional character who started a message board
Cause your delivery in the booth is too lame to ever be heard.
I dig deep like morticians in cemetaries,
Bury you with words that make yours seem secondary.
Just stop, lay down, GO TO SLEEP B*TCH, you can only dream of beating me,
Just face the music D*CK!!! Lyrical intimidator, who you know greater,
Dc3treet you need to check your Right Gaurd, cause I'm coming from the left,
You don't think the way I do, I'm Holistic with myself.
My lyrical content is complete and utter nonsense,
My quick wit and skill will have you climbing a Barbed Fence.
Once I commence to stomp you out of your miserable existence,
Don't listen to what they say, you couldn't win with persistence.
Just be content with being the second best, respond if you want b*tch,
So I can snap your f*cking neck. This is not a threat, I aint got to that yet,
Stick to cutting and pasting, anyway, who's got next?!?

F*cking punks!!!

I'm on it, use it, stroke it, phock it, d best part dump it

coz its useless, tasteles n even p=ussyless

yes i'm talkin 2ya, d girl dats juicyless

i know u wish u were
d air i breath

but its clear u got no flare so ur kiss i writh

its a coup'detat like breakin ur heart

to shreds and pieces, pour u my pisses, leav u torn apart

broken forever, for u to recover, never!

And u stay used, abused, confused coz u got no lover

who knows u, nobody! Who digs u sombody!

But he is dead n buried, so u sulk in ya misery

ever called on shows but never paid doe_s

u lost ya virginity, u lost d rose so on u tube, nude u pose

stil u dont get paid off
d last time i checkd u had a handcuff

b1ch ya life z done with
hang urself, at ya grave i'd b ya priest

to pray ya soul to hell were u belong

i already got a rap 4ya funeral song

d happy departure of a mediocre

a sluty b1tch legendary in africa

she over stayed, so joecool got her laid

I'm on it, use it, stroke it, phock it, d best part dump it

coz its useless, tasteles n even p=ussyless

yes i'm talkin 2ya, d girl dats juicyless

i know u wish u were
d air i breath

but its clear u got no flare so ur kiss i writh

its a coup'detat like breakin ur heart

to shreds and pieces, pour u my pisses, leav u torn apart

broken forever, for u to recover, never!

And u stay used, abused, confused coz u got no lover

who knows u, nobody! Who digs u sombody!

But he is dead n buried, so u sulk in ya misery

ever called on shows but never paid doe_s

u lost ya virginity, u lost d rose so on u tube, nude u pose

stil u dont get paid off
d last time i checkd u had a handcuff

b1ch ya life z done with
hang urself, at ya grave i'd b ya priest

to pray ya soul to hell were u belong

i already got a rap 4ya funeral song

d happy departure of a mediocre

a sluty b1tch legendary in africa

she over stayed, so joecool got her laid

hahaha nice "attempt" at a rap
Okay now u wont do sh*it.
cause u a punk as*s b*itch!
wanna talk like ya got a big d*ick.
haha its more like a huge as*s c*lit!
cause your a pus*sy a*ss b*itch.
try bustin anything on me.
whether it be.
a clip or nut ima pull out my pistol cause i dont give a flip
ill shove it in your slit pull the trigga and let flesh rip.
now shut yo trap.
haha now dont trip
or ima take ya off the skool bus
eat your lunch and fu*ck ya crush.
u gotta crush cause u cant get a bi*tch.
cause u got no cash got no di*ck.
last i heard of u gettin lit (as in smokin)
was in the news when my crews
lit up your moms pad.
we walked rite in and beat your dad.
thats right he still livin with mom and dad.
son its out style it was a fad.
now quit talkin hard or you wont live to go far.
see im livin life flyin by in my foreign car.
and for the load u wanna blow u gotta get yo nuts out of your moms mason jar.
haha u cant live it real so for you this is a crutch.
now shut the fu*ck up while i light my dutch.

juicygirl and dc3treet diss
everytime i read your rap bullshit it blow me away
more to the point it wets me. you need someone to show you the way
i'll be like 50 cent
and you're just a Miss Content
I can feast on a beat, and poo out a hit
and you can get the shiitt out kicked
i'ma tell ya now ya best step back less ya want ta see yo brain splat
then have it happen again by the same cat
it makes me laugh cuz your a lame brain
DUMB GIRL'S the name cuz I'm your main game
and jus go lookin for more
until u hooking with a LovePeddler

haayooo fatfish
u mak no se***nse in dis iissh
wen am don wit ur ish u change 2 ca***tfish
ur flow is self***ish
got no swagi***sh
ur flow is r***ootless
wat a mess makin no se***nse
it because u listen 2 no pur***esense
ma pounchlinez change ur sk**in r**eflection
fatfish ar guess u hav an i**nfection
2 me u got no p**osition
all u flow is er**or
raise ur head n u c me in ur miror
wat a mistake deesing ar sail**or
am ar ma**yor
whatch out 4ma rocket
blow ur h***ome n da only tin u bring out wil be ur blank**et
dont say hooo no, chell out is jst ar blow
ar mak name in morrocco n togo
ma name dc3treet is da logo
ma flow is ar 3D
am da MD
as 4 u ur jst a bab**y
so nedd**y wat a pett**y
u wont su***rvive ma ak47
not even da lucky number seven, am out

i'd grab a knife and then slash your pu*ssy
leave your corpse on the floor i'm a grappler
if your mother gets in the way i'm a be slappin her
if your sister gets in the way i'm a be smashin her
in a real life situation you'd piss ya pants on the curb
hollar back nigga i'll put you in a body bag nigga
you a sad nigga, ask yerr moms i'm your dad nigga

Bleep yall i say it proudly
all you fagits tryna doubt me
dunno a thing about me
you look like your buzzin on e,s
n crawlin with fleas
how ya gonna walk with broken knees
you be beggin me please, STOP!
walk in and catch me smokin all ya crop
when i walk by all the bitches jaws just drop,
people know when im around cuz im loud
im followed by a crowd
of sexy bitches
or a few stupid niggas dat want a few stiches
cuz im a big fuckin shark you just food for the fishes
, i dont battle i just like ta freestyle about shit that matters, like gettin stoned haha

ar explode load n reload
mo*th*er**fuc**kerz ar call dem t**oad
wen am in da road
maintain ur lane
dnt let me brake from ma chain
cos i got wave powers dat exp**lode u lik ar plane
ar can en**d da world in 2 mi**nute wit ma rap leric
cos am atomic
5seconds left 4 u 2 say ur last p**rayar,

im after lookin at alot of your rhymes
and alot of the time it deosnt even ryhme

I'm in the hood for d great feast

just the rite mood to wield my fist

across d length nd breadth of ya face coz i'm pissed

pissed to the core i cud death punch a beast

to the floor yes a beast,a beast like you

that em death z passed due

but living on a grace of a low lifer

and darin joecool d rap alpha

m.i.c sniper punchline gaffer

the best of d rest but not a rapper(wrapper)

i can't be used, like gas i diffuse

get into ya brain fuse and get u confuse

juiced, bemused and dump like em refuse

after u served ur toilet use

joecool bringin u to lethargy

just him with so much synergy

neutralizin d chemistry of ur biology

haltin ur body physics with no energy

gy gy gy, its me blazin in degreez

in a complete circle i'd make hell freeze

coz i'm the reason devils got kneeze

i can't decrease, divinity just gota increase

dis mi son in whom i'm well please

so y'all gota hear mi, i'm ya paradise feez

Yo fatfish, i buried yew long ago/ Is yew still talking/ Yew a fucking zombie/Yo methods so medevial if yew was a rapper rap wuld nid revival/ I dont nid 2 swing a nine 2 scare yew my acidic spit already slayed yew/ Shit its bullshit dissing homos i n, oe yew got gay in yo hormonez/ Like yew lovin it wen yo dad shoves hiz shotgun dick down yo asshole freak/Dont get me started i'll pop yew lyk popcorn/ desert d rap game go cheer me wit a pompom/ Am so up there lyk zeus yew so down there lyk zaccheus stretching 2 see my actionz/. Kablooey i've blown yew in piecez. yew pissed? sue me 4 these dissez or beta yet scram lyk pussiez i still get decorated wit acez. hahaha. Bitch!

Bad morning to you all