Yo
If You gat real style and believe You are the best Lyricist on Nairaland
                                  Let's freestyle .

RULES >
1* No name Calling  (The StarWars thread is Open)
2* No abusive words (Yo momma, Dad) between You and your Opponent
3* No copy and Paste Lyrics please. (Originality) .
4* No Irrelevant Talking (Jus Rap or Freestyle)


I'll start off :

I'm class in the dictionary that's y I created anotha thread
Some say I'm the best but y'all might be the best when high of dirts
I put the Rap in freestyle so I go back to the studio to enact my flow
Serch for a microscope n' see if there's anotha rapper on Nairaland who cud snacth my flow
The realest rapper on Nairaland, niggas no my pride
Money, Power n' respect that what I live n' die
I'm about the MURDER somebodi call the cops or F.B.I
Cusz like Paul Wall I got the internet going naughty n' nuts
Check the lines of lyrics, I reverse what u call ya best
Chew it up in pieces n' make u call yaself anotha Nairaland greatest
Neva let Tianshie get You cusz You knw his the best n' so called greatest
But me I still ride like Nairaland most talented lyrical professor n' the baddest
Put a Paddy_lo in the mix- You get anotha eyes similar to me
Me n' him love chics so good that when we bang ya chics - We forget our dicks
Stick u in the class of losers when I get my lyrical young prince- Jduck comin' for ya
We never battle but we throw lyrical tantrums like Me & WORDSMITH
His the best, No, I'm the best even SEUN cudn't decide if I gave him 100 gs
Naijafan wit the capture of snipers call it a no sh**t no surrender
Alexpissu still crazy, that Nigga high of Money n' Lyrical heroine
Put a Hybrid X in it- The next generation of Nairaland Rapper get bigger n' bigger
Rapshody got the gospel in every speech, now that's my nigga
And Dblock still reppin' Hoods in brisbane - Shouts to my Nigga up in Australia

Me I'm a DON DELA CAPONE - Ya best rappers no me to well
A walk heavenly GOD similar to  Saddam Hussien
I talk what I walk n' walk what I talk to well
I'm a beast go ask thecolonel- that nigga know me to well
I put chedda to a deer like a tru royce rolls twin
Shatter lyrics that make ya brain shiver for a think
I am what I am - Am I what am I
I'm MENIKE the LAST DON - Sayin' welcome to ANOTHA RAP*FREESTYLE VOL 2 THREAd


Next nigga round this Up

chiogo:

ok, cool topic.

one question tho, is cursin'/swearin' allowed??

Yes - But If You can't avoid it then dish it out politely

(Like this)

Curse a Nigga like me
I devour ya glory n' feed it to my street
I'm a disciple among my peers
Similar to a Pope n' Bishop
But Fu*ck a voodoo but I stll love my Imans

Oh yeah yea
Take it from me - I'm a King to ladies
A playa by birth n' street tradition
You ain't feelin lyrics go hang yaself
Me n' Chiogo call us anotha Bonnie n' Clyde
We in Love n' wild call it Crazy In Love
Chiogo - Ohh
That girl go so naughty n' bad, caught me a cute smile
All I do it Touch n' die
Holla baq baby if You goin' my B/A/B/Y
Ohh No I see Jduck comin' - I gotta go n' leave wit P/I/T/Y

My name is Young - Not similar to Jay Z or Hov
A black man in love with chicken - y'all silly 4 leavin' me in a KFC
Halt cusz I spit wit alotta hydraulics
Neva run away from dissin' but love alotta pussi kissin'
Got sex on my mind like I was Lil Wayne goin' mad on his lines
Plus I got a Duffle Bag- Ladies love so much cusz its filled wit sperms n' balls
Hahha - A roc Boy but never was I an' American Gangsta
Love my hustle, I do it for my unborn kid Russell
With Chiogo my baby mama- I don't need anotha Puerto Rican mama
2 wrongs don't make a right, so Chiogo can my 3yr old baby brittany call u Mama 

Im the tha R. to the A./P to the S.O./D.Y./i dnt spit rhymes 4 d pesos/meanwhile/my dresscode be Christocentric/bt still fresh,tho!

Aint all about vendetta/A.Ks,berrettas/if u rock dat/im like "yeah,yeah! whateva!"/cats say my name in vain(vane)/like i regulate d weather!

Ask menike/its amazing how i be like/d John baptist of d rap game/i make u see lite!

Hybrid-X be d next/generation of Emcee
quite evidently blessed manifest/he be d Plan B!

Ma man Po deep/long time we no see/u kno hw it is,negroe/we go deep!

Mailmalc's still rappin/bringin d trilogy action/hit accurately wt flowz/iller than Marksmen!

My timez spent/tryna recollect where i been/been there,done dat/aint tryna be violent/me and Jduck stay nicer/wt Christ,man!

I got ya

I go so hard that I easzy forget the existence of God
Not a Nun in my hood so don't blame me 4 not think of none
Never loved Jesus but I in love wit Jesus Christ
With cross I carry- tell me who I'm suppose to thank
Tax me I scissors u wit the rapture of blood n' water
Need a Church in me- B4 I go smoke  anotha blunt of blow
A satan in flesh I know ya anger thats why I'm the devil
Me n' rapsody so good wit bars
We both was anointed wit the holy water n' an anointed holy oil
Need church in ya life go meet a Catholic priest
Got a serious problem go holla at the Pentecostal G's
But if u need sex, money n' drugs in ya life come meet Menike the notorius G

Holla

@Rapsody
Nigga I wud have gone on n' on butI gotta be in the Studio
I'll be back n' keep pouring them bars

most rapper on nairaland trying to do some hardcore shit.why not just be urself.how well can u put most of this lines on a beat.Please.

colomb:

most rapper on nairaland trying to do some hardcore shit.why not just be yourself.how well can u put most of this lines on a beat.Please.

I hope u read the rules b4 U posted. U don't like it, It's called in the U.S.A "PASS"

RULE*
4* No Irrelevant Talking (Jus Rap or Freestyle)

@MENIKE
MENIKE GREAT WORK AND GREAT RESURRECTION, VOL 2 OF RAP FREESTYLE

@COLOMB
THIS IS NOT STAR WARS, CURSING AND BEEF ISNT ALLOWED HERE.IN STAR WARS I AM THE MOST DISRESPECTFUL , BUT UP IN HERE , I KEEP STRICTLY TO D RULES .IF U DONT LIKE WHAT WE DO HERE , WHY DONT U JUST ''PASS''. NO SWEARING HERE PLS.

@EVERYONE-CHECK THIS OUT , ITS HOTTING UP!
BIGGEST NAIRALAND BATTLE RAP WORLD CUP.2007 FINALS.ENTRIES NOW OPEN
https://www.nairaland.com/nigeria/topic-93267.0.html

@menike

nice one bro . . . . . most definately goona drop somthing . . . pardon me bro but things kinda changed now . . .
yo! check it



business as usuall
usuall suspect's d un-usual

Gods love, could'nt refuse that
victroy's mine ,i can prove that

analys this , that n thus . . .
says the Lord of host

am 'r make ur enemies thy foot-stool
copy that,clearly understood

hiphop gospel disciple
spiritual battle need no riffles

my tool be my bible
breed no violence,mend my broken silence

embracing a new altitude
no more wordly attitude

spot da rightoeus path
i aint rolling wit no multitude

ONE LOVE

Ahem, if i may indulge. . .

Now Gbadebo's known as the Wordsmith/
leave your chick lovesick with that joystick/
back like your behind, and still stronger/
lyrically checked my stats with the gats ta erase blunders/
these foes think the coast is clear/
but the lyrical verbose keeps 'em hoes on 'em toes' here/
good grief//this cat cooks beef with the flows he stirs/
to your wackness, i'm that prescription/
. . .the description, the Word smiths verbs with a precision/
mad props to my homes Menike for the freestyle ressurrection/
go against him? Lol, he's the Punchline Proffesor guaranteed to teach u a lesson/
me and Tianshie on some ill shit, sick as the flow goes/
better get yourself some 50cl, we're as dope as the coke goes/
wanna stay on that grind? better ask P_lo/
on some real 0s, he weighs 'em stacks in kilos/
Hybrid put the "X" on you like the cerebro/*
spits that sickness like the viral with the retro/
battle N-fan? Who wants to be the next stan?/
skin u alive on that mic. . .oh well, u can call it ur best tan/
mailmalc? Nah, malc mails you your death warrant/
on deathrow, u get signed (sine) like the 2nd quadrant/*
Po Deep, you know we go deep/
blood in, blood out, these cats know how we flow deep/
Deep the 25th and the Wordsmith/
now who gon' be the next fool to talk shit?/

dudes i smell a mix -tape in hurr . . . .damn . , . so much flames in hurr . . .real raw underground skills. . . . .crude from the earths core . . . . .fresh un-taped resource . . .
what the hell's 'x' waiting for . . . . . (grabs the mic)


brids got a new look/far from a crook/
thugs stare harder than a medusa look/

i got the hood shook/star warz misundestood/
am on a move/yo!!! am a living proof of what the Lord gonna do/

spit that gospel truth/ walk that narrow path like the righteous do/
watch ma steps though /i aint falling like dat rich fool/

my soul food /pick up my cross and follow u(christ)/
till the end /this is my never-ending story book/

dont even trip dude/many are called choosen are few/
all breeds got the call /by his grace brid got to breath tru/

walk the city gates on bare foot/. . dont it look beautiful?/
beautiful are the feet of they that preach the gospel/


humbly go on your knees and pray/seek forgiveness for your sins/
glory to him who formed the worlds in jus seven days/

now tell me who's got game?/ so u hanging wit lucifer /pooh! the dudes a fake/
a G-O-D wannaabe phony/ reminds me of monopoly money/


SHALOM!!!!

SICK!!!

A quick spit. . .

I show a wack mc the exit/
my rate o' change of illness, i dy/dx it/*
got that magic, still pull tricks up me sleeves/
dope with flow, yet don't do 'em sticks wit 'em seeds/
old n new, flows like the new Henny/
get caught with 'em strays, a wack one too many/
on point like a dot, bust straight from the gut/
the block pays when u duck strays from the glock/
my timin'. . . .the clockwork's overload/
ma rhymin'. . . .nonstop i overode/
. . .still analytical, calculatin' vectors/
mathematically inclined, analysin' sectors. . ./
curves n diagrams. . .dope when we snort in higher grams/
rocked with//sought with the higher hands/
ripped mics while still on that calculus/
Laface theorem couldn't tell when i'm about to bust/ i dust this//
. . .wack mcs, then i floss this wit 'em stacks n chips/
. . .don't need no D-cups when i'm about ta bust this. . ./
. . .mic, u can ask Hugo, he'll tell you who the Boss is/


lol. . . .just wrote as it came to my mind. . .

runnin on my 3rd month shit dont look sane to me/still believn on change man cos shit look d same to me/still missin my fam,my homies i hope they stay up/too many memories man wishin it'll be no'mo oneday wen i wake up/tired of sein fake thugz playin hard like they game/thru gangstaz dont play,smokin cancer sticks dont make u hard in d game/niggaz really gotta understand dat fact man/im d bridge btw wats not n wats rap man/neva did tyme or shot a nigga wit a gat man/but i don seen more war dan u jokers cos im d bat man,

@Hybrid-X"

keep spittin rap prophecies wt no apologies.We stack more ill delivery than gynaecologists"

Check:

Many man/be trippin off dat henney,man/
d crackspot be dat spot,where/they put d pennies in/
tryna act d fool(full)/bt they soulz need replenishing!

Hands on they crotch/Tech-9 in d waistline/ice on they watch/Wishing they cud erase time/
and start over again/relate wt d great minds!

Shawty at d window/tryna keep wt d tempo/fast money,flashy humveez/wondering what she got into/
she breathin real heavy/palms hitting her temple/
too many complicatnz/she had thot it was simple/
nobody told her about/d trouble she was info/now she got d VIRUS!/ death wud come instalmental!

We all got choices/D TRUTH or d poison/d decision we make/elevates or destroys us!

Nuff said wtout bloodshed!

Nice one, son. . .welcome!

I burst guns n' fish the net surface
An ex-coke dealer- Neva convicted never a single time
Put nigga in a duffle bag - Menike is at his prime
You a prime rib to me, I wrap u up n' have u 4 lunch
The greatest gay of ya time- hope u ready 4 a relunch
Investigate ya birth, Nigga I was the nigga that fathered You
Boss in my league all I do my entire life is History
All u do in ya life is steal beans n' some mozarella cheese
Gather ya lifeless body n' throw yaself into the dust bin
I am the ghost in ya dream, Ya girl love my gummy cream
See me cummin u beta get ready to show I.D
Classified the best among the homeless in ya hood
And if You cud get prepared to come get my cake If You cud
I got the access to ya life like Diddy & Suge
Still blow that Kush, I'm allergic to cancer
Call me the R.Kelly, never fu*ck teens but a Nairaland pied Pipper
Call it an Officail return of the Punchline Professor n' A King
Lookin' 4 ya chic, She's ridin' dirty on my Di*ck - Nigga

I leave Niggas Dearly departed- Nairaland cud testify
Fillin' the 12 9 Nigga, that means I multiply
From the stone age so if You get pissed, go diaceptify
A OG wit twon word, Hello y'all I'm STREET CERTIFIED
Catch a coward n' leave him in grave of an amplifier
A gold digger life ya chic- Nigga I'm solidified
A suit case was You to me, I don't fu*ck of who You are
Extravagant my lifestyle, No MENIKE thats not what You are
Get a grip, put u in a coffin cusz You can't be what I am
Dogg tape u n' put a money on ya head like a kid You are
Simplify u wit my lyrics cusz I am what I am
A dumb dicksucker, Nigga ya chic said thats what You are


Lyrics be me, that last line made me laugh
Sorry u pathetic gay, Ya chic is mine
I on the page of ghost, You before u talk get a baff
Rocawear in my mind- thecolonel said urs is bend n' select like it was mine
Better plan 4 ya funeral in attendance is 3000 Nairalanders
Menike,Seun,Tianshie,Paddy_lo,WORDSMITH,HybridX,Mailmaic,Jduck,Rapsody,Chiogo
So Little Son get ready to say Hi to the devil - Niggas now lets say all "GO"

Tianshie, can u give me that mic, i need to talk to the Father/
need to thank Him for the good and even when things got harder/
gave me a gift to spit with that vigour/
it figures//how i handles that mic with no rigour/
while peeps be spittin' in tongues, been shooting flames, spittin' me lungs/
dragon ball-z couldn't dust me, ish was nasty like i was sittin' in dung/
pops passed away, transition in progress, highway was Heaven/
Po Deep still a young 'un then, had barely made seven/
thought we were finished, that was the beginning of the ending/
spines got strained but moms became the backbone/
raised four kids all by herself in that home/
had to hustle that paper, in pry schl sold my biscuits to my classmates/
taught Po Deep the rules, he ripped bootlegs for the cash chase/
. . .those harsh days, them notes never came at a fast pace/
then things got a lil' better with the cheddar cheese/
but streets became ugly, homies lost with the berreta squeeze/
Y boys, became the kingpins with the sleek rims/
paid their dues to the po pos and walked with street fiends/
ma gave us that education, gave us the right tools to think with/
but boys stay boys and the streets we had to link with/
even with them cats, i knew my stats/
never was the rat, snitched none, never blazed that gat/
. . . . . . . . . .


Frag it, will continue later. . .heavy for me right now. . .dunno what came over me. . .

Yeah, those were d times, a 2 bedroom flat
was were my family was at
Moms joined Pops in heaven, had to move out.
Thot I could slang somn nd by a fcukn new house.
Little rude mouth, no regards for slackers, no regards for schoolin
no regards 4 my country, no regards 4 d U.N,
If I hit ur girl, her pregnancy is an accident
why's her mama blamin me, she shoulda thot her daughta abstinence!
Sorry 4 talkin ugly, I'm feelin a little depressed, stress? No just need 2 get my head examined
I luv email spammin and 419 scammin.
All thanks to my cousin, I luv em, he gave me his girl strictly for rubbadubbin!
Oh shit, I'm startin to talk crazy again, Lord help me.

Let me guess, folly is at it again? That dude needs to stay of 'em trees. . .

I AIN'T REPPING NOWHERE,JUST REPPING ME,
ND IF THERE AIN'T NO DOUGH I'LL RAP 4 FREE
MY FELLAS KNOW THE KINDA G I BE
COS WHEN I GET 2 SPITTING AL'EM HATERS FLEE
D KINDA HIGH U GET EVERY VERSE I SPEAK
U'D NEVA GET EVEN ON EVEREST'S PEAK
LUV 2 MEET FLY GIRLS,LUV 2 MEET FLY CHICKS
DN'T WANT NO SHY GIRLS,DAMN I NEED A FREAK
I'MA STAY LOCKD IN MY PORSCHE CARRERA
ND I'MA STAY HOT COS I'LL BE FLY FOREVER
U SEE MY ISH IS KUL,I KULD SPIT WHENEVA
ND SEE MY HUSTLE RULES NO ONE KULD DO IT BETTA
Y'ALL KNO D PARTY'S ME,I'M D PARTY STARTER
I HOLD'EM SHAWTIES DOWN,A CERTIFIED SHOWSTOPPER
I GOT MY NIGGAS BACKS,A BONAFIDE GOGETTER.PEACE

@rapsody

keep it coming bro. . . . . much blessing

jus a freestyle. . . . . . (starts spitting) . . . . .

ma conversation strickly purified purity
suspend d earth like she lost gravity

gain weight like we living lavishly
calvary greetings 2 ma homeboy rapsody

prison brake out'a hell's jail /watch the enemy bail
Christ's we solid rock/the reason we can never fell

brids that ill emmcee/ on a scale of one to ten(1-10)
am r score a hundred and ten (110)/

then kick a couple rhymes from d lions den
like moses did am r bury pharoahs men

@Wordsmith & Po deep

I'm feelin dat right there! Dats sumfin i can relate to,right there! I got stories 2 tell,too! Yall takin me back,man! Damn,those dayz was real grimey! Im a drop some ill thots,soon.Just gimme a sec!

@Hybrid-X

Ill-spittin dude/u d X-Man who d epistles/was written to/im feelin u, son!

@Wordsmith & Po deep

I'm feelin dat right there! Dats sumfin i can relate to,right there! I got stories 2 tell,too! Yall takin me back,man! Damn,those dayz was real grimey! Im a drop some ill thots,soon.Just gimme a sec!

@Hybrid-X

Ill-spittin dude/u d X-Man who d epistles/was written to/im feelin u, son!

@ Rapsody,

oh i see u too bro. Days were grimey, feel depressed at times when i think about it. . .

@ '25th :

how about we keep cyphering with this? I need to let off some steam. . .

19th of December that fateful day/
21st, was told, expressed maself in hateful ways/
moms passed away, a true born soulja/
only if i could keep it rolling but them days were numbered like rosters/
she kept it gangsta. . .waded off 'em prankstas/
thugs swung 'em tools like Crankshafts, but she had the Good Lord to thank fer. . ./
raising four kids with a stubborn streak in 'em/
taught us what that love do with the feeling/
cried myself to sleep that night. . .lost that fight within/
grew so bitter, picked that mic and vented ma anger on Big Shishi/
got his ass ripped in several ways, named him a Big Sissy/
Po Deep layed off the mic for a while/
i got so shady without the 8 mile. . ./
coulda deflect, got so depressed/
. . .wish i could jus press a button with the reset/

. . .gotta go, lecturer's in class now! To be continued!