*Yawn*!!

@Shaz n WordSmith

Please could there be a way of checking and screening flows out before they pop up in here? I'm really baffled at this fucker Bang bang bang on his ass. . . . . . .what's this dude up to? He must've got some sleeping tablets in his voice because he makes me like *Yawn* wan'na sleep too

[center]Crack pipes ignited I keep killin' this niggas
Call it a photo shoot tha way I'm shootin' this niggas
This niggas want but I give em' steak for dinner cusz they all my kid
I clip niggas n' cap em' in baskets then put em' for sale
Pack there bones up n' serve em' all like I was Jason Kidd
Tie ya throat to eternity n' watch it burn on vain
Ignite fear from this dickheads at the mention of my name

Don't do battles but I take u on a date of punchline @ d hour of crunchtime
Drown u wit a thin rope n' wish death for ya until ya elevate ya rhymes
I feed rappers wit a holocaust, beef wit me I'll choke ya in smoke
Since u lack magic I'll kill ya wit lyrics that makes ya a living ghost
I'll shatter ya rap tactics leave you out of breathe like smokin ashmatic
I get drastic unloading automatics till ya body remains static
Compliment ya on ya lines but ya rhymes are apparently wack
Battle me in tha frontline, I'll guarantee I'll keep killin' back to back
I'll hang cats up like a chrismas tree, my lines are sharper than a sword
Ya only source of winning a battle wit me is only if ya come at me wit a squad
I pop techa and drop reps - WRECK SETS- when this man tries to RESURRECT
Ya life is like an African movie, screams n' fake characters so nigga go get a better set[/center]

writers block, really hard to put lines together
searching for inspiration, still bumping ether
tempted to bite lines from finding forever
biting is common place, even little wayne's hotter
brain freeze like ice cubes in a stone cold killer
pressure piling, feeling like a one hit wonder
like a-rod staring at a red sox pitcher
in my dreams, seeing silouhettes of jon lester
can't let the boys down, crowd yelling swing batter
losing brownie points plus this line is a filler
trying to be new age like a converse to a fila
honestly, i'm really dope like cuba
like howard shore blowing hot air in a tuba
can't prove that without coming off bitter
i can't do this, brandy say never say never
ok, i'll start again, let's do over
"peep me as i try to maneuver a mover,
I'm mean, green, angry bruce banner"
wait, do I breathe after every comma?
f.uck this rap shit, i need a corona



****In case you don't understand some stuff****

Ether = Nas song
Finding Forever = Common album
Pressure = Ice Cube and Killer Mike song
A-Rod = NY Yankees player
Red Sox = NY Yankees rival
Jon Lester = Red Sox pitcher
Converse = sneakers
Dope = cocaine, major in Cuba
Howard Shore = Tuba player (Lord of The Rings composer)
Bruce Banner = The Hulk
Corona = American Beer

[center]I pitch crack in basics thats y this niggas shootin' blanks
Salvage ya armory n' make u a retard while I dwell in black
Shipped out guns tha otha week, now killin' niggas wit a rocket launcher
My resume stacked up, I bet this otha nigga wish he died
I kidnap niggas n' make em' feel like a kid again
I jarule niggas on beats, might think I did tha hook on love is pain
If I murk u for a dollar, imagine what I do for a quater
Grab a grenade n' kill a nigga in front of his daughter
I'm an old head wit an AK, u like tha movie semi pro
Cusz I put breeds like u in makaveli Units n' bury u like flo'show
Got a pedigree for ignitin' fishes like y'all n' put em' to fire
Wud pass a dutchess to hear anotha menike retire
I'm an old head wit an AK, y'all cud get together n' make out now
Cusz whenever I spit y'all grow hormones for attention so black out now
Push y'all in valleys of Al 'queda n' guarantee ya''l no returns
Tha volumes I spit put road blocs on ya on every tax returns
Cusz I'm proud of u fools cusz u always prove to be anotha Oshodi Internet thug[/center]

its da return of da big wolf here ta rip anoda bird
aint nun change, y'all p*ssies still aint sayin nun on da thread
still em gurls surroundin cos my pipe thick as table leg
so F*CK wut ya heard, dis im leavin menike a.k.a menses dead

@everyone

Guess who I brout baq from vacation

@shushi
brotha welcome baq . be careful cuss cusz I'll b puttin' ya back
where u belong. Wassupp wit Vanilla ya transsexual chick ?

Send my regards to her . guud to see ya baq
cusz we need competition up here

I'd second that, menike.


Why if it ain't Shushi whom i once buried, welcome back from limbo son, how was the stay? If you're wondering who this is, it's gbade. x, got me a name-change. . . and you still need help steppin' your game up.

Hmm Shishi is back , Hey Menike . .Gbade

Shaz

i came . . let get is poppin

coughs @#!$^ % @&^ sup Mr. 'Smith

mukina2:

Hey Menike . .

sup ma' . welcome baq- they really need ya here

You want to show a nigga stars show em pictures of me
I'm that nigga you consider untouchable you only see on tv
Lil Boy get it right tho, Cusz this is what we live for
Thats why you be doing rap for years n' still you so poor
I'm wit it, I'll spit it, I live this sh*t
You think I'm lying, nigga hip hop's my wife
That's why I told You before - You are a worthless sh*t
To get up on Hoodloyals level you got need all the trees in the forest
2 male singer n' 1 male rapper - Thatz why You live in one Lagos Forest
Talk sh*t now sayin' You gat skillz- 2fine & Eveseh live the Richest
They're 2 female rappers now for the game thats a wrap
SO don't disresect else you get ya ass barbeque slapped
The only wack muthafucka on this site is you, u ugly named little Boy
Came to this thread, spitin' ya dumb and inmature lame sh*t
I beat u so hard, I leave on your kitten a twitch
Sickness thats i what I spit, quickness thas what I flip
I'm gettin tired of this Lil Boy, i might just fu*ck ya Girlfriend quick
I can take a little bit, but now this much
This Lil Boy spins more mouth than his girlfriend did
His friends call him freak cusz his an unfortunate gay Love Machine
I'm sorry little boy, now u done-- just leave now, because you don't want none


(some old post of mine)

@ Menike
I can tell in rhymes u ain’t been through nuttin/ playing grand theft auto is da only time u bitch ass stuntin/
from readin your weak rhymes u ain’t never bust no guns/ ain’t did no dirt, never spent a night in da slums/
and that set that u rep is probably sweeta than plums/ face to face playboy I’ll bloody your gums/
like a short sleeve shirt me and my niggaz be bearing them arms/
oh yeah I heard bout da hole in ya hand/ beatin yo privates all day can do that shit to u man/
and I don’t give a mess bout u bein black and mexican/
spray down taco bell and kill u and all your next to kins/
house arrest yeah right just say your bitch ass grounded/
or u got your drunk uncle in your room and u gettin your asshole pounded/
Yeah, I’m back playboy u thought that da beef was over/ east side/ west side/ I’ma dirty south soldier/
where u from “little poopy” u ain’t reppin shit/ bring my crew where u live, I bet u button your lips/
I’ll dress u bitch ass up and have u shakin your hips/ right on da corner MTV style your little ass got pimped/

To Whom It May Concern
im forced to listen to you weak ass rymes
if u buskin in da city u wont leave wit 2 dimes
while il be on the cover of the new york time
spitting lyrics so hard they penatratin ya vest
your fallen onto ya chest, leaking out ya soul
no money 2 b buried cuz u were livin off da doll
you a nobody, a fake
i could shake and bake you
or drown u in a lake
my lyrics can make deaf men turn
and listen to my killer words
while making ur ears burn
your taking steps back, now pulling a turn
as i scream outloud are you ready to learn
you salute me and say yes sir
im a little nigget
cuz my rymes came from a fourtune cookie tickket

nice one y'all. . . . . . . .y'all keeping it real still

@ Menike - im feeling your flows man. , . . . . keep doing u!!



fresh from the streets, they call me the dope man
im not a hero but im something like the iron man
they think they ballin, yet their game is so appauling
your whole style is wack, get a garbage and stop littering
im like a butcher, when i flow, i leave niggaz decapitated
new player, new game/ bitches feeling so app-reciated
all dem clowns need to get back to the fu*king circus
put back on your outfits and start running round in circles
my flow is so sick, neyo cant even contest it
i'ma pass y'all buscuits cos y'all look anorexic
like R.Kelly catch me speeding on the highway
shitting on niggaz like cassidy murked freeway
most of these cats roll with nairaland bangers
but guess who has the real motherfu*king swagga
u still a baby, stop throwing tantrums and quit the gimmicks
if i was ur dad, i would be ashamed of ur rhymes and lyrics

you'll think you can rap but i say u just speakin for the weak, you call your self a king but all you do is lead them freaks, last nyt i heard your mama schooling you on rap, pathetic cuz your the real defination me pussie she's only gonna teach you how to lay them pads on ur pussie, i expect a come back but i as expect your just too lame to lift your tongue.

i only freestyle when i get da ganja, so here i go,


nigga im back like cooked crack
sellin dis dope sack
doin dis thug thang
sellin dat cocaine

you can't knock da hustle
deez' boyz got too much muscle
niggaz be talkin greezy
but to be talkin dat shit be easy

can't even touch my rhyme
niggaz get bent like broke time (no homo)
in these times gotta watch my back
never know who down fo da jack

wacker den a black sureno
run yo mouf like flowin drano
niggaz know cali
get hit with that long owie

don't try to disrespect
get laid back on ya neck
take deeze rhymes to heart
because dis is just da start

i don no, dis ma first time writin tis on here. all freestyle, i want criticism please!