Hoodboil And Jerry Pepsi V J.duck13 A.k.a J.nice And Big Shishi A.k.a Crayola

club ice is d name of d club

nope i'm in naija

Dawg - I just saw a line by Sleek Mc talkin' sh*t bout Hoodloyals n' Eve etc.
So as The Boss of the Cliq , I got to stand up fo' y'all

@ anyone trying to take my spot!
Its da big bad wolf, bout ta scoop y'all little fake thugs from ya hood
Rips niggaz worser than a pit bull in a foul mood
And gat they tummy runny like they guzzled some bad food
I throw ma rhymes harder than a kick from a mule
Rhymes real heavy, make mo splashes than obese kids in swimming pools
Call me a one hit wonder and I'll poke you in the eye
I come around and niggaz change colours like clothes dipped in dye
I'll tell ya girl to leave ya and she won't ask why
Cos crayola iz da reason why grown men cry
Gat b*tches wit names like Dracula and pai-pai
Niggaz making noise like da woofers on a hi-fi
But crayola give em crazy fright like a flick from a sci-fi
We both know u wack so nigga why try
I'm an energy thug, skin tone is hennessy bronze
I gat err thang u want, from da whips ta da crib and da chicks turning me on
One hit of ma spit bound ta leave you dead up in da street
Plus I walk round wit hand guns almost da size of my dcik
And I'm da reason why you doubling da size of ya clique
Ma flows is straight, y'alls gat mad bends like a nike tick
I'm da chosen plus I'm more precious than a golden antique
Like a crack in da creek, u weak, ma style is unique
Disrespect and I'll put ma sushi in ya girl big butt cheeks
Word for word, verse for verse, aint no one fcuking with cray
Front and you'll get ya empty head get moulded like clay
Plus I throw jabs, uppercuts and hooks like cassius clay
You hate while I create, debate while I re-procreate, insane wit da methane
I'm da Nairaland's finest, like a prized bull fighter, I beat down beef
If you disagree, I'll run up your crib like a neighbourhood thief
You best to open up a new page and turn anotha leaf
Cos fcuking wit shishi going to loose you some teef
I spit ma flow mad long, fcuk keeping em brief
mad stamina gat me working da day, night and midnite shifts
and you wack niggaz think you great, u get thrown off a cliff
and now that i'm back, y'all need ta wake up from ya sleep

 

 

While I’m on point like I’m sitting on the Score board
Swinging war swords, slashing up all you wack guys
I wear you out like running up a hill because I Rap wise
I emerge from the mist a lyricist with the urge
To start a movement so you real heads converge
Cash flow only real rappers will see Stacks of it
So Relax a bit all you fakes sounds like skit
Read the sign rite before you battle JPeps from Hloyals
Cos when I’m done I'ma be poppin your brian niggas
My appearance at a show got ma foes darting
Cos they make me laugh hard like 30mins of Martin
I put ma heart in the game blood plus my soul
Like a surgical transplant, my lyrics and my flow
Keeping it real types always have to learn to let go
I keep it real for me not because one young punk said so
My manifestos first line says I rock
im the head of state here to leave you in a state of shock.
You want to battle who?
You must be smoking chronic
Coming at me with a speech bubble ‘because you's a comic
I gamed hommie i don't envy your dudes
Have got my style from the scratch i paid ma dues
all eyes on JPeps and Hloyals figures mess haters
I use tears instead of ink so you can bet ma lyrics will be sensitive
thats what i gat in it am blazin it
my flows electrifying ‘because I spit power lines
I curse so much niggas be thinking his outa his minds

@Jerrypeps

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