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Rapsody (m)
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@Wordsmith
Words are like vehicles:they can take u anywhere u want to go.Right now,im drivin past memory lane.
Check:
I lay back reminiscin/on my existence/
str8 from a distance/picture my life in an instant!
I remember back when/i was a round-tha-clock-hustla/
hangin on d corner/an around-d-block buster!
I thot i had game/because a brotha had fame/
used to live d trife-life/till ma man got slain/
tried to deny d fact/that i was feelin mad pain/
till Mom took me 2 chuuch/and ma whole life changed!
God bless You,Mom/4 sacrifices made/
to put us through school/a high price u paid/
i respect all women on earth/4 d example u laid!
I know u had mad pressure/when Dad passed on/
and i was doin dirt on d streetz/gettin my cash on/
u tried to warn me,crime money dnt last long/
im glad i listened when u spoke 2 me/
and took d platform/
now i make money frm rap/spittin em rap songs!
Thanks 4 holdin us down/we glorious now/
your boyz are doin real good/your victorious,mom!
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Wordsmith
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That verse made me emotional, mansome real deep sh*t, that was. . .
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HYBRID-X (m)
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@wordsmith
that was deep . . . . .really deep . . . . .felt that one . . . . .i got a lost one too . . . but he still alive though . . . . .
@rapsody
bro . . . . .can't stop thanking the most high . . . . .really appreciate his love.
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Rapsody (m)
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"The creation was made subject to vanity not of its accord,but by reason of HIM who has subjected it in HOPE; for even d creature itself shall be delivered from d yoke of bondage'
TRANSLATION:
We cannot help where we coming from and stuff we been through,but we can choose what it makes us become.In this equation called Life,pain is d common denominator,multiply by that by your actions and the result would be You.
What d streets done did to a Negroe aint nuthin compared to what a Negroe done did to Hisself! Nuff said!
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nutyay (m)
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D kid's so hot, i'm bringin down d heat like magmas,
still walkin ma block wit an attractive swagger,
pop sum'
shake sum'
smoke sum' in d air
turn it up a notch if u feel this hit right here,
from lagos 2 p.h 2 j town & back,
niggas be on some real sh*t layin d tracks,
but i stand out
wit ma pryme style
tailored all this real sick flows,
like my name was esco,
put em up way in d air, if they bump this in your corner, or u're in d club gettin blown off like a rocker,
hatin on me boy that shit won't last,
don't make me pop sum' in yo a**
2 all ma pretty ladies lookin sexy in them tight jeans,
& all of ma hustlers who b gettin that cheese,
keep doin what y'all does because because d blue skies is ours,
we're goin till we kiss d stars.
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nutyay (m)
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D kid's so hot, i'm bringin down d heat like magmas,
still walkin ma block wit an attractive swagger,
pop sum'
shake sum'
smoke sum' in d air
turn it up a notch if u feel this hit right here,
from lagos 2 p.h 2 j town & back,
niggas be on some real sh*t layin d tracks,
but i stand out
wit ma pryme style
tailored all this real sick flows,
like my name was esco,
put em up way in d air, if they bump this in your corner, or u're in d club gettin blown off like a rocker,
hatin on me boy that shit won't last,
don't make me pop sum' in yo a**
2 all ma pretty ladies lookin sexy in them tight jeans,
& all of ma hustlers who b gettin that cheese,
keep doin what y'all does because because d blue skies is ours,
we're goin till we kiss d stars.
Been off 4 a long while how y'all doing. Shout out 2 menike 4 bringin this sh*t back.
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teck-zilla (m)
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hey yo i lock it,verbally fly like oral rockets
drunk on the pen,i swerve to any topic
from aztecs to coptics,my album, yall better cop it
no questions,keep moving don't stop it
motion is impaired like half stepping with lames
need no dre,when I rap,am repping with GAME
battling is archaic,teck is str8 waging war
against the fakers,they not real,they str8 staging the core
rap thespians,play ya part
commercialism is the reason why these corporates slay the art
but me,i'ma raise the craft above the average
the 4 elements unified for us to salvage
unintelligent rap critics be the butt
of the cigarrette jokes,rep it right?but u not
am tired of dumbing down lyrics to satisfy
selling out is like kissing ass just to pacify
me,I just meditate,make moves and magnify
voice of the truth is low so I'ma amplify
thoughts from within,self lord and master
burn babylon!!! you devils,I shall cast yaaa!!!!
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menike (m)
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My tech 9 similar to semi automatic
Glad to shoot cusz I got balls to speak athletic
My fofo got an attitude to a massacre fu*ck 50cent
Grab ya life 2gether bunch of 2 quaters I brake a bread
Kuniva my chess play to the mag of headz
Hail to the man that made Nairaland knw all bout headz
I gangbang ya chic in a caddillac call it Caddy love
Make ya day a bad one cusz I got that Mike Tyson glove on
Ya life is in jeopardy call a game of insects when I get invited
You a bitch at it's prime get a head or get banged by Gay
I shoot lyrics that make you throw that snake tantrums
Crucify the lucifer n' anticipate the flourished rebirth
Cusz I the hitman got 2 rounds to go so grab a vest
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Alexpissu (m)
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They heard am back now//asking when 4rever gon come//
when will i drag my future in a minute//my life still underground
9months on my bed wall,// awaits me to rock graduate gown
life is hard, if i aint make it// my mom gon mourn
they say pain is a forever illness// so death is inevitable
d cry never sieze //sometime we only eat dinner as vegetable
rasicts abuse got black brother repatrated/// we still slaves
when will this beef ish stop// or I'ma stop my mic blaise//
2morrow is blink of an eye// still face another same dramas//
like deeds of our forefathers reflect// cursing we livin unders//
Whites say God left africa// that we are beyond repairs//
why ashamed of your own black skin// all in name of cheddars//
No love on d block,//your bestman might be your worst enemies
why can't we trust one another //instead we live in jealousies
D question sting like bug in my heart/if 4 rever gon come
are we ever gon smile 247 //still ask if 4eva we mourn
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Rapsody (m)
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@Alexpissu
You sound real depressed son! Shawty done left u? (he he he)
Newayz u can alwayz cast your burdenz on HIM (u know who).
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Malthuss
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@ brid, 'smith, 'pissu, Mailmalc, Maverik
sup peeps
Its been a while since i been on this ish. Mad probs with ma pc, cut long story short lost over 200GB worth of data. Had to reformat my hard drive and re install windows. don't know what happened Mr Smith must have spat some viral ish that totally knockout ma sys.
(lol)
Anyway the moral of the story is please back up your hard drives. i done learn the hard way!!.
This sh*t got me roaming the street of Lodon like a beast looking for whom to devour
@ 'sody
r ma somfin gospel real soon.
peace
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Wordsmith
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@Malthuss,
what it is, pimpin'? Sorry about the HD formatting, mansh*t really happens. . .
@ Rapsody et al,
been wanting to post this a long time ago,wrote this in church during Sunday schooli'm on some real complex ish. . .
Check ;
Now that God-style you can't differentiate/
dy/dx // u see yet the fresh ace/
i do this with my mind in it// in less than 5 minutes/
keep that mic rigid// whenever i rip it/
inverse that Calculus, i Integrate with Divine/
got a life-time job spittin', that mic can't resign/
me and Lord Jesus go way back like a path behind me/*
i was the clay, you was the potter that designed me/
"In my Father's House, i got many mansions"/
gbade that mic rascal//God's blessings come in Pascals, u can call it a Binomial expansion/
distributes 'em in Hyper-geometrics/
success is 1-failure, words i smith 'em like Neo n the Matrix/
deliver that dopeness better than that crack-seller/
i stays upfront, G that God's Son, don't want to be a back-bencher/
the Good Lord goes to my roots like the alpha and beta/*
turns that bad to good, makes what's bitter switter. . ./
. . . .that's about iton second thought that's not about it, anybody want to add up is welcome. . .
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ganjamind (m)
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Money don't make my world go round/i put my life through d ink n let be heard through a sound/aint never bakd out on a thang always stood my ground/always keep my bounds/lotta niggaz is vain sell they soul for fake hype its so terrifyn/now a kid got his hope lost because he thinks its rocket science n not tryin/e'day on d news is another teenager dyin,  moma told me God time is best/if i proceed through loyalty n put my rappin first/my strategy to verse/ive been cursed wit words nuff to gime what i deserve, na na, moma said give it your all n wait for Gods time/been a long time ive been trying to make my paws shine/tho its all fine aint nothin comin easy/i just gotta be me n do whatever that please him/*real*, my lyrics culd be a prose/intrinsic motivation got me droppin d flows/str8 from my mind,my xperience or maybe my goals/intepreted through words xpressed to feel it/mental rhythm so its best when i spit it/i breathe it,feel im connected to d blues of nature/u gotta learn to use d gift God gave ya/concieved in d mind it passes through neurons to d axons n make me drop this lyrics/how can wackness eva exist in me when my legacy is supreme wit no gimmicks/im d realest stay foreva holdin it down/d passion innate u clowns can never understand because d love is innit/its a rap y'll! u get plagued by jealousy blinded by beef/im just a valliant strongly guided by my belief/smoke to relief strictly harshish/pure green leave yea that is what it is, *word*, |
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Wordsmith
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WORD, ganjamind, WORD! Been long i've read a verse as deep as thatfellas coming with that deep sh**. . . .
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Rapsody (m)
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@Wordsmith
Look what u done did,Mr Smith! When we say 'drop science',negroe,we didnt mean 'offload your computer-science text' on our bean-headz! Chill out son! I'm still trying to decipher your verse,son.Be eazy! (scratches his dome looking non-plussed). He he (winks)
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dagashini
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New dawn ,new money,New blings, new customised shits,Yahoo money we ain't fronting we winning.hussling hussling 626 with big rims we muscling,we get down like words,it;s our turn.Shit is real
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bolajibaok (m)
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NAIRALAND BATTLE RAP WORLD CUP DRAWS : GROUP A, GROUP B ,GROUP C, GROUP D, GROUP E .GROUP F EACH GROUP CONSIST OF 4 BATTLE RAPPERS , SEEDED RAPPERS TO BE ANNOUNCED ON ENTRY NO 24'S ARRIVAL.one more slot opened see the link here http://www.nairaland.com/nigeria/topic-93267.64.html |
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GROWNDICE (m)
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DICE GOT 23 ON HIS NEW WIP// RIDIN IN THE STREET LOOKING FOR A NEW BITCH// CUZ I CATCH THE LAST ONE SUCKING A FEW DICKZ// I WAS COOKING A FEW BRICKZ// NOW I GOT THE NEW KICKZ// YA GIRL THINK AM HOT// I WAS ON THE BLOCK// A NIGGA WAS RUNNIN HIS MOUTH SO I HAD TO GO GET MY GLOCK// MY BIRDS FLY UP NORTH KNOWMATTER HOW IS THE WEATHER// I GOT MORE BARS THEN ALL THE JAILS PUT TOGETHER// I GOT A LONG ASS GAT// THAT WILL LIVE A NIGGA FLAT// WHEN'S BEEF DICE WILL PUT A HOLE IN YA HAT// I BE IN THE HOOD// YALL BE IN THE WOOD// I BE ON JAMAICA AVE// GUETTING THAT CA$H// WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YA LIFE NIGGA WE LET THAT GUN BLAST// I STAY FRESH LIKE THE ARAB WHITE TEAS// FUCK ARROUND WITH DICE I PUT You UNDER DA SEA//  "FREE MA BRO NAUGHT,FREE CA$$,FREE JOOKZ,FREE MELL,FREE ALL DA GOONZ G EZZY (RIP EAZY), {{D-BLOCK}}::[TREYSIDE]:  ***WE PRAY 4 PEACE BUT TRAIN 4 WAR***)*****STOP SNITCHIN*****[D.O.N]" |
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HYBRID-X (m)
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yo peeps. . . . hey long time my bro alexpissu. . . . . hey wordsmith whats cracking homeboy . . . .hows study's? . . . . . rapsody ,i see u bro . . . . .stay fly all
(grabs the mic)
yo!this little' lite of mine am r let it shine
illumintate the streets the best way i can
x-brids a new breed . . member of the heavenly clan
i got skills man . . .the heavenly kind
stay concrete like the ten commandments
my rhymes navigate your tots-traped in solitary confinment
brids chartting a new course , . .duh!! got a new boss
my source comes from above . .flows like 'em rapid falls
peace be still . .my foes drown . .still water runs deep
my slope's steep . .want to battle "x" take it to the breed
definately, we going to make it a brief-
-case . .put that evil to sleep . . wake up son of a king
battle in da name of the father,make your heads spin
da earth,sun and moon be my witness . . feels good don't it
so sad how the earth's turned poison . .ish aint funny
the kingdom-come going to come . . . slowly but surely
SHALOMS!
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Wordsmith
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PEACE!! Some dopeness that was!
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bolajibaok (m)
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NAIRALAND BATTLE RAP PRE-WORLD CUP.2007 FINALS. GROUP DRAWS LIVE : GROUP A GROUP B GROUP C GROUP D GROUP E GROUP F RAVENZORD FLOWSHOW SHARN06 TECKZILLA DEJILEGS BOLAJIBAOK EHIE007 KRAZIE-D YOUNG_DIGI EMMYZWON JOO CHET DAMSEL001 SNUGGLE GANJAMIND DR HYDRO MDSOCKS DREDIE LOUDASPEEKA WORLDBEST AJADRAGE NEDU4SHORT SHADOUGH JAYON PASSWORDED SPARE BATTLE RAPPER ENTRY NO 25- MEKOYO. STANDBY TO REPLACE ANY ABSENTEE.OR BETTER STILL STANDBY TILL THE LIST GETS TO 32 . LET THE BATTLE BEGIN ! SPITTING UNLIMITED .DROP ONE HARD VERSE TO KILL UR OPPONENT TO ADVANCE TO THE SECOND ROUND . WHOEVER DROPS FIRST GETS ONE POINT FREE GROUP A RAVENZORD VS EHIE007 SNUGGLE VS WORLDBEST GROUP B FLOWSHOW VS KRAZIE-D GANJAMIND VS AJADRAGE GROUP C SHARN06 VS YOUNG DIGI DR HYDRO VS NEDU4SHORT GROUP D TECKZILLA VS EMMYZWON MDSOCKS VS SHADOUGH GROUP E DEJILEGS VS JOOCHET DREDIE VS JAYON GROUP F BOLAJIBAOK VS DAMSEL 001 LOUDASPEEKA VS PASSWORDED CHIEF JUDGE EDOSIO SUPPORTED BY BJPUMPIN CONTESTANTS MAY DROP THEIR YAHOO IDS OR EMAIL ADDYS FOR MATCH FIXTURES ,RESULTS ,NOTIFICATION AND CORRESPONCES THE TOURNAMENT IS HEREBY DECLARED OPEN. SEE THE LINK http://www.nairaland.com/nigeria/topic-93267.64.html#msg1711782 |
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HYBRID-X (m)
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hmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!
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ravenzord (m)
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dn't freestyle no more jst com 2 this thread nd chek out flos which r so deep i feel em 4 their profundity,dey also cut so deep i feel their intensity.ganjamind i felt your last verse,that's real talk,wordsmith nice concept;programming d gospel,makes sense.kip on kiping it real y'all.
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GROWNDICE (m)
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1-AM GUETTING GUAP ALL DAY.
2-HOLLA AT ME IF You NEED DIMES OR YAY.
3-I STAY WITH A BAD DOMINICAN BITCH.
4-SHE DON'T SPEAK ENGLISH BUT SHE SURE KNOWS HOW TO EAT A DICK.
5-I GOT A 40 AND A OOZY IN MY TRUCK.
6-YELLOW DIAMOND THEM CHICKS LIKE WHAT THE FUCK.
7-I BEEN YAPING,I BEEN SLANGING,I BEEN CLAPIN.
8-YALL AIN'T NEVER DID SHIT YALL JUST RAPIN.
9-I AIN'T A KILLER BUT CROSS THAT LINE You GET MURDER.
10-MY GIRL HATE ME CUZ I STAY WITH THE BURNER.
11-I BE LIKE MA I GOTTA STAY WITH THIS HEAT.
12-I GOT BEEF IN THE STREET.
13-AM TOO YOUNG FOR A NIGGA TO TRY TO PUT ME TO SLEEP.
14-THIS AIN'T NOTHING THIS'S 15 BARS ONLY.
15-I KNOW You AIN'T FEELLIN IT CUZ YA GIRL'S GUETTING HORNY.
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menike (m)
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I fu*ck with Niggas but never with a B nigga
Market ya scheme of success in anotha or get ready 4 murder
My 2 steps make a blind man react to flames
A project rat is u to nairalanders- we control ya dreams
Smash ya tourney cusz nigga niggas say You look horny
Say u look to phony - fake little nigga with 1000 Nairaland ID
Cast me in ya dreams cusz I'm in it to damage it
Pictured a nigga very good but all I see is a batallion of ants
Stay flexible like a gum, I what u call the bomb
Involve u in captivity of errors all we goin' c is F's n' D's
If u eva want money my niggas always printin' out the D's
Dollar bills in magnitude- ya wordkop anotha robocop xpect anotha D
Hook u in the belly button like a fish all u do is smell
Tame u in a boat of fishermen, cusz u can't even compete with disabled men
I throwback the verse of massacre get the vibe or keep up with ya poopin' slangs
I got a favorite rapper now and that ain't You or ya otha new 1000 Robokop ID
But the baby ya girl had for You is mine nigga go check the DNA ID
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menike (m)
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This ain't a diss I was in the studio n' decided to come up wit this freestyle They are just punches that puts me as a Professor of Punchline So nobody should take it personal - Just did my Jay Z thang   Shouts to Wordsmith my nigga - Peace, Tianshie(wats happenin')
Jduck don't make me steal ya chics(Haha), Black Child I goin' in, I'm gone
I rule on punchlines, call me the professor of punches
Chew ya verses n' remake it with vergies
Class in session better still keep up wit ya bacon
A blank instrumental in the hands of a rapper
Talk shit about you under my breath and keep murmering
Lavish ya life in a mosque and resurrect it in a voodoo shrine
I design a thread of life, woven in the fabrics time of a chronicle script
Nigga you a tender bear to me watch me tender u wit a murder receipt
A savage declined, walk wit me and get rap inclined
Spit the hardest, ya in-law n' her daughter goin' be yellin' MENIKE IS MINE
A dope verse deliveral I am, even when Common couldn't testify
I'm the best in the sheet- ya chic knws MENIKE GO HARD ON BED - HE SATISFYS
You are unknown here, so i couldnt really pull personals out of my ass
Thanx, you also surprised me with your verse no wonder Hybrid call You Bianca
Maybe ya -wackness- is registered anotha scary background music
Clap back to you and turn your stomach- into -Pancake Mix
Like a deadly -Jehova Witnesses- today death'll be knockin in ya dreams
It's always a disaster after I K.O niggas in a battle of greatness
If I shuved an auto biography up ya ass you still couldnt drop real shit
Punches movin ya body like spoiled rich bitches throwin a fist
You couldnt help ya wack raps even if you keyd it wit a metaphoric kit
Claimin ya da perfection when ya bars sound like someone’s defecation
Fixing septic tanks is ya destination being highly qualified in da field of sanitation
Get rid of that crap and step out of ya trap stop fooling yaself thinking ya can rap
This profession was not placed on ya map with punchlines that feel more like bitch slaps
I'm taking titles cusz your an embarassment to it u aint good at text never~will~be
Nigga u fadin Out, like a garbage over the hill receedin' hairlines
Fly Verbiage? Tick Tocks(talks) on planes n' still can't get airtime
Laughing at this kid, cusz his what a "PUSSY" is to "DOG" nothin' but a BITCH
I done moved past da ooz-class, I'm troop gassed . . .
Yet non motivated, a real nigga . . . wit a Reasonable Doubt
M-240 bustin wit these boys deployed wit me in the desert
You think you livin hood . . . nah nigga you livin good . . .
I stash my lyrics and 'weed' together in bags you can 'see through'
I'm not a vet I'm not even dope, but your wack lyrics make me feel like I-am
Drop lyrical bombs like sad-dam, rip ya throat out and put it on web-cam
You dead but ya blowin' smoke, this freestyle is Exhaustin, watch me R.I.P
Menike the Punchline Professor, Students shut up n' listen |
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Wordsmith
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WHAT??!!
Now, that was hot sh*t straight out the anus Menike! WTF?! Dude, you on some steroids or something? Classic Menike style of punchlining that was! Them weak cats need to come learn some, show them what a mic really do!
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jayon (m)
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What y'all nairalander ain't heard that nigga Jayon high? The Cristals they keep me wet like Baywatch I keep it tight for all the nights my mom prayed I'd stop Said she had dreams that snipers hit me with a fatal shot Those nightmares mom Those dreams you say you got give me the chills But these mils make me hot y'all feel me Enough to stop the illin right? But at the same time these dimes keep me feelin tight I'm so confused OK I'm gettin weeded now I know I'm contradicting myself Look I don't need that now It just once in a blue moon when there's nothin to do and The tension's too thick for my sober mind to cut through I get to zonin, me and the chick on the island and we're bonin' I free my mind sometimes I here myself moanin Take one more toke and I leave that weed alone man It got me goin shit My flesh, no nigga could test My soul is possessed by D'Evils in the form of diamonds and lexuses The exorcist, got me doing skits like Homie You don't know me, but the whole world owe me Strip! Was thought to be a pleasant guy all my fucking life So now I'm down for whatever, ain't nothing nice Throughout my junior high years it was all friendly But now this higher learning got the Remy in me Liquors invaded my kidneys Got me ready to lick off, mama forgive me I can't be held accountable, D'Evils beating me down, boo Got me running with guys, making G's, telling lies that sound true Come test me, I never cower For the love of money, son, I'm giving lead showers Stop screaming, you know the demon said it's best to die And even if Jehovah witness, bet he'll never testify, D'Evils,
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dblock (m)
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Yo, u nikkers want to feel heat you aint feelin nuffin
came out your street, still smack nikkers who aint supportin
I'm the missing piece, the last part of the menace
give nikkers heat pas it round like the usher passes cash in the service
I'm the scream your girl never had when u smacked that
The knock out u never worked when u, jumped that or tourched that
So. You nikkers holla bak at your main man dblock.
Roughen up, toughen up beat down niggaz who hustle us
wtf is this World cup, no niggaz I recognise
yeah, wtf is a tourney if I aint there to harmonize it
Nikkers, I'm Rap's manager, yous aint nuffin but checkout bitches
Spend your whole life, makin mixtapes, I get a record deal without hitches
nikkers I passed time in the studio, u nikkers only passing methane
filthy nikkers, holla bak at the don, aint none of that Bull Shyte,
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Rapsody (m)
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@D block
what up son! Long time comin since we last had relationz. You soundin real venomous son,somebody tick u off? Drop d heater and walk wt Jesus!
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menike (m)
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damn dblock This thread finally got rapture n' heat I'ma do a follow up to that lata - Nigga that was venoms So I gotta come up with virus n' a mixture of bacteria Brisbane Australia Stand UP |
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