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dblock (m)
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Aiight aiight Why we aint spittin I'm back aint yall heard
nothing hanninin, nikkurs fridget like they aint got head
1 o clock 2 o clock time runnin where the words at
yall be actin like the part of me that your mum sat
shit delivered proper its hiphops Illuminati
lyrically damage yall, design this shit like armani
I holster my words and let drop at will
chilllin killin, spillin ill shit yall no the deal
drop a biohazard yall aint never saw it comin
screamns is expected, like yall girl when she comin
this thread dusty, bland like slim dusty nikkur look a tumbleweed
this shit aint hannenin, bitches aint crackin nikkurs expect a salary?
yall aint spittin at ma level but least at ma vicinity
triumph aint realistic punchlines is weak, nikkurs strengthen the acidity
drop like the ph balance steppin game up, but in silence
but where the words at?
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menike (m)
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I'm a dope boy, look u don't know much bout me
You talk sh*t I guarantee to leave u dead like he
I shoot him - Who? me what u be thinkin' fool
I visit u in ya sleep and starngle u with some cotton wool
You midget ya moves look like some rented R&B
Sacrifice ya life to the LOYALZ or I show You how we be
Skinny dead corpse rhyming like he was 87yr old Bash Ali
No offense, u bash, I'm 120yrs old n' still The Great Prophet Ali
Even in my Hundreds, I still smoke u out n' outrun ya set
Homie I'ma Hoodloyal , I make sure u don't live to rule ya set
I'ma rude viper I spit tougher that make ya mama wish u was Barack Obama
I'm too good that's why u never see me cusz u as fake as DJ Drama
I'm on tight Hurricanes - Fu*ck Reeboks that sh*t is wack
Pull a barretta shoot u quik n; I guarantee that ain't at ya back
I go all out like Tupac n' make u feel like a kid again get inside (kid)
You claim gangsta when you aint a man yet- still a KIDD inside
Yo KIDD - You just fu**cked with Professor Menike up in his clinic
That's why I've decided to roast u alive n' let Nairaland call it catastrophic
Damn dudes can't u see I got the keys to rap - I'm so logistic
I'ma prof of freestyles I make ya entire ugly lifestyle photogenic
So fu**ck u, ya career, ya verses and everythin else You stand for
To we BIG BOSSES You just stand like a man whore
My glitters are gold n' diamonds - Nigga u suck like the Red sox
I'ma born Yankee, my crew gon home run y'all down the drain
The only thing u spit sick is u suckin' a miami di*ck
So never u get me going cusz I ain't ready for a kill please |
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makavele (m)
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youz a sucka, u can't strangle no shit with wool
i'd rather feed you with poison like toodstool
like carlito i spit in your face, because u aint cool
and make u swallow my punchlines like capsules
reading through your lines, menike, d shit is so wack
multis, meta and sim, are what u still lack
put 'em on videos, i wont bother watching d playback
i've got a perfect name for u: its MENIKE SLOVAK
try arranging your lines, like roses in a bouquet
mine is as sweet as two lovas at foreplay
i send out disses without delay
when am through with u, u gon' need an xray
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chiogo (f)
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My glitters are gold n' diamonds - Nigga u suck like the Red sox Menike, why you hatin? Red sox rocks! Y'all suck!
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menike (m)
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Menike, why you hatin? Red sox rocks! Y'all suck!
iight B |
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nt4dmasses (m)
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Menike wats this about chyu holding rap on nairaland. You may be good but nigga, you don't run shit. Lay low and wait for real rap heads to emerge. your lyrics are okay, presentation'S ON THE LOW. Catchya!!!!!
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Shaz (f)
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@nt4dmasses,
We get your point, iite? But seriously, dude, this is your first post ever on the rap Battles section - why tryina pick a fight, with one of the vets for that matter?
Or did you think that would boost your post count??
For whatever reason, this is Menike's thread, he can stunt however he wants on it. . it u can rap, drop 16s or sumn, we need more rapheads on Nl.
Peace!
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makavele (m)
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@menike
please stand back, u aint a motherfcking rap head . . .
@shaz
talking bout' rap heads on Nland, i guess we're just too lazy or our shitz are so wack.
Myself, am gettin' tired and its kind of boring.
Nairland, is going down da drain'
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chiogo (f)
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iight B
Kinda expected sumthin' else, which one be 'iight b'? Just so we're clear, all these people bleatin shld chill out, ain't nobody whoopin your ass or askin u to accept anythin'. tsk! funny how people take nairaland as their obligation. me outtie!  |
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ravenzord (m)
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My freestyle
Dis is why i'm cool;i got snow in my veins
Only thing that's cooler is d ice on my chain
I represent myself,ain't gat 2 rep no other
D show stops with me;dere ain't no goin further
Dey say talk is cheap,but this my flows expensive
Call me mississipi;because this my flows extensive
I always stay ontop;because i'll stay red 2 death
no need 4 initial gragra lik'em arsenal jerks
Lik C ronaldo u can see i'm d world best
Ain't nobody dragging it ;dere ain't no contest
If life is a picture, den i'm photogenic
My flows so sick,u could call'em oncogenic
I am the best now,don't care who comes after
In fact there's no one else;I write d last chapter
Other niggas be stars;i'm like a constellation
I drop d last verse;kind of lik d revelation
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naija_made (m)
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props to alot of people on this thread,
am feeling what dey ar spittin
Now am on nairaland~ tryin to do them shows
ma flow for free,~ so i don't need da doe
but i dam sure ~ need them hoes (lol)
all dere ladies want to give me them blows(b.j)
am fresh on this threads~ ya already know
a rookie in this game~ but am dunking on pro's
crossover crossover~pump fake ohhhhhh
i give props to old tymer's 4 this
i can tell what dey be spitting
is some passionate shit.
and i hope to bring us bacc to em glory days
am ar youngin man, all i want is d fortune and fame , lol Grin
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menike (m)
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Kinda expected sumthin' else, which one be 'iight b'? Just so we're clear, all these people bleatin shld chill out, ain't nobody whoopin your ass or askin u to accept anythin'. tsk! funny how people take nairaland as their obligation. me outtie! I mean the cool B" not the otha Bitchy word ma' - I no beta than tha ma' Hope we still cool ma' . @ Shaz Thnks 4 holdin' ya boy down. preciate that ma' @evryotha 1 Keep up wit the multiple ID. I still ain't gon say sh*t bout u Cusz I no who u are - so get off my joc |
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menike (m)
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I push crack so hard I develop ya skull like bones
No matter ya di*ck size, my weight still crush ya bones
Got mad votes on Nairaland like Obama, leave u jockin' like DJ Drama
I'll get u weded like you was George Bush datin' Osama
Abusing library book is the closest you cud get to "Murking Me"
I'll tell you like i told em' before, i'm a known veteran I'll leave you tourmented soul severed
Beat this pro? never! my bars stay witty, im so clever!!
Let the desert eagle unload feathers or grab an old sweater,
Cause my bold letters, are more icy, than cold weather!
This battle proves my flows better, see im a go getter with mo cheddar!
Just here to leave this bro tetherd cusz son I know better
My word leave u bleedin', nigga I'll cash on u
You the only reason niggas watch TV n' have to press mute
Leave ya chest wit stitches, change ya name to sh*t cause he aint never had sex wit bitches
You're a man whore the only time u talk stra8 is if we talkin breakfast dishes!
Menike still flip words, tear down venoms and get it served wit bars |
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chiogo (f)
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I mean the cool B" not the otha Bitchy word ma' - I no beta than tha ma'
Hope we still cool ma' .
I knew what u meant. am just sayin', aint u goin to defend your team, yankees insteada just 'iight b'? lol yeah, we cool. |
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menike (m)
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. . . . Nahhh men you kids don't want to be like me
You'd do yaself a favor watchin' me on a flat screen
I plan years ahead, you still livin' wit a strech mark around ya ass
Can't fu*ck, won't get laid even if u had a pornstar ass
My bars so sick like Ne-yo, all u do is chant hooks
Like Kells u goin need a steerin' whell the way u ride my di*ck boi
Like Chris Paul I do a good job serving the passes n' not hooks
I'm a mixture of Shaq n' Kobe, I leave u wit a dunk boi
My resume speaks guns n' hustle leavin' the American dream
You's a dumbass fat stinky, I'll leave u lookin' fat like The Dream
Don't need guns I shoot Rockets up like Hakeem the Dream
My stats is major, your's is what kids laugh at, nigga u leave in a dream
Ain't a platinum album yet but I serve u like ya cream
Say som silly sh*t I'll be blastin' ya team
My motive spits plats on plats so nigga rest in peace |
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makavele (m)
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Niggaz, pave way because' makavele's bout to spit
i got no other job, i do it 7 days a week
wackstas dropping wack line is what i don't permit
go down on your knees, prolly your sins i might acquit
am so fly, got rare punchlines and hooks
want to be like me, then go read my textbook
take out your pen, start writing in your notebook
before i make song out of you in my songbook
i got not time, send out disses without delay
i reminisce of writing raplines in school hallways
broadways, driveway, even when on my gunplay
is that why i've got dreaded lines, this nigga says: No way
then wats it, stop acting like a fool
makavele's da king, pay homage, give me my due
aint got patience, so don't try to miscontrue
me, so u don't see my barretta or kungfu
like a gasbag, niggaz be making everything little thing an issue
mess with me, fcuk u motherfcukers, and srew you
u aint up to me, don't spit back, because' its a taboo
get a job, perhaps the internet game, called *yahoo
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KOLIE-BUDZ (m)
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yo weed come in bags mine come in big ziplocs. That's the P see me I'm trying to get yo strip locked. Bottom line I'm sellin seein knots but if I see the cops bottom line I'm bailin, got a laser for the haters bottom line they gellin, if u snitch he a snitch bottom line he tellin. An I aint hesitant to let the desert eagle bring evil to ya residence ill make ya name yo nemisis, I'm bout my business, my game on anotha level I'm PS3, you Genisis. Ya you shine but the only thing u leavin out, u a candle I'm the sun that shit don't even out.
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Shaz (f)
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Nice to have you in the house KOLIE-BUDZ, but do check in the 'Rapheadz - Check In' thread
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Crude
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You kno i got this name Crude from my Big time role Model
I refused @ 1st but when my victims testified i followed
Straight out of Hell i spit fire like am a red dragon
Y'all get confused and start spittin som lyrical jargons
your heart beat faster than normal when u see me arround
Wait till u hear gunshots that's d signal when am in town
The only thing i'm scared of doin is being scared
I may smile and say what'sup homie i'm a nightmare
Axe droppin on niggas like d kid don't care
That's why yo mama's like "When u see crude please clear"
I aint doin this shit to gain some recognition
I just can't help keepin eyes off amunition
They said mayb all i need is an audition
But u're wrong all i want is u watch your friction
Cos somtimes i mistake greetings for beeftalk
And i shit on niggas not in pack but bulk
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Alexpissu (m)
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Paddy lo a.k.a Faggy hoe , u wan push weight go push Tianshit balls.
Paddy hoe u embracing hell is pathetic u fighting space in your coffin
Nairaland died cause your ish was rebuffing
Headphones on my d*ck u still be catching the vibe like magazine
He wants to spit hot thats why he inhaled benzene
Only time this bitch c um hard is when he hit erection
When he catch sars he be thinking of Alex rap correction
You got no game like a tranversatile being
your rhymes got more garbages than a waste bin
I'mma come crippled and still snatch your neck
Stick to monopoly cause your shit is wreck
Watch me clap this hoe to this sheet
He embracing more defeat than a dog with no teeth
I know your come back will be weak like impotent d*ck
am so ill hospitals go on strike cause my verse is so sick
This hoe is attracted to death like an arab convict
Bring your A+ and your medicine man u still a minus to the rap submit
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Crude
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What's up Fool? I'm back again put me out if u can
I don warned u Bitch-u before u start pawnin your fan
I'll gain 'em all and i'll make nairaland award u eternal ban
Actin like u got flo in eccess that u save up in your bank
I'ma tell u like this, Watch it boy u're steppin too close
Be str8 say my name, maybe he does'nt want a broken nose
He took pills to get high, Murtherfuker's down overdose
You said u come up here dropped your sh-it, But sh-it! u aint sh-it
The only time i see u dropped sh-it is when u pay your toilet a visit
Dont be stupid, u can't be on d fast lane wit a "FLOW this SICK"
How u gon row wit me anyway it defaces my personality
Go find your like integrities, u kno lepers, or people wit leprosy
When i'm through witcha world best doctors gon call your case critical
You were badly crushed, that's why there's strike in d hospitals
If u plan a revenge, Hoops! i'ma slash u and scatter u piece by piece
Paramedics wont carry your corpse they'll pick u up bit by bit
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Alexpissu (m)
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Crude u just a kid go play with some toys.  Crude your rhymes just hit menopause how u going 2 deliver
your flow lacks magnitude n direction u need my saliva
You think You ill when You overdosed UR life on expired pills
Sleeping with corpse wont guarantee u matching my skills
your fate is mild i'mma clutch your heart 2 what i pissed on
Look at your bars empty cause i gat your thoughts locked son
This punk be having nervous brakdowns when i press play
But this faggot needs Alex Rap Handbook before he wordplay
This your close chapter cauze u just embraced disaster
Kiss ya teeth and start searching the scriptures like a born again Sister
This moron want 2 act brave sleeping in Paddy hoe coffin
You wallowing in ingnorance exposing your titties in public is nothing
Crude be idle all his life cause he's over man made instrument
You still can't silent me if u the number 1 in government
He pose no threat 2 me like his shadow contesting with the Devil
Get the fraction am d numerator u not on my level |
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makavele (m)
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oh, great ! there's a new cat in da house called crude
he's a motherfucka who always likes to argue
thats he's the hottest, shit! that was damn too rude
he should be on da romance section getting ladies wooed
who says the freestyle thread was created for wackstas
as wack as mr. crude, nah men, kindly save us the bizarre
ma' hands are skillfull enough to break out your lumbar
so here you go, shit crude, am kicking you out of nairaland's radar
point blank, don't play nigga, because am aiming your head
its time u learnt a lesson never to mess with homebreds
like me and alex, we're mercenaries tearing NGA's to pieces and shred
spitting out venomous lyrics, to throw you on your death bed
shoulda know , motherfcuka, creating freestyles is our profession
makavele and alexpissu, the world renowned rap revolution
our punchlines are like anesthesia, t'will throw u into oblivion
better lay low, shit crude! or get ready for execution
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Crude
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Wow! I love this murthafukin game!!! A little somthn-somthn for your ass "Ali" the gay's "ex"
Rat-a-tat-tat 36 shotz up in d air
This homie's so dumb he does'nt kno d guns aint flare
I don't want to have more bloods on my bloody hands boy
Cos i'm about to lay u down in your own pool of blood boy
Oh! I'm a kid? then i'll go find a toy-gun made of brass
But u gon pee on yourself when i brandish my toy at your ass
Lil homie it seems i know u, but i can't really place u
Hmm, think, think, think, oh i remember Alexpissu?
You slut next door said u're her Menstral Tissue
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Crude
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1st of all a minute silence for Makavele,
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Now check this out, huh, check it
You might wonder why i gave his homo-ass nine lines
I did that in memory of the last time i squeeze 'em nines
How i burst your melon, ran shiver down your homies spine
You screamed like a b-itch "Freestyle is our profession"
You avenge AlexBitch-u, Cos u don't wan loose him
I see, on here your position is 1st, in private 69 is your position
You fakers fakin it, pretendin u was like Shaq "n" Kobe
Shootin sperms in the church, son that's too unholy
But u both need a real gun before u plan a hit on me
"M"a.k.a"Vile" u're as firm as a septogenerian lady's breast
So, how u gon break my lumbar, better put that off your chest
Not even if u gather and throw up the best out of your best
Hello! Fellow, bellow no more, mellow, murtherfuker lay low
Stop speedin too fast u might find your ass in a shallow
Black out under dirts and eatin your grave's marshmallow
I wont fight u, i'm not a fighter, i was born a winner
My lyrics is Deadly than Pina, Hotter than homegirl Trina
Go eat some Lyrical Burger because your Flow is growin thinner
You said u're home-Bre(a)ds then i'll chew u for breakfast
I'll make your heart beat fast, make your style come last (Mur'fukers)
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Alexpissu (m)
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Forbiden sins am clenching fist to weaken this midget
He his back to his usuals spitting flawless like pregnant Bridget
I hear his silent screams cause he be soaked in his dream
This newbie aint getting d picture like smoked screen
Am ever current like electricity am sending shocks 2 his feets
This gay on Rap section trying to turn pro raping cripples in streets
You voicing da rock-band chorus won't entitle a record deal
I got lotta cats wanting to murder u have to tell them 2 chill
Son i drop science like a kid who was born in the Lab
You aint worth my bar i'mma get u evicted with my shift Tab
Wave your shadow goodbye cause am operating your brains wit slug
Ask Nairaland am more dreaded than a Jamaican thug
My words are too vivid for this punk 2 capture
Watch how i puncture this nigga like memphis teen-rapture
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Crude
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Dawg u're making me feel like a heavy weight champion
But a cat and his back-ups can never murder this Lion
I'm a newbie, soaked in my dream to put u off d throne
You don't belong there, u gotta get your ass on the phone
And call em, kingmakers tell 'em the rightful king is in the zone
Go ask 'em in Jamaica, i kill 'em thugs for game
your ma let u out, but she dint say, "Cross crude's lane"
your fist is hard, for my 2yrs old baby not to feel the pain
From your punch, now u Sucker aint that a dissappointment?
D only bar i see u got is located in the local pub
I'm cleanin up my kits ready to slash your filthy ass up
Watcha got to say, Hey u got to say it quick Dawg
I'm tired of watchin u dumbin n mumblin out faint words
Ok, i'ma close my eyes i'm not lookin, 1, 2, go, burst
My flow is petrifying and scary enough to seal up your lips
This guy's libido's high, he come when Shakira shakes her hips
He's not a rapper, he's a bugger tryin to feel among the streets
I can step on u bare-footed, attack u without my fleet
your homies'll dedicate a track for u titled, "Crude aint good"
Sorry, it aint my fault, in my hood it aint good to be good
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makavele (m)
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who you calling dawgz, u motherfcuking crude-like thug
sit back in silence lest i rip u muthafcuka with my slug
to ignite your brain, your motherfcuking mom used sparkplugs
you got wack-rhyme syndrome, even a perfect medic has no cure
Dont ask anybody, just ask me, who makavele is
i run thingz, kill niggiz, outscore your devilish ish
your crude oil aint worth national trade, that stuff is real shit
Amiss this diss, just a kiss is enough to make your pappa miss
your momma, oops! must also emphasize the scent of her cunt
she's my object of gratification and when it comes to sexual stunts
mine's crazier than jet li's, so your mum's cunt i must flaunt
u want to fcuk with makavele, i possess powers so pyschic
am here for you, dissing you just makes the fun trophic
i'ma blow your brains, decode the fcuking thing and then encrypt it
not even a night-soil can wash your momma's pu**y that's so septic
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Alexpissu (m)
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Crude this the last bar u gettin from, hope u might learn something from it
My past is hell i'mma blaze this crude he will never advance
You just a cripple this your funeral u got no chance
Punk u 50 plus your bank account u still not drop cents(sense)
your thoughts is pissed on u living your life in past tense
I watch this fool kill himself like Jihad and be praised in hell
You spent days on google 2 know why my floetry deeper than well
This nigga bore me like Gays trying to reproduce
He just a mystery thats why we tagged him old news
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Shaz (f)
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Came through the doors again and scoped some losses
Bloods smeared 'l'ova the floors because Alex threw out some flosses
I'm gutted, not at the saga but how twisted life as a thing is
I'm dimmed under the light, can'y make out what it is like i got jaundice
I can flaunt the flows when I wan' 'em
Get 'laxed again but then, the thought come back in, crawling
I'm bawling like a child who just lost her pacifier
Burnt like a quack chemist toying with acid 'FIRE'
Ok, I fiddled with the needle a bit, but I didn't mean it to hurt
I knew it would be just a little prick, I didn't mean an actual cut
Now I'm back to courtesys like Kurtis done with the houses
Cut back the agency rates, biting at my lungs are conscience-driven mouses
I'm multilingual, sure thing, but I don't have more than one word for 'sorry'
It aint my fault I'm boring, plus i tried boring out ma gory stories to ya in a hurry
Maybe friggin five months is all that it took, now it took what it shouldn't
I'm shook to my bones, my phones gone froze - my hands tryin touch it but it wouldn't
I'm wound and bound, about to exhale but i really cannot
Takin stifled breaths like a stillbirth'd child, u tryin make me cry by smackin my butt
I agree its my loss, it's a minus on my path
But all your silent treatment ain't doin nada but addin sinus to my past
I ain't scared of the world, I ain't scared of nothing
You should already know that, you already know that I don't like shoppin
And you know that I never bluff
I spit my words of the top and never stop till it's enough
I get a little comatose when handling my anger - the words come as sharp as knives
You're ma friend, you can cuss but I aint cussin back, we ain't no polygamist's wives
I never lied to ya, although I told a little twisted truths
But who are you to stand in my face and yab ya gab, i'll uproot ya like weeded roots
You can say i'm being insenstive - yo, who cares if i can't consent with this
Tiz just a mere twist of fate I ain't hit with Pride and Prejudice
I can stand on the chair to face the ceiling and shout til Heaven comes
But all I know bout this is lets make a truce because I'm right and you was wrong
I don't want to be a friend no more, I'm happy with being a little more than a foe
This is the best way to release my anger - who am I angry with? Y'all will never know
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Shaz (f)
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I just found a pimple on my head and burst it up
Darn! I wish it was that easy giving up because I've lost the plot
Had enough of thoughts on how to make my world go faster
A little clean device, ask quick as the death of Mufasa
Cuz this is the battle of the lions, so I dropped the 'ness' in the nest (lion-ess)
Coming the den, you ever seen an hen out without its vest?
I ripped out its feathers, the chicken can't fly
Broke the ribs off, leaving this bird chirping as I
Snapped off its neck, y'all know I'm a murdafuckin vet
When I come into the place, y'all know what follows is event
So I rest, tryin not to vent anger upon ma bloody chest
As I ingest the bird in whole, waiting for the substance I ingested to really digest
Sorry to digress, it's my thoughts are all muddled up inside
Inspite of the fact, that I might have lost the site of my insight
I'm throwin the bars because I can't seem to sleep on the right side of ma bed
Cuz I'll be sure to wake on the wrong side, I'm really tring make my senses connect
And forget, I'm fidgetin a bit with the prospect of what I spit
Iller than venom, a bar get victims trapped a second or a split
A spliff is all it takes to take me back
But I'm bound to rebound, i'll be 'off the walls' like baby 'Vans'
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menike (m)
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Still got spring like hell when I com thu
I blaze crack on tracks n' make this otha niggas look like fools
My generation shed paper trail, feel metaphors down my vain
Like RULE, is bout money n' business that's why I inflict u wit pain
Ya cartilage speared out like I crushed you out with a TKO
Nah dawg. . . I don't TKO but thecolonel said I'll leave u resting next to MKO
I ain't ya' average cat, mess rap, I already made my dream
At the mention of my name, you be havin' a wet dream
I'll make it quick since ya sex life is so used to that term
I'ma a Boss, a KING of this Nairaland sh*t
While fools where on vacations I was lobbyin' 4 all this organizatn's n' sh*t
I swear if u shoved rap up your ass any further u would b legally retarded
I pass ya girl a duchie after she claims my bars go harder
Ooh shit i forgot u homos think anal fucks , comes as art
Well this is how MENIKE starts with a homo like u being ripped apart
I'll drop you like a dude shittin' in a toliet
You can grip my balls and suck my 'Rooster.' til you numb it
Cusz u is a Prince to me, so get on level cusz I'm the real Nairaland KING |
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