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fadal:
U know evry text on the internet

And u Bite everything from the Web, Parker Wannabe.
Allergic to Originality.
But I've got this Acerbic Wit mixed with Cold Reality.
And that's the Bitter Truth.

lyrics belong to Lil Macks track titled "Amazing Amy."

.Bitch, I am J"? Nah, you're a typo, a misspelled name,
Jay-walking through my bars, now you're roadkill, same old lane.
You're a blue jay, all chirp, no bite, I clipped your wings in the first bar,
Now your whole career's a bird that never got far.

What's the source of the trauma? Is it mom and pops again in the static?
He using his fists as language, got mama speaking in panic
Trading curses in the kitchen like the rent was paid in curses
And I'm just an 8-year-old CALCULATOR, counting what's the purpose
Pops couldn't afford the loaf, but could afford the bottle
Never missed a puff of smoke, called it PEACE — like he had a choice to swallow
Mama stretching 2K naira like it's rationing the harmattan
Cuss her effort out like hunger wasn't already the tenant
Wish I could rewind this tape and show Teacher Joyce the reason
Why I snatched the boy's cheese — I ain't ate since last season
It ain't anger, Miss, it's STARVATION dressed as rage
She ain't call the office, she just handed me a wage
Extra shift after class, sweeping floors for a sandwich
First time a grown-up looked at hunger and just ANSWERED it
Grew up with that thunder in my chest, now I bank it
Depression was my roommate, sober and blue but I tamed it
Some nights he still knock, but he don't hold the lease no more
MONEY TALKS now — so my past can't speak over me
Patience n Persevering ENERGY — turned the pain to a legacy of Currency

Spat, boom, dart, zoom — nigga, that's a Zoom call/
Mic boom in my hand while you on mute, no doubt at all/
"Battlefield, NOT A CHATROOM" — funny, still WET behind the ears,
Soggy as a tissue, You ain't dried off in YEARS/

You spittin' "Si Vis Pacem" but you Parabellum-BROKE/
Want peace but you a piece — a busted-ass PLASTIC toke/
Joseph1832, that's a slave-era DATE you chose/
Still stuck in the past, boy, that's why your FLOW never grows/

@joseph1832 say "Si Vis Pacem Parabellum"
Bro you want peace? 'Cause my pen just started a war

Nigga please, "100 barz is the same as 100 Naira"?
Hell yeah — 'cause both get spent, and both still worth more than ya.

They said Hip-Hop Is Dead — (nah) — I said we systematically misled, (uh)
Sold the soul for streams, / now the youth spiritually unfed. (listen)
From boom-bap to ringtone, / from cipher to TikTok thread, (yeah)
They kidnap the bread — (facts) — then wonder why the message ain't spread. (c'mon)
Grandmaster taught math, / now it's dances for the bread, (haha)
I'm still rigid to the death, / no features, just chest. (uh-huh)
This a pivotal message — (listen close) — for the kids in the back row: (yeah)
It ain't dead, it's just sleeping — / wake up, it's time to grow. (grow)
Culture flatlined? — (nah) — check the counterfeit and countless, (uh)
Comment section critics, / but my pen still unaccountable. (listen)
Comical, you doubted it — (ha) — you scrolling, I'm dissecting, (yeah)
Precise down to the letter, / syllable-ception, I'm perfecting. (uh-huh)
Metaphor medical, metaphorical, / meticulous the method, (c'mon)
Sedated by the algorithm, — (wake up) — fed it 'til they're deaf to it. (facts)
You say the culture's flatlined, / I say you read it backwards, (nah)
I'm the defibrillator — clear — / watch me bring it back to life. (live)
N****s say the culture's dying, — (nah) — I'm like nah, it's solid to the bone, (uh)
We was robbed in broad daylight days, / now they lease a throne. (facts)
Empty cell instead of platinum — (real talk) — that's the toll we paid, (yeah)
Now these new ones counterfeit and countless / off a fade. (c'mon)
My pen precise down to the letter, — (no cap) — no second draft, (uh-huh)
You just poppin' for the moment — / I'm still here, still on the path. (still here)
I ain't here for comical debating, / I'm here to collect, (checks)
Kiss of death on the beat — (that's a wrap) — once I touch it, that's a wrap. (wrap)


Keep the Thread Alive

Dj Countin' 5Naira, I'm countin' 100BARZ,
While You Circulate, I Appreciate, I know you Do Them Change, I Do ExChange Rate, - that's bullish in my charts


Central Bank Energy - you just loose coin under the couch cushions
5Naira mind, your career so broke it's touchin' bruises.

Governor on stage? Cool. I'm the whole Economy
You Dance for Tips, I move the GDP.


Sup Dj5

The Last Rapper Standing

Throw Jabs, Futuristic — y'all are So Past, that's why am Impervious to these Throwbacks/
Bars SHAKE IT OFF, ya Flow's Drab/
Mine's in the Dope Class schooling all this Low Class/
Like Dumb Cashiers they Slow to Register the Flows Cash/
Hard to Picture it, but I'm always FRAMING THOUGHTS/
Drop Off the Top still BLAZING HOT/
Cause if Bars gets into Tipsy Mode he's gonna be TAKING SHOTS/
Dope Raps, No Exceptions or Lipstick when am Tongue-Lashing these FAKES WE'VE GOT/

This LAZY LOTS Throw LAMEY PUNCHS,
But like Water off a Duck's back I just SHAKE IT OFF, Barz be BLAZING HOT
on tracks With no need to Hit the Lounge to be TAKING SHOTS.

[/quote]Since last September it seems you no longer remember
How I dismembered your tenders
Came back for your family members
This aboki is a stark contrast to; "the north remembers"
You condemned, roaming the hood picking iron, man
You done caught ma interest like loan lenders
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Even in yo wildest dreams I domesticate you
like Oppenheimer ma lyrical bombs annihilate you
No open rhymer you ain't cynical we do hate you
I set the oven timer, it's a slow burn when I fade you
Fade you...
like a slideshow
Not the main event you'll always be a side show
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Now let's talk about yo sister and how she be a farm tool
Guzzling dickks in the club of any nigga on the barstool
Your cup runneth over? Negro please it's half full
You can laugh fool, till I open your spleen, gut you with this harpoon
scar you mentally, ink your brain with bad tattoos
I'm a one man army yet I slaughter all your platoon
most of your rhymes are bitten cause you feral like a raccoon
Uglier than a baboon...
Ka-booom! Is the sound before you hit the lagoon
Watch out for Part two...
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you took 5 weeks to come up with this weak flow?
With all disrespect you wack bro
If you had the flu you could never spit a sick flow
Translator needed cause hood can only talk jive
I Murder pussies like you 9 rounds for 9 lives![/i][/quote][/quote]High time I sat you down for lessons, gullible child/
I admire your ignorance, that's something to like/
Seen all these angry kids coming over multiple times/
I know your kind, always forming stubborn online /

How i made over 2 milli, since last September/
Straight outta the hood, but you're a black transgender /
I dare you, show me your number. You're a bad defender/
No light in your scene, you got nothing to render/

On MT5, they Seeing me, busy digging for gold/
I saw your reply, it has no value- I put it on hold/
Caught your attention? so why you here catching feelings/
If you must know, we all think you such a dumb hoe, Marilyn Monroe!/

I'm a Christian, I go brutal when I win a soul/
hands down. I can do this with a blind fold/
hell, I'm actually doing this with a blindfold/
I kill this wannabee in quick time, it's a stranglehold/

You're a broke kid, you can't afford to mess up/
I render the soul to defeat, and that's just a heads up/
I'm hot like burning fries, you obviously can't ketchup/
My rhymes are authentic while yours are undeveloped/
I put out landmines, you got trapped in my setup/
Step out of line, you get wiped out in a second //[/quote][i]"Dope and Ill" like Drug addicts going Withdrawals and Relapse.

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Eff Local Champs~ whatever Bars Running,
Smacks of Foreign,

By calling Salivating Addicts so they know i only Spit with Dope Heads,
Even without having their Necks and Throats Shred
These Wackasses be on Over-Dosed Diets of Lozenge.
Picture Bars ~ I Pose a Threat.



Off Rhymes can be if you know your Pronunciations Well

5 just had to go Way Over The weekenpl0pof Midgets beset with low Intellectual In-Depth,
Fu<k firing "Warnings Shots in the Air"
As em B****h Niggaz be taking shots more than "Valentina Jewels Facials and Paparazzis"
While Barz be busy Calling Shots in Here.

Good but y'all can do Better.

Rappers Losing Steams more than Outdated Trains
They'll Hell to Pay for the Vows They Betrayed

Guess Who's Back? It's Savage Barz,
Not necessarily I reply every Wack and That's A Fact.

With-Held ma Basic Rights but Barz Never Left.
Still Am Right, so YOU LEFT.

I'm Known to Send Messages without Signals Very Fast,
Spill Guts? Nah, U just Quibble with Belly Fat,
Tryna Underestimate Me, That Will Be Fun,
Would've agreed with u but we'll both Be f***ing Wrong,
They say "Light travels faster than Sound",
So He's bound to Appear Bright until He F**king Speaks,
Now This ain't about Tongue In Cheek.

Imma give you the Privilege of Biting Choicy Lines,
I'm Deploying Rhymes, Whenever I'm Touching Mics,
I'm Destroying Lifes,
Next I C U with Tubes in Emergency Rooms/
Severing Life Lines, 1 Down~ Simple Numeric,
F the Borderlines of fighting fair, so is Two Lines a Little Too Heavy?

You know my Stands on Gender Violence hence the Curved Rib Treatment,
and also stopping me from handing you your Worst Defeat Yet,
Never Take Names just Straight Ass Kicking
So you can Stop Drooling and Start Spitting
You Pissed Off like Urine Stored in Weak Bladders
Against Me; Nah its better you Kiss Taipan.
Cause when my Pen and Paper Collides, the outcome dwarfs a Hypernova.

All this Peter Pans "throwing hooks" that Never-Lands
Like em Nukes In Japan delivered by the Western Hands,

my pen game is something these motherfuckers have Never Seen,
Skill's lean-and-mean/ Plain to see Miss-Feets(MisFits) Lepers Team with Lesser Leagues,
Knowledge Gap's Challenger Deep Whenever Dexter Spits,

His Openness to Experience is Out of Depths, let it Sink-In as you Reach The Depths,
Pea-Brained thinks by Writing Dirty is using a Piggy's Pen,
F Financial Infighting, there's no Conflict of Interests In Here,

Spit Lines of Extended Uzi Clips, U Dotted like Yayoi Kusama Polka Patterned Works
Fill them with enough Lead to Pose As An Anchor Dork

MusicMod:
''I won't batter with force''
I'm holding on the points; get your pate on the course
unlike you - a worn out tippler; maker of fuss
why would a dame be a sot?
you're sentenced to death in my court.

MusicMod been Too-Ig-nored
The Challenges of You Synods,
Is ya Flight of Ideas is Hugely Flawed,
Got Tight and Deft Lyrics, Yours is Looking Bored,
This Lame be Losing Grounds with her Footings Lost

Dissing Me, Myself and I.

No Disrespect am looking down from your Highest "Known Peaks",
While Dropping Hits, they Quick to Run Home than Bonds & Judge in their Best Rookie Pitcher Year
Un-Veiling tha Cold Personality behind my Calm Visage is sole reason for their "Cold Feets",
Like Yetis' Bare-Foot In Winter Men,
Your Reign is Temporal while Bars be Busy with Spatial Adjustments and Inter-Galactic Wars
Ya whole Think Tankers Are Static Son,
Battle With Chilly Persona~ Think Antartica Y'all,
My Mood-Swings more than a Personality Pendulum but my Whims R Tactical.

Been Ill from Birth f**k if i Seek to Get Medical Help,
Jesus Christ pls let this Crooked Bastards Thinking of Crossing Bars know its Heretical as Well,
From Assaulting to Battering Cretins Daily with Erosive Flows,
now bitch's "Worse Off" than Way Worn Past Wear and Tear,
U, Spit Tight? Nah you just suffering as a "Dyspnean" living in Poorly Venti-Lated Spaces

This is My Perspective

Udejohnchi:
i'll leave you strapped to the electric chair
so you will be shocked from your bones up to your hair
as I deliver my bars like fire burning in air
then make you burn till your body wear and tear

The Experience is so Riveting being Tickled Strapped to his Electrical Chairs,

Overcoming Obstacles, never been Shaken Up, you lack the Lexical Depths,
It's Essentially Clear that you were never considered as a Symmetrical Peer

Who Is Fooling Who?
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https://www.nairaland.com/24438/greatest-rapper-nairaland-volume-two/5


All of This Bitches Hear Too Soft, Rip em Fucking Apart,
All Sixteen Years, Two Months Plus the Advancement in your Knowledge Inversed
Plunge Deeply in Decline and Descent that's Debilitating as ya Progress Regressed,
So they Turned Seismologists to Look for my Faults while they Throw Dirts that Smears,
Still my Rep's 💯% Unblemished, now he's Getting Irritated with ma Lotus Effects

Implies Am Different/with Tight Flows and Dope Lines of Freestyles That's Intense.

Jduck13:
i mean errything else 100 bars said was hot but 1 or 2 verses were messed up

@YouknowWhoUR "Thanks for The Acknowledgement"