shit this girl is so mad with her lyrics .absolutely fabolous

My situation without a solution, my catch 22
No weapons are for me, but my tongue, and he who//

Pledges allegiance, must never break free
Stay within my cage, feel my rage and connect with the agony//

I am a weapon’s specialist, don’t ask why
My role in the coup-d’etats in this world, I despise//

This poetry that unveils the lyrical mastery
Of this soul, baring the contents and the injury//

Caused by those who fabricate my woes, believe
To all my enemies, there will never be a reprieve//

I am ridiculed and despised, by guys who think they are wise
Ridiculing my mastery of the lingua pura, my terror survives//

Secret societies never hear of he, who controls masteries
Of power unleashed, repeated for the world to see//

The black rider, attempts to fight the tide, of unreality
I am the lone knight, surrounded by those who are unworthy

Omo, u no mean sey imu na plastic!
I never even yann the babe, she done fall, fantastic!
The only thin wey consine me na that her big bakassi
My mind dey go front and back like tennis played by Agassi
I no no sey she go grii, i just say make i tasi
All my dem dem guys, them done tell me say make i fashi
Bone that thing, wetin my eyes see, my man must to jasi
The girl is good too, she dey do stunts like Michael Jasson(Jackson)
But ol boy, we was at so many rounds like to say na boxing
GOd con talk me, he say: Kini yii o ma bosi
I resign jejely, I switch off telly
The girl don turn to jelly, I tell am say: I no follow u 2 hell-i
To hell with you and u'r extended family
U wanted to take my cum and contribute to your aje meeting
Whatever do u, e no do me
I'm better than this, I'm a sweet boy lyk Indomie





***I'm just messin around. This is fictionary. I'll paste the concluding bit when i have the inspiration***

otunba masta plan
that was some hot shit . rapping in broken , thats superb. omo get the inspiration quick quick o.

p.s we are not ajebotas , ok? when u see bolajibroke recognise one time . sho jasi?

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Is my skin blue,
or am I see through
I can't think straight
so I have no clue
My head is cloudy,
from all the years
but proudly count
the many sets of stairs
Always heard well
with the two ears I had
Never got mad
with Gods choice in my dad
Why be sad
when medication makes us happy
Gladly make decisions
that seem to trap me
In this state of mind
I don't really mind
Eye sight blind
like the rest of man kind
Put my head on rewind
like the rest of man kind
like the rest of man kind
like the rest of man kind

Yeah mankind, living like we're jailed underground/
I will never keep mute, 'less mic check makes no sound/
I was forced to keep my big dream on track/
I was thinking the sprint was gonna be faster, am black/
Situations and hitches everywhere, but guess what am back/
I aint got the time, i had to make rewind faster/
Picked up up from behind, and i got to do better/
Now the dough is closer, from pako alighting at Aje butter/
Get me some water, cos now am cool, i need to own a shelter/
No leaning back, Sync the don on mic, do this great back to back/


Yeah, back to back

wack!

i like this thread.
when i saw the posts of sharn.06 and some other posts i was moved to make one up,well i am working on it.
i will post it in as soon as i am through with it.

hahaha, looser they want to diss, now here's diss fucko

this a goddamn freestyl it ain't gon be long
i already wacked 8 o your lives right on floor
u a bitch want to diss u gon bleed lik this sun
ama slash d connectn between your spine n your skull

u fakin your freestyle
it ain't from your brain
your lame brain is nuffin but a pack of foil n hay
u don't think u stink your perfume skunk spray
ama let u'all breath,i'll be back to raze your trail

i love dis! imma drop ma shit soon, believe me. this is the shit thread, i aint goin' nowhere! [color=#550000][/color]

this's the shit thread n i'm the shitman// got so much swagger u think imma tycoon// ma tongue spit venoms dat hit the air waves like a typhoon//  the last battle ma lyrics hit the enemy like a bullet n it stuck to his forehead like a tatoo//  they say dont do shit at home but i still do rap battle  wiv momma n dadda at home// mum been doin rap b4 dad came along// n when they started makin' babies i came along// now it's like a six legs-squad// we still do shit without trace or spot// i'm married to nairaland n radio/musik has been ma bestman// i got no xtrordinary talent but in rap im an x-man//  aint seen professor  xavi but i got schooled// try to fool me n get screwed// ma pants hang below ma waist like a lumberjack// but i get the woods down without a chain saw dat makes me no lumberjack// just tryin to make sense i aint wack

Here is another one, It's for the record yoh!
Am a wonder one, I break every natural law/
My flows coming like a punch hitting y'all/
It shows you's a toy, you got no blood/

Hail me not cos am the Lord, but cos I lord/
O'er this thread, it's crazy am playing God/
I spit words like am the v(ocal)-chord/
I swing em like em warrior's swords/

The shaolin monster is back, it's tai-chi/
Kicking all y'all butts till y'all cold and chill/
The murder is now, facedown, just touchdown/
Now you're 1.5v, not rechargeable, you rundown/

Am doing a rushdown with the fire down ur throat/
All you do is bleat, isht, you's a goat/
Now am afloat in my golden yacht/
Tell me where you fakers at/

Still me the big cat, am too fat/
For these em weak rats not even cats/
I spit too acidic for these lil wacks/
ever corrosive, I burn, dont just cause cracks/

You spit lame, I spit on all fours/
You swith lanes, cause y'all moves pause/
You's a borrowed course, am the game's cause/
You should have listened, there's the gift and the curse/

iSHT tHIS iS mAD!

i wreck d mic so bad cos i'm reckless
cats say they aint seen ma face
that means 'm neckless
but ma flows gat mo shine than ur necklace
i'm a lyricist
u can c it on ma breastplate
c i gat much swag wen i chill up in p town*
coming straight from d underground wit a big crown
boy pin down!
crack a smile or break a frown
ur face still ur face
b it black white or chocolate brown
aint tryin 2 spark beef
or maybe tryin 2 cook fish
but f wit me i hit u wit ma fist & leave u toothless
i'm not eazy e but nigga 'm ruthless
& wen ma storm rages
ur cribs gonna b roofless

Broke M.bleeping as*es out, Get the Bleep out!
Cos Sync's banging loud, It's tha knock-out/
teach you like the law does to god-fatherless touts/
Now I make y'all sream loud, I rule, no doubt/

Here comes tha pain, pleasurable like sex/
Cos when tha boss spits, no subject fit vex/
I'm flipping lyrics like 50; like gymnast's reflex/
My Lordship is traceable, check how I's influenced/

Here comes the dictator of da rap tunes/
Spitting text, y'all order for copies from iTunes/
I painted what y'all look like, y'all my cartoons/
Tha Lyrical Spillage's a Gunner, Aint no toons/

Dont try to sniff this, It's dope homie/
Dont try rip this, you memory wont cope homie/
I know am still the best ever, Jah told me/
He gave me, what makes you wanna hold me/


Hello, Any other dope lyricist around?

look at this lil naughty woman mehn, he thinks he's He-man
a she-man, see mehn, he's drinkin my semen
I caught him down the block talkin poo about me mehn
didn't give a fukc, beat him down to a pulp


shawty talkin 'bout she trippin off my lyrical gift
how i flip it, how i rip it, some subliminal poo
I'm on a whole other level, she reaching for it
had to pull herself up, and now she sittin on it 

well now I'm about to, pass the mic to
whoever come around who, wants to rap too
keep d poo movin, thats what its about
NL, holla back, Krayola's out!!