mikuz:


You have to battle a member and from what I can see in the records, Ibime is the one . . .

ILLScripts:
wait o...IBIME is the main person naw...he sud be the Last Boss...anyway...IBIME,DBR,MIKUZ and STREETWISE are ma opponents ryt?,?...just the 4 of u,?,?

ILLScripts:
wait o...IBIME is the main person naw...he sud be the Last Boss...anyway...IBIME,DBR,MIKUZ and STREETWISE are ma opponents ryt?,?...just the 4 of u,?,?

Rap maestro: Aye ho, Dj5naira

Tztyphoon: Give us MIKUS vs ILLSCRIPT... *shoutin*

U MUST FIGHT!!!!!

Rap maestro: ....HOLLA..
>
make una no dey-fight/
unless u'll fight wit a broken-sprite/bottle
yea sprite... Sleak says,"I'm givin dis peepz dark moment", well, i've broke-d-light/
shedding blood from peepz wit his punches, is Mik's whole-delight/
i owe-d-bride... So i'll pay d groom and let my Cockerel-slide/
>
Wey Misterswaq?/
cos its dat peep dat can try settle dis 'where ma nig.ga's stand'/
yea.. Dis place can contain us all, call it a bigger-land/
except u've bn infested wit wack-illness, den u won't see when i hit u wit ma quicker-plank/yea, sink em wit ur flows like dey're drowning in a quicker-sand/
i concot punches wit wat i pen, f**k d beaker-stand/
u beta 'turn-around', like i mutte 'alohomorra' and wave a witchcraft-wand/
>
i strike dis faggs like i've completed a row of 'Ex & ho {X and O}' /press-arrow key on the Screen and u'll see me best their-COs../
i'm not d type dat fights and say,"lets Rest and Go"/
see me wit my short barz unlike Dj5naira, i can still pierce-tha-foes/
yea.. Dey digg d dirt, datz when u'll only see dem Mess-their-hoS/
>
OH! OH!
>
premium-rhymerz/
yea.. IBime, we all knw dat, but wit new vetz u'll end up wit Silicon-linerz/
minimum-dinerz/
but we devour plenty Mof0s like say we plenty pass d millenium-CHINA/
i hold d horn of strong bulls, while u are onto d horn of mild UNICORN-whiner/
pass me d choco/
make i eat dem barz and leave rest to d Last-uni-MOFO/
"Watch ur time", i think datz Swatch's-looney-motto/
where me go pass-to-goto/
pronto.... U spitt wack like u've sucked Clitt-of-TONTO/

khimwhyte: its just funny how some people rate themselves. Is it same mikuz that's recieved excess beating from facebook?
Okay U3 just made it to the hall of fame cos he's whooped mikuz.
Hmmm who again?
Lwkmd funny people

Ibime:



Just seen Prekky take shots at the Lord of rhyme/
He spat boring lines/ that’s undefined/
. . . . now ponder mine/
You sure to find/ my verse wack. . .
. . . . if I tried to respond in kind!!!/


I’m undermined. . . like grey metals/
till I raise levels. . .
Raise devils/ from Hades level/
to break surface and encase Prekkles/ in great shackles!/
Run his Jetta off the road and break pedals/
Spray bezels/ from my 38 special. . .
and leave his face speckled/ with eight freckles!!/

He claim pace setter. . .. I Mo Farah this fake rebel/
I wait till his pace settles/ then overtake. . . and take medals!/


. . And my wife’s in great fettle/
if he ever tried to penetrate temples/ he'll break pencils!!/
. . . even if I tell her to play gentle!/
so this ain't a battle. . . he should try to make sexuál!/

Look. . .he claiming rápe levels/ but he’s a gáy who makes kettles!/
and drinks pomegranate tea. . .with fig dates and braised lentils!/
plus. . . I saw him at my wedding. . . he came to spray petals!/


Everytime a girl says hi. . . his face trembles/
but you might find him cruising a paid rental/ through gáy central!!!/


Every rhyme he displays gets booed by strange heckles/
His name temporal!/
PH, my main place. .. but my fame Federal!/
Bottomline. . . this fake pretzel/ ain't worth eight shekels!/

I decapitate vessels/ if Prekky try to play wrestle/
I'm the great General/ that aim pebbles/ and slay several. . .
Goliaths. . like King David from the place Bethel/

Battling me?. . . that game stressful/
I deformulate his ether. . . to methanesulfonate ethyl/
then use it to make methyl/
. . .by reducing his spirit level!!!/


I'm light years ahead. . . we don't keep the same schedule!!!/


Y'all shine like fake emeralds!/
. . but no matter your hate level. .
just admit my monoflow. . . is something that you rate special!/

Monoflow King. . . nothing more to say. . . debate settled!!!/







oNe

mikuz:


Ibime keeps insisting on faulting my style/
When he keeps retouching my lines/
He always got something to bite/
I leave it raw and blunt . . . with nothing to hide/
. . . so what the hell is he accussing me for?/
knowing you popped a line a used before!/

Ya boys make me agree road?/
You left so many bullet in? . . . so many wordplays too bland to post/
Lay him in state . . . Dbr's line he slammed and stole/
You worry boys . . .plus other trash he wrote/
Oga you better start pushing coke . . .if you think the puns you draft be döpe!/

You talk about your wedding/ like no individual or person/
has ever matched such matrimonial setting/
You're a disaster to PH city . . . better watch ya spellings/
The woman you boast about . . . be who even taxi drivers bed in/
cos you're too ugly . . . give up and stop the repping/ the marriage left you flat broke . . . no story telling/
So market the dvds as well and get them selling!/


Just retire and stop rhyming here/
Lifting lines from Street and Dbr . . . you really the one biting pairs/
only seeing his face/ Irritates me . . .
he better retire and go back to his village/
. . . or I'll axe him in two . . . and give him a splitting image!/

My flame abrutly appear/ to end his dwindling career/
Pace with the speed of an Angel to . . . put Di nigga in Ma-rear!/

I'll be erasing his damn trace/ to have him facing his end days/
. . . so if he rakes in the first place/
I'll decapitate him in a path . . . the only way he'd be making a headway!/

He got no shame . . . the guys a fuçker/
claiming he got a base . . .when we know its only a binary number/

The crowd roar and exalt/ once I show on the spot/
You might be a seasoned vet . . .but Im 'above the salt'/
. . . so to cut the long story short/
Ya career should be over by now . . .
Cos you'll be left with no limbs if your 'gloves are off'!/

You are on a failed course abort the mission . . ./
. . . Ya rhymes fat? nigga you definately need an optician/
Got a pot of gold . . . I make the money burn/
plus my coins got an aroma . . .cos Im in a 'mint condition'!/

I rhyme for fans and you rhyme for gæys/
barber here so its ya time to fade/
Got the Honor . . you know this guy is Made/
The greatest . . . what my title says/
I come with a shine . .
That blind you fakes!/

Ibime: Welcome to new ill heads. . .



Bytch niggaz changing their post/
when Wiz first dropped. . . he placed him in quotes/ and praised him as dopé/
Problem child. . . these Guardians. . . ain't able to cope/
Watch their baby elope/
I warri boys. . . go ask "delta Y". . .like the "gradient of slope"/


They know that my verse kill/ from Choba to Churchill/
I'm imposing ma verb skill/
I got two afflictions. . . my flow and my words ill/
Shakespearean language. . .my poems and my mirth thrill/
I got 'rich vocabulary'. . . I spit quotes that unearth mills!/


Mik know for biting ears/ that's highly clear/
cos he print screen. . . every time my rhymes appear/
He know ma bars better than me. . . make this guy beware/
Avocado rapper. . . known for biting 'peers'!/


These new facebook guys really bringing the heat/
Lyricist geeks/
who came to spit and compete/

They milk applause. . but they poor substitutes. . . soya!/
I introduce em to the destroyer/
. . .and ensure they sign probate with their lawyer/
cos their rhymes kinda feminine. . .Toya!/
Before they spar me. . . they better 'man well'. . . Neuer!/



oNe

Ibime:

The world after Nuclear War


And then there was light! – the light expanded-its-base/
Its radius travelled-in-waves/ till the whole land-was-a-waste/
Then it hit its spectral limit and contracted-with-haste/
rebounding in toward itself as the gamma-decayed/
You could only assess the damage from the vantage-of-space/
by plotting radioactive rays/ from a satellite-trace/

Even missile defence couldn’t predict-the-flight-path/
And quick-as-light-flash/ niggas withered-like-grass/
The wicked-might-laugh/ as the articles-relay…
“The war’s won!”….but how long do particles-decay?/

Its hard-for-me-to-say/ but I woke-wheezing/
nauseous with nose-bleeding/ from the smoke-breathed-in/
cockroaches speeding-past/ feeding on the bleeding-mass/
I’m breathing-ash/ and helium-gas/ released by the blast/
I proceed-to-gasp “where’s my wife?”…as the demons-flash/
finding her would be a really Herculean-task/
I begin-limping/ skipping over niggas with limbs-missing/
then a familiar figure stumbled into my dim-vision/
I recognised her frame in a quick-instant/
She survived! - I cried as we embraced, lips-kissing/

Then I noticed her legs, they bled-profusely/
then I trembled cos the next thing she said-confused-me/
“Take care of our son”….were the last words she mumbled/
and that’s when I heard the baby crying in the rubble!/

khimwhyte: its just funny how some people rate themselves. Is it same mikuz that's recieved excess beating from facebook?
Okay U3 just made it to the hall of fame cos he's whooped mikuz.
Hmmm who again?
Lwkmd funny people

airmark:
Beef khim or sleakid, you see increda, they bought him school uniform/

Rap maestro: ....HOLLA..
>
make una no dey-fight/
unless u'll fight wit a broken-sprite/bottle
yea sprite... Sleak says,"I'm givin dis peepz dark moment", well, i've broke-d-light/
shedding blood from peepz wit his punches, is Mik's whole-delight/
i owe-d-bride... So i'll pay d groom and let my Cockerel-slide/
>
Wey Misterswaq?/
cos its dat peep dat can try settle dis 'where ma nig.ga's stand'/
yea.. Dis place can contain us all, call it a bigger-land/
except u've bn infested wit wack-illness, den u won't see when i hit u wit ma quicker-plank/yea, sink em wit ur flows like dey're drowning in a quicker-sand/
i concot punches wit wat i pen, f**k d beaker-stand/
u beta 'turn-around', like i mutte 'alohomorra' and wave a witchcraft-wand/
>
i strike dis faggs like i've completed a row of 'Ex & ho {X and O}' /press-arrow key on the Screen and u'll see me best their-COs../
i'm not d type dat fights and say,"lets Rest and Go"/
see me wit my short barz unlike Dj5naira, i can still pierce-tha-foes/
yea.. Dey digg d dirt, datz when u'll only see dem Mess-their-hoS/
>
OH! OH!
>
premium-rhymerz/
yea.. IBime, we all knw dat, but wit new vetz u'll end up wit Silicon-linerz/
minimum-dinerz/
but we devour plenty Mof0s like say we plenty pass d millenium-CHINA/
i hold d horn of strong bulls, while u are onto d horn of mild UNICORN-whiner/
pass me d choco/
make i eat dem barz and leave rest to d Last-uni-MOFO/
"Watch ur time", i think datz Swatch's-looney-motto/
where me go pass-to-goto/
pronto.... U spitt wack like u've sucked Clitt-of-TONTO/

mistaswag:

ThunderStorm: Anyone who says Mikuz is wack, needs spiritual
beating.
. . . Mikuz is VERY dope. . .

GLACIERZ!:


#GBAM!!!
even GUINESS RECORD BOOKS will concor

Hes claiming Huge . . . when he lacks Identity in the group . . like the cross product of the
vectors in a set!!!/

mikuz:

Make una leave matter for Mathias . . .
Imagine one of 'em calling this a metaphor.

khimwhyte: chuka why didnt u vote so you give mikuz the win?
Tsw.. ddickriders..
He's lost and he cant do anything about it. Stop supporting mikuz' childish behaviour. You're bigger than this

khimwhyte: chuka why didnt u vote so you give mikuz the win?
Tsw.. ddickriders..
He's lost and he cant do anything about it. Stop supporting mikuz' childish behaviour. You're bigger than this

ThunderStorm:
Lol@Dickriders. . . Funny how you just jump to call who ever supports what you're against - a dickrider. .
. . Ma'am, i don't do so. And i'm never known to be one. I'm just stating facts here.

. I didnt judge in mikuz battle because i was VERY VERY sick to the core at that time.

Rap maestro: i'm getting sick and tired of una sh!t.. MIKUS VS SLEAK will settle dis.. Wit credible voterz like ojo, khim{i knw she won't be bias}, scrollz, scriptz

khimwhyte: what has sleak got to do wit my previous post