Sleak my man,you supposed to be imprisoned for Life cuz these are Murder Bars.........Please when is the Burial date for S.T and Eyinma

kerijay: Sleak my man,you supposed to be imprisoned for Life cuz these are Murder Bars.........Please when is the Burial date for S.T and Eyinma

thanks my man.. Been a while.. Its a tag team though kastiel is effin sick

sleakid: TAG TEAM BATTLE by SLEAKID AND KASTIEL as HITLERS
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DISS AGAINST SWOT TEREBO MAYOR & TENDER EMMANUEL ENYINNA
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Tender Is tha wack one..so its best I HIGHLIGHT HIM....
forget how I'l talk of the bullets ..that'll FLY PAST THEE ../
A 'simple make-up' vendetta could damn RIGHT HOUND HIM../cuz I saw how illmatic took 'whips to your face' .......to apply some EYE LASHES ....!
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Next ..I drop a ROUND HOUSE KICK,
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on maryorwah ..whose TASTE IS ULTRA SHYTE .does uqly chics... And even amonqst qirls in his crew ?....the FAKE ßE OSTRACIZED../ prolly its cuza yur small-ccock..am not tryna qet u hurt-bruh ..ßuh maryorwah is the type to return a ccondom ...and SAY ITS OVERSIZE ..!
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ßut really,
Swot gat me VEXING PLEASE when he boasted with those TEXTING SKILLS cos in my persona, his DIRTS INCREASED ....its why dey asked.. who cyberffucks d most, and i screamed, S.T the man.. Like exposing a nigga infected with SSEX DISEASE/ -std man (S'wot T'erebo)
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See..my CLIPS ARE RATHER BRIEF..
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3 shots to your dentition.. & yur TEETH ARE SCATTERD SEE../ why I did that is cuz am rather-pissd..a ccock ssucker..tender is a wacktard-imp./ his 'mouth be always 'tied' to acekid's head' ....your big LIPS NA BANDANNA ßITCH..?....!
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FFuck..! Let me flog this BASTERD ..JEEz ..!
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Enyinnaya..?
ßeen wantinq
to smack the FAGTERD'S RIBS/Then In a 2qo qroupie...my BARS FOUND HIM ../ called out the fool .. He was 'scared to death, be like ' ßros..what is THA MATTER PLS..?
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Then He went silent as I forced a banquet ..brought out 'a mortar and pestle' ..... ...and I GOT HIS HEART POUNDING..!
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Then again..he came to SLEAK AND DARED,
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Emmanuel got tortured with the deadly SPITS I SENT cos am known to deal wit WEAKER VETS who disguise emselves to vote for dia own SHITS AND TEXT.. So after I stab the NIGGA's CHEST & bury the BBITCH"A$S HEAD,.. His mum asked, who 'has seen Emma... And all hands were pointing at SILVER-BIRD// -cinema-
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So its better you dont rant & ßE AT REST,
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cuz. These ßEASTs WOULD RHYME FAST, bou how swot's fist puts soo much 'friction to his ppenis' .....that his DDICK COULD 'SPARK OUT.../­now, Its qonna be crude-really ..for I'm qonna do a bruce-willis...disect this basterd while he's wankinq off an 'erecti0n' ...so the.. ßITCH COULD DIE HARD..!
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Its best this SNITCH SHOULD HIDE NOW,
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cuz Kickin females outter his crew shows he ROCKS ONLY FAGGs' A$S ,truly he the type that TALKS SO CHEAP AND RANTS so while he boasts of fighting with his GLOCKS OR WHIPS ATTATCHED.. we'l all laugh at d bastard cos we'l never see 'Ten tackles'... except in COCKROACHES AND ANTS/-tentacles-
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Damn..! I HATE FOOLs ..ITS UGLY TRUTH,
One is a ghost account ..the other FAKE CROOK IS RUßßISHD TOO../ war be forming metro-dude ..while he lives in qwaqwalada ...a ghetto-hood../ so its best you stop the 'act-up' ..or I STAKE YOU WITH NOLLY'WOOD' ..!
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Its REAL COOL I STOMP THESE LEACHES,
as I'll place BIG TOOLS ACROSS THE BBITCHES/ cos tender's dumb-and-wack, swot chose him cos of his ccum-and-a$$ but Sadly Swot be single wen I release dis bombs-and-gats cos am here to take out 'S.T mate'... by SIMPLE APROXIMITY// -estimate-
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Damn..!
MY SSHIT HURTS../ AM REAL ßLUNT ..to this WACK KING KONG../ whose spits-flopped ...he went real-numb..as chymso made him 'gasp for air' ..while 'sipping pains' from AN HIC'CUP../
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War...!
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This BEAST YOU WAYLAY..? / oh Bleep ..I should GIVE YOU A NAME ../ you know I've 'harvested your soul once this year' ..ßuh now..I'l christein u a 'bi-annual crop' ...cuz I jus ..REAPED YOU AGAIN..!
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#HITMEN reppin HITLERS CREW

Dis is real good. I must say I'm impressed.

Who rapped which part?

ok open c/o...maybe battle go commot me from headblock

Ibime:

Dis is real good. I must say I'm impressed.

Who rapped which part?

its combined, he takes 1 bar, I take d next bar, until we completed d verse and tanks for the compliment..

sleakid: its combined, he takes 1 bar, I take d next bar, until we completed d verse and tanks for the compliment..

Well done, well done. Una try. Very witty stuff. I was laughing ma head off.

I've told you/ these teachers are oId skool/
I fire flames/ . And leave those who claim thorough bred toasted the way I retire lames/ . . with their oil glands already fried . . .
Pull out the 'thorn in my flesh' . Skin 'em alive with it . . . then have their bones cooked/

I could water those crooks/ ma flows will surely drench ur vest/
To end this dehydrated war is easy . . . .
'cos your underground . . . ima stand and Piss on you . jes to quench your thirst!/

Utmost satisfaction else she'll clench ur shirt/ since she cums at night . leave her a bright torch/ lemme teach you how to make ya woman squirt at every mild touch/
Take ur girl to Okija Forest . . . spread legs . give her a Wild Suck/

Not buncha episodes but compiled talks/ 'bout how my game so devil/
Never featured in that television drama series . .
But surely, if FFR aint a scene . . . Then I must be on the Highway to Heaven/

MIGRATE you rebel/ I didn't prepare beef . manage the yam and bean/
And if your still stuck on past glories and achievements . . . i'd transport you to the future . and damage the time machine/

Ur an average coach . U can't challenge D rhymes and skill/ . even anime addicts knows I ball the meanest in sports . bicyclin' Bey Blades!!/
With deejay policin' the affair . . .
Head quick to Teslim Balogun stadia . and see ma Rapid Response Squad stimulate fans . playin' footbombs . . . by Kickin' grenades!/

Lend him a warfare so he could buy cleanly a spade/ . was at the farm all there working/
His visual organs were ripe for harvest . . .
So I sent outgoin' bullets to rip out his two eyes . . . Bet he never saw death coming!/

I just decapitated the muppet prom queen/ but 'fore i'll seize the beat/
Feel this . . .
Y'all will lose definitely against this ''headless body'' . . . cos there's practically no way I will see defeat/

dj5naira: I've told you/ these teachers are oId skool/
I fire flames/ . And leave those who claim thorough bred toasted the way I retire lames/ . . with their oil glands already fried . . .
Pull out the 'thorn in my flesh' . Skin 'em alive with it . . . then have their bones cooked/

I could water those crooks/ ma flows will surely drench ur vest/
To end this dehydrated war is easy . . . .
'cos your underground . . . ima stand and Piss on you . jes to quench your thirst!/

Utmost satisfaction else she'll clench ur shirt/ since she cums at night . leave her a bright torch/ lemme teach you how to make ya woman squirt at every mild touch/
Take ur girl to Okija Forest . . . spread legs . give her a Wild Suck/

Not buncha episodes but compiled talks/ 'bout how my game so devil/
Never featured in that television drama series . .
But surely, if FFR aint a scene . . . Then I must be on the Highway to Heaven/

MIGRATE you rebel/ I didn't prepare beef . manage the yam and bean/
And if your still stuck on past glories and achievements . . . i'd transport you to the future . and damage the time machine/

Ur an average coach . U can't challenge D rhymes and skill/ . even anime addicts knows I ball the meanest in sports . bicyclin' Bey Blades!!/
With deejay policin' the affair . . .
Head quick to Teslim Balogun stadia . and see ma Rapid Response Squad stimulate fans . playin' footbombs . . . by Kickin' grenades!/

Lend him a warfare so he could buy cleanly a spade/ . was at the farm all there working/
His visual organs were ripe for harvest . . .
So I sent outgoin' bullets to rip out his two eyes . . . Bet he never saw death coming!/

I just decapitated the muppet prom queen/ but 'fore i'll seize the beat/
Feel this . . .
Y'all will lose definitely against this ''headless body'' . . . cos there's practically no way I will see defeat/

*EPIC*

Who wants to beat me? Im loosing my writing skills quickly . . .

Duumb glacierz,we gat scores to settle

Lol, yessir..alert Mikuz to set up the thread...we drop tuesday

20lines

^^Lwkm . . Who this one dey deceive

Daphantom: ^^Lwkm . . Who this one dey deceive

Lmao. . .

Yo Phantom. . . Am serious, didnt u see??
he said am dumb

Anyways while anticipating Mikuz's arrival

here's some sheepish mono. . .

ok, once, i battled a lanky fùck/
who comes with classic puns/
that'll make u go laughing thus/
so i fastly thought/
if i dont come with hardened force/
this guy will smack me forth/
and it wuld badly hurt/
then i sharply paused/
imagined how i could jam his jaw/
with such massive force/
till he knack the floor/
but what if his verse will madly gore/
oh, that made me angry more/
i imagined a sharpened sword/
that will sharply chop/
his dangling skull/
pictured even his fam in blood/
i began scripting, my heart in shock/
so much, u could rank in volts/
my hand in jolts/
seemed punches had vanquished forth/
suddenly i screamed, ''my facking gosh!!''/
and i tell u, the items in ur market stall/
couldnt equal what i gat in store/
i wrote the metaphors. . .that wrath his fall/
in the battle front/
with a vicious mind i banished forth/
the scally thug/
cos i saw myself as a hardened lord/
never wrote with happy thoughts/
behaved like a maddened Hulk/
so i frankly urge/
that u do same in a rapping war!/

ok here is some shii too rusty as Bleep on a rouugh journey to self discovery tho

i raise bars higher with force/
striking you faster than lightning does/
enlightning dons/
wen scribing puns/
cos the writing gores/
even mfm worshipers will tell u there is "fire in the word"/
set for the top/
no rest on the journ/
so go cheer all the boys/
that the terror will come/
to those who dared us before/
and that in life...problems have a "mechanic advantage"....even if our "effort is lost"/
u might have been fuckin tinz up/
thinking all his real gone/
and wanna stop living in this world/
and even felt and thought loving is wrong/
just remember this...no matter how the sea of life toss u "from coast 2 coast"...at the shore is westlife singing the song ....lol

deli dimes: ok here is some shii too rusty as Bleep on a rouugh journey to self discovery tho

i raise bars higher with force/
striking you faster than lightning does/
enlightning dons/
wen scribing puns/
cos the writing gores/
even mfm worshipers will tell u there is "fire in the word"/
set for the top/
no rest on the journ/
so go cheer all the boys/
that the terror will come/
to those who dared us before/
and that in life...problems have a "mechanic advantage"....even if our "effort is lost"/
u might have been fuckin tinz up/
thinking all his real gone/
and wanna stop living in this world/
and even felt and thought loving is wrong/
just remember this...no matter how the sea of life toss u "from coast 2 coast"...at the shore is westlife singing the song ....lol

Heart Touching. . . .Now this is a verse!!

GLACIERZ!:


Lmao. . .

Yo Phantom. . . Am serious, didnt u see??
he said am dumb

Anyways while anticipating Mikuz's arrival

here's some sheepish mono. . .

ok, once, i battled a lanky fùck/
who comes with classic puns/
that'll make u go laughing thus/
so i fastly thought/
if i dont come with hardened force/
this guy will smack me forth/
and it wuld badly hurt/
then i sharply paused/
imagined how i could jam his jaw/
with such massive force/
till he knack the floor/
but what if his verse will madly gore/
oh, that made me angry more/
i imagined a sharpened sword/
that will sharply chop/
his dangling skull/
pictured even his fam in blood/
i began scripting, my heart in shock/
so much, u could rank in volts/
my hand in jolts/
seemed punches had vanquished forth/
suddenly i screamed, ''my facking gosh!!''/
and i tell u, the items in ur market stall/
couldnt equal what i gat in store/
i wrote the metaphors. . .that wrath his fall/
in the battle front/
with a vicious mind i banished forth/
the scally thug/
cos i saw myself as a hardened lord/
never wrote with happy thoughts/
behaved like a maddened Hulk/
so i frankly urge/
that u do same in a rapping war!/

DDope ,

You guys are tempting me here

GLACIERZ!:


Heart Touching. . . .Now this is a verse!!

Lmao..gay -seous fellow

Ibime: 2012. . .






2009. . . .






Niggas talk ish so long. . .start to believe they own lie/
All I do is signpost em back. . to 2009!/
When they were dripping with wack juice, looking up to my rhmes/
when I kept this place shaking. . .like a palm full of dice!/
Thats why I dont believe any part of their hype/
Imitating DBR?. . .thats the blind leading the blind!/

So who really innovate who?/ And who imitate who?/
Niggas acting disgraceful. . .when they really grateful!/

Tough talk. . . and proud boasts. . . feeding us with cheap lies/
Two years ago. . these meek guys. . couldn't wait to be beat. . by Streetwize!!!/

Nowadays he raising his chin/ like battling just a vacation to him/
Back then, he pull his pants down. . . and ask "when does the r@ping begin?!"/

How in the fork. . . can I be an IMITATION OF HIM!!!


His verse above shows how he used to write his words in a bunch/
but now he leave THIS space [size=14pt]. . . . .[/size] before dropping his punch!/
He tryna whitewash history. . . but we aint that dumb!/
I'ma give you ONE GUESS. . . where he learned that from!!/


Unlike you, I never been wack. . always a gunner for hire/
Came to Nairaland spitting nothing but ire/ that modaforkers admire/
Changed the topic from flossing to pen skillz. . . when you saw my[i] budget[/i] was higher!/
thought you escaped the frying pan. . . but you jumped in the fire!/

Need I remind you 'bout my ample flows?/
How when I got here. . Sauron had y'all in a stranglehold?/
Till I tamed the bulldog, turned him into my poodle/
Beat him relentlessly, even with rhymes he stole from google/

I got more names on my record/ than skeletons in an Arabian desert/
Most of them I even beat. . . without making an effort!/
Titles under my belt as the most prolific/
"My tactics. . .to make every Black burn. . . like Scholes and Vidic!"/

Im in a league of my own. . . this nigga tactically flawed/
my skill unique. . . no substitute. . . still I manage my squad!/

How many stripes you got? Name one rapper you floored/
Its been four years since you started to rap on this board!/
Why this nigga always acting a fraud?/
same way he claim numerous visas. . .when France and SA his only travels abroad!/
Look dude. . .you could write till ya practically bored/
Ya rhymes only attract a distinct lack of applause/
while it only takes me half an hour to dispatch a retort/
and attack you with force/ that'll have ya spine detached from it's chord/
and leave the fans clapping in awe/ causing massive guffaw/
as they laughing at y'all/
clapping like dolphins flipping back on they paws. . .
a fact you doubted even happened at all. . .
till I uploaded pics with em. . . that I snapped in resorts!/

Do you ever happen to pause?/ and keep track of your course?/
With this verse, I declare this battle of yours/ PRACTICALLY LOST!!!!

My aim? Perfected!/ Reign? Untested!/ Name? Majestic!/
so forget about rap. . . and find the nearest exit!/


How could I even be accused of tryna copy ya lines/
When I never paid attention. . . to n'aan ONE OF YA RHYMES!/
And just to show you how stoopid you are/
The rhyme you displayed just an incarnation of one of my bars/
You need ventilation/ Got your lungs and chest aching/
Somebody give him CPR. . . cos ma rhymes are breath-taking!!!/


oNe!!!

Jizoz have mercy....this is absolute finishing!!!!

Abstract tinz
(Libri Sibyllini)
I'm the Ghost of Sparta . . Kratos can't test/

The gods I've slayed in this feild with my grand texts/

My mindset/

Is to take away sanity from humanity
And



replace it with madness!!/



I'm inclined with the Devilish ways/


I thrust up from the depths of hell with a terrible rage/

Cursing the aqauatics with a lexical plague/



Cos I'm the

. . . The after math of Posiedon, perishing waves/


Spared with the toothfairy I denched her dentals till
she was toothless/


The 'Helmet Of Hades' Made Me RuthLess/


Waged war the the 'hollow man' and left him clueless/


I dethroned Ares and Kratos/


Brought plague to the olympians and thus/


My 'glocks skinned instruments'
. . till Apollo ran off/


I'm having Wet Dreams During My Nightmares/


Time travel to the future. . Yeah I'm right there/


Saw My foes blessed with a bright flare/


So I took it in mind to. . .


. . . Turn of the lamp in my enemies Light Years/

deli dimes:
just remember this...no matter how the sea of life toss u "from coast 2 coast"...at the shore is westlife singing the song

яhymΣ_ ȴunα†!¢:


Cursing the aqauatics with a lexical plague/



Cos I'm the

. . . The after math of Posiedon, perishing waves/

DIPP.

Metas and similes flawless/ . would show ma Future kids my exploits and success/
After I fraction your body parts into Maggi Cubes . . hang each items on 'every corner of ma ceilin' . . . like Cobwebs!!!!/

That naughty emcee is so loosed and worthless/ don't have to replay Anastacia's hit track to say our minds . . . cos we so Sick & Tired of ya faulty pennings/
Your game aint tight . . . U prolly bartered ur second-hand X-BOX 360 for one-tenth of a monthly earnings/

U jes bitchy with ya brawly yearnings/ drunken Jezebel . u could smell tha doze of wine she vomits/
Reward 4 unfaithfulness is no doubt ~ 'A Pond of Mud' ~ for the Phat body to swim in . . . . .
cos her bedmatics & waywardness . way worse dana Drove of Wild Pigs on Heat!/

Thoughts inside me . above ur classic phoneys/ cool ideas I procreate could freeze this dumbfish/
My brain is so hot . I could melt an iceberg by just thinkin' of it/

Need 4 Speed addicts in Florida knows u aint sick with the flows . U jes wishin' ur ill/ . enemies envy me down south . . got Barney of fiends/
call this Chase HQ if u wanna . .
The way I beat the police at their own game . . . . and escape with my army of men/

Feminine dermatologists 'N' marmees for here/ could prove ma ''outer coverings'' been charmin' all year/ . could draft fine lines in seconds if I hurriedly pen fast/ . even exceeded Bobby Lee's benchmark/
My elastic whips/ would sure leave a lastin' impression on this wimp/ . cos ma cane would design on his skin . . bodily stretch marks/

I switch hip hop slangs cos um cunningly damn sharp/ ma career is robotic . rightly tha Voltron thing/
Head and neck already lost in the clouds . . .
so lofty now that if we should compare or try to measure heights HERE . . . . Urs would just be slightly above muh Knee!!!!/

Ima gladiator . sightly ah bold strong being/ I so love diss game . if cypher is a b.itch . then shes my wife!/
Pen is mightier than a sword
Handle ya reynolds plus Higher Education . . . and you'd die twice even 'fore D battle start . after I flash you ma glitterin' Shield & Knives/

I marvel those/who happen to. . .battle dopes/
Ibime isnt to be cited an example though/
he just a cattle bloke/who hassles flow/
and never handled dough/but i got wads to loan/
i buy an item, and forget the change. . .but to buy one, he haggles more/
i browsed the archives. . .what i saw baffled moi/
Ibime and DBR on a squabble show/
how they trip to Aruba, scuba in Cuba, and prolly travelled rome/
'noisy tales'. . . like a rattle pose/
and that was Ibime on the mantled robe/
alleged King prattled mo'/and let loose on the grappled hold/
of the the startled role/
that even a 'freelancer' could storm and 'saddle' on/the sparkle throne/
then, the stool was tackle prone/
cos all u did was babble bro/
you were fortunate nobody mangled yo/
if i were there, just a bamboo throw/
will part and have you blown/
to countries of the Anglophones/
on this ample note/dont contest. . .u gasto know/
I and your bïtch in my Seattle home/where she's swept off her feet. . .
and Ice gets ur ankle froze/
a cell is too big. . .i put you in a vacoule hole/
Am the General. . .assume a salute throw/but try a fatal blow/
and get ur metacarpals broke!!/

oNe!

GLACIERZ!:


Heart Touching. . . .Now this is a verse!!

lol fanx homie

GLACIERZ!:
I marvel those/who happen to. . .battle dopes/
Ibime isnt to be cited an example though/
he just a cattle bloke/who hassles flow/
and never handled dough/but i got wads to loan/
i buy an item, and forget the change. . .but to buy one, he haggles more/
i browsed the archives. . .what i saw baffled moi/
Ibime and DBR on a squabble show/
how they trip to Aruba, scuba in Cuba, and prolly travelled rome/
'noisy tales'. . . like a rattle pose/
and that was Ibime on the mantled robe/
alleged King prattled mo'/and let loose on the grappled hold/
of the the startled role/
that even a 'freelancer' could storm and 'saddle' on/the sparkle throne/
then, the stool was tackle prone/
cos all u did was babble bro/
you were fortunate nobody mangled yo/
if i were there, just a bamboo throw/
will part and have you blown/
to countries of the Anglophones/
on this ample note/dont contest. . .u gasto know/
I and your bïtch in my Seattle home/where she's swept off her feet. . .
and Ice gets ur ankle froze/
a cell is too big. . .i put you in a vacoule hole/
Am the General. . .assume a salute throw/but try a fatal blow/
and get ur metacarpals broke!!/

oNe!

ahahah crazy

Ibime: Where was I?


Oh yes. . .

Lets cool off on this ninja DBR small and just flex on a quick one. . .



Sorry for the break in the schedule/ Had to ease the pace on the pedal/
I write leisurely. . .no Olympian effort. . . still Im taking the medal!/
I aint blowing my trumpet. . . Im just stating my level/
I don't lock horns with goats. . . I go face-to-face with the devil!/

So don't try to jam heads with this alien rebel/
I bring guns to the party where you rave and you revel/
I'm parading my metal/ while he flex with a dagger/
He playing Ludo with his wife. . .I'm playing chess with Obama/
so he upset with my swagger/ come dey vex for my matter/
Snake wanna bring me down. . . but I step up the ladder!!/

Bis is a champ and a vet/ known to act as a threat/
cos you see me on location. . . when the drama is set/
Whether on stage or studio, you know the jabs I direct/
Too quick for him to capture. . on his camera spec!/

You better flipping eject!/ Take flight. . and put ya wing in effect/
or duck for cover. . .like when Dana Air bring in a jet/
You better re-phraze if you think Mikuz considered a threat/
I get one over ya cosine. . . just gimme a sec!/
If you aint Mathematical, the last line got you thinking correct/
I'm willing to bet/ that my lyrics deliver his death/
just like the last nigga who was thinking to step/
nobody 'answered his call'. . . when I was 'wringing' his neck!/


You know this hero mean/ the rap elohim/
Mixed blood. . . but still I walk with that negro lean/
So for the hater claiming I got albino genes/
Two words. . . PHOCK YOU. . . like Cee-Lo Green!!!/



oNe

Mehn, spars back then were sweet. I'm going back to prioritizing flow over everything else.

Ibime:

Mehn, spars back then were sweet. I'm going back to prioritizing flow over everything else.

Ibime word. . .but all those una trips godammit!!! Most of the places i no know o. . .na google work abi?

GLACIERZ!:


Ibime word. . .but all those una trips godammit!!! Most of the places i no know o. . .na google work abi?

I'm well travelled ninja, no be google. I told ninjas I was in Cape Verde when I wrote ma verse against Streetz and somehow the battle turned to a flexing thing between me and DBR.

Mikuz pls pop thread for Erthaenigma vs Glaciers

Ibime:

I'm well travelled ninja, no be google. I told ninjas I was in Cape Verde when I wrote ma verse against Streetz and somehow the battle turned to a flexing thing between me and DBR.

lwkm where u dey now? Spain with ur bubu? Abi na Jamaica? Lmfao!!

Ibime:

I'm well travelled ninja, no be google. I told ninjas I was in Cape Verde when I wrote ma verse against Streetz and somehow the battle turned to a flexing thing between me and DBR.

hehehehe i like adventurous life 2...homie whats the secret

Ibime:

I'm well travelled ninja, no be google. I told ninjas I was in Cape Verde when I wrote ma verse against Streetz and somehow the battle turned to a flexing thing between me and DBR.

hehehehe i like adventurous life 2...homie whats the secret

My sick punch would leave the dog admitted tonight/ twist tale . all ya taradiddles contradicted yo lines/
Kinda cool habit . . you can't do without those ''wingless blood sucking insects'' . . . Ur addicted to lies!/

Got no strategy . your fat big head so dry/ if he photocopies ma bright techniques we still call him dullest/
With bodyguards stationed in ma plantation . To cover his n.aked verse . let him 'borrow a leaf' from the forest!!/

Y'all unworthy to be mentioned . um the surest/ my truth got a bitter look than one who drinks that dark wood tea/
U act a sadducee/ cos you a hypocrite . bet I tie you with long scarf . and have you manhandled by someone who is an amputee/

I make flyin' Jet bleed . cos to bruise Lee na ma duty/ so for y'all tryna be shareholders of the next best thing/
Lesson from a superintendent . . .
Ne'er beef somebody who is inferior . . . it solely lowers your self-esteem!/

This fearless being/ done the weirdest thing/ I shoot at the manmade rat from behind, afar/
colorful kick to the scrotum would leave him blueballed . . . without really starin' at the private part of The Avatar!!!!!/

Savage half, some we massacre/ religious sects dread . cos ma Eden troops are hazardous/
I neither share tables nor dine with paupers . .
difference is crystal clear . . . . im the Rich Man and you're Lazarus/

Fine! Ma satellite goons are barbarous/ still I pass out flames through my nostrils and fire vets racing/
I pace with momentum at Sony MAX speed . . . That cheetahs would suffer 'tired legs' chasing/

End of discussion . urs was neither breath-taking/ so 'fore rhetorical questions . accord me 2 cups of wine/
Explosive debate . hope I was able to decimate y'all with these few points of Mine/