Geoxpress:

Wwow. I have had 5battles on nl, won 2 lost 3.....what's ur record? Pls tell us.

Geoxpress:

You do that. You called me out, didn't u?

Bars:



Lmao....see geo oo...na me u wan dea use pride 4 ?smh 4u tho

captainflash:
shut up. .you lost 4 and won 1 . .you didnt beat illness. .you only w0n me. . .even with your expensive lines. .you'r still losing. .
big shame!!

Geoxpress:

Forget pls.....

Bars:




Geo....me Lol anyway no peeh

Geoxpress:

Make I shut up? Ok........no need to argue with a moro.n like u. Check me vs Illness' thread. Ptff

captainflash:
it was a tie. .now go and sleep. .mtchew.dnt ever taq my quote again. .

Limerick:
BEEN A WHILE

K, lets flow. . . .Now Listen

See my mission is to leave these hommies mourning/
Since I started Choking all Gees/ was never flowing off key/
I'm thrice the niggas yall boldly call beasts/
Cuz whilst they spitting. . . .Lord knows. . .I've been throwing up since/
I even met a doc, he said "you've got fever?". . .I told him 'vomits!!'/
Almost threw up in his office. . .hes like "Wtf, hold it up Gee/
Then the pills? He hurried to get some, ion know. . . .he was prolly running/
buh we didnt see the Bro's pills working/ another idea came up. . . .I'm like 'I hope this works, Geez!!'/
He gave me an address note to a better doc,
I'm like "the note is boring"/ not even a part of the paper was neat. . .wtf! The whole's disgusting!!/
Doctor got miffed, withdrew the note. . . . .straight up, I went down on ma knees and am like; "Dude! I'd do anything to get the note". . . .like a nigerian Police, hungry!!!/
Ok now lets brag/ With that recently, Ive been an expert/
F.uck explanation. . . .you seeing that in the next bar/
its what I spit out verbally/
high time I spit that actually/
Bring a nigga out. . .beat up the Nigga's àss badly/
He bragged, I killed. . . .moment ma digger ran at him/
automatically, his girl comes to me. . . .didn't win the beetch's heart manually/
Wiped off every dude on my dick and let the Chicka wànk at it/
Now every time she visits me, I culd swear with a life. . .I'm gon be 'getting more head!'. . . .than a Ritual herbalist!!/ ^_^
Truth is. . .I was born on top/
Just a verse from me culd drop your Jaws for months/ K, where these Stubborn boys?
Tiyazman, Darkrebel with his rebellious acts/
GhostAccount, seeking fame with a Ghost account/
yu think Lime'Rick got pride?/
Niccur F.uck yur thoughts/
buh wait I'd rephrase that, Nah, I'ma let it slide/
What I did ws easy, First I dropped a line/
Left out the punch when i Countered yu/
Gave yu a word/
Next we heard, yu landed in a hospital ward!/
Dude! Yu dnt effing get that bar. . . . .I just literally killed rhyme without even rhyming 'word' for 'word'/ ^_^
in yur teacher's voice: thats another way to craft a punch/
Forget 'I'd smack yur face' kinda punch, or 'I'd blast a gun'/
Say that, theres little probability that the Lad may run/
buh with the classic shii I do. . . .all ma opposistions automatically turn a mama to moses. . . .till they've had a run!/
I knw yall feel ma freeze
nw lets close this shiit at least. . ./
oops Perhaps I shuld only say that to the big class Gees/
Buh for yall broke imps. . . .no need ta close the shiit. . .we all know ya only make use of the Pit latrines!!/

^^ Ghost!!

Limerick:
BEEN A WHILE

K, lets flow. . . .Now Listen

See my mission is to leave my hommies mourning/
Since I started blowing all Gees/ was never flowing off key/
I'm thrice the niggas yall boldly call beasts/
Cuz whilst they spitting. . . .Lord knows. . .I've been throwing up since/
I even met a doc, he said "you've got fever?". . .I told him 'vomits!!'/
Almost threw up in his office. . .hes like "Wtf, hold it up Gee/
Then the pills? He hurried to get some, ion know. . . .he was prolly running/
buh we didnt see the Bro's pills working/ another idea came up. . . .I'm like 'I hope this works, Geez!!'/
He gave me an address note to a better doc,
I'm like "the note is boring"/ not even a part of the paper was neat. . .wtf! The whole's disgusting!!/
Doctor got miffed, withdrew the note. . . . .straight up, I went down on ma knees and am like; "Dude! I'd do anything to get the note". . . .like a nigerian Police, hungry!!!/
Ok now lets brag/ With that recently, Ive been an expert/
F.uck explanation. . . .you seeing that in the next bar/
its what I spit out verbally/
high time I spit that actually/
Bring a nigga out. . .beat up the Nigga's àss badly/
He bragged, I killed. . . .moment ma digger ran at him/
automatically, his girl comes to me. . . .didn't win the beetch's heart manually/
Wiped off every dude on my dick and let the Chicka wànk at it/
Now every time she visits me, I culd swear with a life. . .I'm gon be 'getting more head!'. . . .than a Ritual herbalist!!/ ^_^
Truth is. . .I was born on top/
Just a verse from me culd drop your Jaws for months/ K, where these Stubborn boys?
Tiyazman, Darkrebel with his rebellious acts/
GhostAccount, seeking fame with a Ghost account/
yu think Lime'Rick got pride?/
Niccur F.uck yur thoughts/
buh wait I'd rephrase that, Nah, I'ma let it slide/
What I did ws easy, First I dropped a line/
Left out the punch when i Countered yu/
Gave yu a word/
Next we heard, yu landed in a hospital ward!/
Dude! Yu dnt effing get that bar. . . . .I just literally killed rhyme without even rhyming 'word' for 'word'/ ^_^
in yur teacher's voice: thats another way to craft a punch/
Forget 'I'd smack yur face' kinda punch, or 'I'd blast a gun'/
Say that, theres little probability that the Lad may run/
buh with the classic shii I do. . . .all ma opposistions automatically turn a mama to moses. . . .till they've had a run!/
I knw yall felt my dumbness
nw lets close this shiit at least. . ./
oops Perhaps I shuld only say that i'm a wack ass dude/
Buh for yall broke imps. . . .no need ta close the shiit. . .we all know ya only make use of the Pit latrines!!/

^^ Ghost!!

mikuz:
'All my life' I've been looking to bundle this homo/ soon as I start dropping a solo/ and put a sword through his polo/
. . Ill have this beating split him in two . . till 'K C' start calling him 'Geo Geo'!/

I'm hotter than Modo/
If these punches 'fly over' then I ll pierce a knife in his throat/ cos no one place his typings in quotes/
. . so my weaponry ll leave'Xpress in bad shape' . . like Nigerian roads!/

Not been too vocal these days cos I've been busy in counters/ heaping the thousands/
. . so if Geo says 'M air less' . .
Ill hit him with a spanner raised to his face . . cos he ll surely See a tool' . . like I'm speaking of 'Sounders'!/

I trounce him in two ways/ make him 'fall' as I start pounding the rude ggay/
. . but you ll watch me beat him from 'Spring' till the 'SUMMER'SET . . like a 'COUNTY IN UK!/

Geo is a restive fella/ hes barely clever/ but I come polished with any verse I render/
. . Ask 'South Americans' or 'Italians'. . I'm known from NLto 'Vernice wella'!!/

They better tell this loafer/ that I sit on the damn throne ya/
. . Its not an European nation . .
But if he claims hes well ddoper/ Ill call a prince to give him 'Stephen treatment' . . and watch an 'Heir stone ya'!/

I'm a sickly 'Jam maker'/ bring terror like peeps in Al-Queda/
. . my torture haunts queens and leave 'Kings thin' . . but it isn't 'Jamaica'!/

My flame leave you charred and blighted/ you can't clash with nice vets/
. . Hungry nigga . . always spotted with him mates 'Sharing ham' . . like the chap who balled for Man united!/

Ya pennings are wrong/ you aren't best with the puns/
. . Fool, 'RIGOBERTS' fam coulda mmasturbated . . before you call it 'service of SONGS'!/

I blast ya jew men/ leave you gassed in the flanks like Robben/
. . and if Geo is a lawyer . . you ll see me invade his building a 'raise his CHAMBERS'
. . like I'm breeding 'CALUM'S CHILDREN'!/

Geophrey is a harmless negro/ his raps are zero/ if he owns a cyber cafe . . before the next football season . .
. . Ill attack it, steal his computers and
' transfer windows'!/

They begging me to stop the beating/ cos he now cut and bleeding/
. . In balling, he ll never see Top 100 . .
But I ball worldwide . .
even 'FC Porto' know I hold the top 'Spot in Lisbon'!/

So if the 'bird brain' monk starts testing King/ Ill tear his spleen/ after I shell his next of kin/
Made nigga . . I hold a 'bill' longer than that of a Pelican!/

So bite me and stutter/or maybe try me and suffer/ cos Ill waste the life of his father/
. . cos his one ffucked up negro . . Jamaica athletes know the 'Pa well' . . like hes 'Asafa!/

He shoulda for long gave up the spirit/ cos niggas pay to ddick the geek/
. . they ride fast on 'Xpress' like they tryna
break a speed limit!/

Dklef:
Gee is a dumb frog . ./
reason why he jump slug . ./
Might be pissed at how i miss quoted his verse, . . . .like the chapter was wrong huh/
He acting hard and drugs . ./ while bck den on 2go,
Nobody gives a f.uck/ about him . . . . . .Probably cos he is full of shii and all/
Immediately i stepped in, seing his verse i was like; who the mess dey talk . ./

We were friends b4 thou/
Like dude you remember when you use to kick cyphers with the pro?/ oya remembere urself. . . .make the fool know/
cuz like a 'weak statue' You 'fall my hand' with ur 'lazy writes' Yo/
lemme drop it before in his next drop he will say I'm striviing go be known. ./ but no
I love to beat-nasty-dudes and boring-gays/
but I'll rather let my macs be blasting-through-ur-tommy-fast
cuz rap aint ur way xo quit those shii you're-dropping-brat/ cuz rap aint ur calling . . . . . its a 'frog act' if you ever claim ur 'hopping-hard. ./

Gladyys:
Holy molly....
We ignore watever a tout or con throw/
Cos all you do is rant n shout of bomb,blow/
Wen you can't do sh!it!!!hurt a fly?I doubt duh dumb bro/
If you keep dis up,we'l conclude your mind is out of control/
But me?am a lyrical goddess...which dey all know/
Your flows are 'dense' dey dnt mak sense/
Like you its 'stupid'...it hurts our nose...cos we all hate stench/
Hence!we cover nose......bla bla......you knw yourself......kill yourself or fly fence...

mikuz:
'All my life' I've been looking to bundle this homo/ soon as I start dropping a solo/ and put a sword through his polo/
. . Ill have this beating split him in two . . till 'K C' start calling him 'Geo Geo'!/

I'm hotter than Modo/
If these punches 'fly over' then I ll pierce a knife in his throat/ cos no one place his typings in quotes/
. . so my weaponry ll leave'Xpress in bad shape' . . like Nigerian roads!/

Not been too vocal these days cos I've been busy in counters/ heaping the thousands/
. . so if Geo says 'M air less' . .
Ill hit him with a spanner raised to his face . . cos he ll surely See a tool' . . like I'm speaking of 'Sounders'!/

I trounce him in two ways/ make him 'fall' as I start pounding the rude ggay/
. . but you ll watch me beat him from 'Spring' till the 'SUMMER'SET . . like a 'COUNTY IN UK!/

Geo is a restive fella/ hes barely clever/ but I come polished with any verse I render/
. . Ask 'South Americans' or 'Italians'. . I'm known from NLto 'Vernice wella'!!/

They better tell this loafer/ that I sit on the damn throne ya/
. . Its not an European nation . .
But if he claims hes well ddoper/ Ill call a prince to give him 'Stephen treatment' . . and watch an 'Heir stone ya'!/

I'm a sickly 'Jam maker'/ bring terror like peeps in Al-Queda/
. . my torture haunts queens and leave 'Kings thin' . . but it isn't 'Jamaica'!/

My flame leave you charred and blighted/ you can't clash with nice vets/
. . Hungry nigga . . always spotted with him mates 'Sharing ham' . . like the chap who balled for Man united!/

Ya pennings are wrong/ you aren't best with the puns/
. . Fool, 'RIGOBERTS' fam coulda mmasturbated . . before you call it 'service of SONGS'!/

I blast ya jew men/ leave you gassed in the flanks like Robben/
. . and if Geo is a lawyer . . you ll see me invade his building a 'raise his CHAMBERS'
. . like I'm breeding 'CALUM'S CHILDREN'!/

Geophrey is a harmless negro/ his raps are zero/ if he owns a cyber cafe . . before the next football season . .
. . Ill attack it, steal his computers and
' transfer windows'!/

They begging me to stop the beating/ cos he now cut and bleeding/
. . In balling, he ll never see Top 100 . .
But I ball worldwide . .
even 'FC Porto' know I hold the top 'Spot in Lisbon'!/

So if the 'bird brain' monk starts testing King/ Ill tear his spleen/ after I shell his next of kin/
Made nigga . . I hold a 'bill' longer than that of a Pelican!/

So bite me and stutter/or maybe try me and suffer/ cos Ill waste the life of his father/
. . cos his one ffucked up negro . . Jamaica athletes know the 'Pa well' . . like hes 'Asafa!/

He shoulda for long gave up the spirit/ cos niggas pay to ddick the geek/
. . they ride fast on 'Xpress' like they tryna
break a speed limit!/

mikuz:
'All my life' I've been looking to bundle this homo/ soon as I start dropping a solo/ and put a sword through his polo/
. . Ill have this beating split him in two . . till 'K C' start calling him 'Geo Geo'!/

I'm hotter than Modo/
If these punches 'fly over' then I ll pierce a knife in his throat/ cos no one place his typings in quotes/
. . so my weaponry ll leave'Xpress in bad shape' . . like Nigerian roads!/

Not been too vocal these days cos I've been busy in counters/ heaping the thousands/
. . so if Geo says 'M air less' . .
Ill hit him with a spanner raised to his face . . cos he ll surely See a tool' . . like I'm speaking of 'Sounders'!/

I trounce him in two ways/ make him 'fall' as I start pounding the rude ggay/
. . but you ll watch me beat him from 'Spring' till the 'SUMMER'SET . . like a 'COUNTY IN UK!/

Geo is a restive fella/ hes barely clever/ but I come polished with any verse I render/
. . Ask 'South Americans' or 'Italians'. . I'm known from NLto 'Vernice wella'!!/

They better tell this loafer/ that I sit on the damn throne ya/
. . Its not an European nation . .
But if he claims hes well ddoper/ Ill call a prince to give him 'Stephen treatment' . . and watch an 'Heir stone ya'!/

I'm a sickly 'Jam maker'/ bring terror like peeps in Al-Queda/
. . my torture haunts queens and leave 'Kings thin' . . but it isn't 'Jamaica'!/

My flame leave you charred and blighted/ you can't clash with nice vets/
. . Hungry nigga . . always spotted with him mates 'Sharing ham' . . like the chap who balled for Man united!/

Ya pennings are wrong/ you aren't best with the puns/
. . Fool, 'RIGOBERTS' fam coulda mmasturbated . . before you call it 'service of SONGS'!/

I blast ya jew men/ leave you gassed in the flanks like Robben/
. . and if Geo is a lawyer . . you ll see me invade his building a 'raise his CHAMBERS'
. . like I'm breeding 'CALUM'S CHILDREN'!/

Geophrey is a harmless negro/ his raps are zero/ if he owns a cyber cafe . . before the next football season . .
. . Ill attack it, steal his computers and
' transfer windows'!/

They begging me to stop the beating/ cos he now cut and bleeding/
. . In balling, he ll never see Top 100 . .
But I ball worldwide . .
even 'FC Porto' know I hold the top 'Spot in Lisbon'!/

So if the 'bird brain' monk starts testing King/ Ill tear his spleen/ after I shell his next of kin/
Made nigga . . I hold a 'bill' longer than that of a Pelican!/

So bite me and stutter/or maybe try me and suffer/ cos Ill waste the life of his father/
. . cos his one ffucked up negro . . Jamaica athletes know the 'Pa well' . . like hes 'Asafa!/

He shoulda for long gave up the spirit/ cos niggas pay to ddick the geek/
. . they ride fast on 'Xpress' like they tryna
break a speed limit!/

Ksslib:
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Niggaz talkin shiiit!... I see the toilet in ye/
claiming hammer fists that ripped & 'thor' vets with ease/
but i never 'whine' Cuz my mouth hosts a filled goblet within/
I'm the type to sink a fang in a guys throat or kill with stings if a nigga dont let me bee/
The way i loss souls, even the lord's up-set with me/..cuz i act the devil.... like i'm always on-set with him/
these nigz weak... libs rolls with tougher goons/the kinda mafias whose exploits make murder looms/
you flow 'water droplets' but i rain rhymes that cover 'dews'/
its scary how i can make a nigga 'digest pains' ... by shoving bottles down his 'oe-suffer-gus'/
Forming brave? pfft!! I see the lies & thy antics/
if provoked, i block ur tubes stuffin with tight lyrics/
till you 'aint feeling shiit' like junkies on narcotics/
and if to best me is the vision... i blind ya optics/
cuz d:Op£ness runs in the blood... even me 'mums sis' is drugs.. my aunty-biotics/
Iam ushering the massacre!! beware you hitler's wannabes/
any gent who last one sec against Lib in war na G/
cuz i drop foes on the choppoin board....my brawls na meat/
and the terror i bring comes after 0 ... the moment i display barbarism, you sure gonna pee/
@sshole? I can beat the asss outta a nigga.. leave him with flat nyash like bottom of a beaker/or attack with daggers to leave ugly big cars/
In a tussle, i 'eat advantage'... 'chopping the edge' like corners of a sim card/
iam the lion in this jungle.... but dese cartoon rappers are non existent like animated lions in simba/
Technical flows... Lib comes with the physics/
No hammer.. but i 'maul' with rhymes like i 'shop'-lift my lyrics/
bury these rappers for going on and on with they gimmicks/then put a 'jack under the coffin' .... to 'uplift their spirit'/
who am i? I make peeps irrelevant like cold in warm days/.. amputate and throw ur fists in the air till you trying to up-hold the sun's ray/
you run for bronze and copper... i gold a tough race/
so Its a responsibility to win and not a position when i .... hold the forte/
Coulda still totured lames & make em beggers face turmoil/
but aiii... its a wrap.. ... like market sellers leaf moi moi/