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Man I swear jealousy is just hate and love at the same time.
Like why should you envy my rolex’ must we have the same time ?
Reason I walk around with shooters cause enemies always aim nine’
Then wait to sympathize with my pictures or maybe frame mine’
I’ve been staying woke, I don’t catch no sleep’
My niiggas at the doors, some at the window peep’
Eye blink and watch your enemies bite so deep’
Then show up at your funeral to weep ‘
I hate pretenders and I don’t regret saying it.
Niiggas claim they love it but really hate the shiit’
Oi and some wack rappers judging and dropping lame critics.
While their shiit so mocked-up like some fúcking fake títtíes
I know those niiggas above thinking at their head I’m aiming diss’
But don’t worry boys’
I’m just playing with rhymes like lorry toys’
Fúck it, y’all ain’t even got fuuckin choice’
Arrogant díck súcker screaming but no one hearing your cócky voice.
I’ just drink water and write lyrics’ guess that’s my skin care routine ‘
Show up here, hey some chicks and I’m off scene’
My dog cage cleaner than your church shoe, Yes! my dog cage so clean ‘
Registered that biítch in a women organization’ you can ask Pauline ‘
Last Christmas was awful maybe because my friend Renua dead’
Read her dad raped her at 7’ that’ was all I read’
Almost died of sepsis had it been the chemical released in bloodstream spread’
This fuuckin trauma she lived with for 26years made her dread.
Too bad she couldn’t beat her pain’
But Renua, we had plans to get stoned in France when we meet again’
I know you’re in a better place and I hope to see you soon’
So we could get high in the sky and listen to music too.

Hmm

Hmm

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U3 VS KHAFF BANGZ

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DAMIDEASY VS DEJINIOUS

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TOBY DA PENPRIEST VS BLACK LIP PASTOR

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SILVABLYNKS VS FINEST

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Like you all know am new here

But still am hearing ma name here and there

ave got no probs for Fame,cause its ma flare

Sorry bro a_forgot to introduce ma self

So as you should know am lil henny

pls mind thhe name cause i_give things little

Beg me for cash and imma give you some penny

Its ma prodigy

Am signing out have to go face ma lively hood

You might know me cause a_rap around ma neighbourhood

Am highly honoured around my small hood

Fyi am famous than robin hood

you cant see me when am underma hood


so famous i_got starred in the second crood

Being famous ain't something special its just ma normal mood

just stick with me and you might be ma fude

Just spent a 100 of that brown paper bag money
It feel good to be young money cash money
Rehab I'm addicted to fast money
I got stacks and rubber bands up in that

Brown paper bag (you're dig)
Brown paper bag (my name is weezy you all)
Brown paper bag (I'm here on behalf of young money cash money)
Brown paper bag (I represent 17 road of New Orleans let's go)

Practice makes perfect I'm relaxing at rehearsal
I'm gonna motherfucking professional like hershal
Falker, the talk of the game is I, but I wonder if he'll still be talking after I die
But that's not important
Money's more important
And understand I been in that water like I was snorkeling
Understand I been in that water like I'm a dolphin
Miami Khaled took me in like a orphan
Why did they start him?
Now they can't park him
I go into the booth and just change like Clark Kent
Lamborghini dark tint
Philly blunts cigar scent
I'm by myself and niggas run they mouths like auctions
To streets my brother
Fefe's my brother
And we stay on point like a fucking box cutter
you heard what I said motherfucker did I studder
With my brown paper bag, here to represent the hustle I'm out

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The bar dropped, nursery rhymes now littered here like it's Barney's block/
Kids with twinkle schemes think they can get bodies dropped?.../ Child soldiers, Your blood makes the soil fertile for mothers to bury sons..../ I dig it, Infants in infantries....,/ Uniforms with the troops yet you all got school badges/ C-4 in your backpack and sync the timer with your school break/ When the bells rings?.. Doomsday/ you'll be playing catch with demons in molten lakes/ Grown man spitting school boy bars like I had jamb on repeat/ You all scribble to be crowned UNDERGROUND kings till you meet the diety of the PIT/ venomous when I spit/ stay shaded under the green grass till I hear the rumbling of your feet/ Turn that body to a carcass, make your skeleton feel the heat/ You got a girl? Well I got balls bigger than Jupiter/ so I put this tube in her/ smash in like an asteroid her whole moons (hormones) quiver/ she's blown out of this world, now we get orgasms in a milky way/ large burst, My Apollo mission? To turn that solar system to a star dust.../ Job done, now 9 months in a stars born/ only time I pet you PUSSIES is when I fiddle with lines like it's a CLIT.../ I'll then hit/ Tick murder out the checklist/ bars out of this world I'll be scripting in a space ship/.....



Shout out to
Mikuz
Dj5naira
Ibeme.

OGs I can remember from way back when I came here for target practise.

Drizzle007:
The bar dropped, nursery rhymes now littered here like it's Barney's block/
Kids with twinkle schemes think they can get bodies dropped?.../ Child soldiers, Your blood makes the soil fertile for mothers to bury sons..../ I dig it, Infants in infantries....,/ Uniforms with the troops yet you all got school badges/ C-4 in your backpack and sync the timer with your school break/ When the bells rings?.. Doomsday/ you'll be playing catch with demons in molten lakes/ Grown man spitting school boy bars like I had jamb on repeat/ You all scribble to be crowned UNDERGROUND kings till you meet the diety of the PIT/ venomous when I spit/ stay shaded under the green grass till I hear the rumbling of your feet/ Turn that body to a carcass, make your skeleton feel the heat/ You got a girl? Well I got balls bigger than Jupiter/ so I put this tube in her/ smash in like an asteroid her whole moons (hormones) quiver/ she's blown out of this world, now we get orgasms in a milky way/ large burst, My Apollo mission? To turn that solar system to a star dust.../ Job done, now 9 months in a stars born/ only time I pet you PUSSIES is when I fiddle with lines like it's a CLIT.../ I'll then hit/ Tick murder out the checklist/ bars out of this world I'll be scripting in a space ship/.....



Shout out to
Mikuz
Dj5naira
Ibeme.

OGs I can remember from way back when I came here for target practise.

Mads oh!

Am a Gospel rapper. Here is my song.
https://m.soundcloud.com/h-joe-official/ojo-eche-you-are-god

bars lawd!! I deliver this bars back to back like am droping twins... They come TWICE DOPE then you can never think- i see no competition * believe in me ? That's a WISE HOPE cos am the Sun, am the nigga bringing the light in the game! ...... 3,2,1 am MYSTICAL! Ma LYRICAL BLOW will leave you PHYSICAL LOW am tchains savage i aiM to kill like Em{eminem} rap God but not BIBLICAL // wack mcess everywhere u go like empty N{MTN} am the REAL G so feel free to call me a DOG backwards {GOD}

I'm not really good at this, I'm just a fan

when the heat hits your street, you got a lot in hand

I had between being a listener and a killer

the former is cool but who can do the latter better

the price was shaded, I was the highest bidder

so I'm taking it upon myself, you can only survive this if you know yourself

I'm gentle like the wind on my worse day, it has been like that from the onset

my killings are the cutest, you think you're winning till you redress-
your movements with interest on being best, damn I'm brutal!


the dead don't give stories, so how you gonna smoke him?

I got license to killing, do you have one to living?

I'm not really good with words, no synonym for your fall

I'm dishing it to you like I'm doing the waiting chore

you don't stand a chance like a snake, I'll drag you to your tail in this game

put that together, snake xenzia could make up your real name

how you gonna do it, better put, do you think it's worth it?

your girl, your ego, your loved ones and on top of it all, I'll be crowned king.

I can see clearly the writing on the world what i hold dearly will often cause me scars so watch me fade away into the distance my existence temporary i look into the mirror at my reflection i see what works again'st me but now i'll just release these feelings i have buried it seems so scary the thoughts and words that cut me deep this baggag i have carried it's like graffiti painted on the over pass now i'm just speedin past everything is fast it's my graffiti lettin go of the past i know that it feels bad to lose what you thought you had spray your graffiti let it be your battle plan everything you ever had is all part of the bigger plan it's just graffiti

you gon never catch me slacking
no holster but I'm always packing
I'm the gypsy king
so much fury in this punch I'm packing

it's enticing how I master the sweet science
like Tyson/
punch lines like fury and Mike
I got the magic but all I really need is one Mic
soro soke werey we both know you a dyke
I trip you up in a box I defend like van Dijk
Ghost riding downtown, with extensions on my bike

I'm the grim reaper what you think I got in the sack?
still got cracks in my walls, cos these walls got stoned

been paying for my sins..lots of debts that I owe
like Willem Dafoe, I got the outlook of a foe
the aura of paranoia, from living in the deep end
these scars that I own cos I had no one to depend
each day was like a weekend, lin up then listen to the weekend
cos this life...you could have a strong start but a weak end


I drop jewels everytime that I spit
A ruby heart, diamond mind, Golden Goose when I shit
drop deep knowledge in 1 minute like a comedy skit
to get me through these parts
these dark waters i sip
from the dark daughters of Eve
life's a bitch, I dick the earth and I bury my seed
with a lil dirt on ma name
I only wanna succeed

i want someone to reply my rap- i wanna get involve in a diss battle/ but since you building up tall walls Watch me jump over em like am ninja turtle/ i got a Glock so i'll be pulling triggers more often/ you think you got a strong hand ? Swears u are weak Compare to ma grandma Hands ? Urs is more soften / bit this ]] actually no one can effectively beat this cos this bars put y'all behide it ¤ that's a habit, i kill for fun but if your death is to pay the price then that's ma profit¤ am trading souls/ am winning this battle match with plenty goals / make your sis touch her toes- put the dick in digging till i come short {cumshot}

Once again, it's on—yeah, I'm back in the booth
Stand at the top like a tack in the roof
Still on these hoes like a mack in a suit
Still on my toes, not a crack in my shoe
Rappers talking 'bout me, but I don't give a hoot
These niggas still lying, I'm the motherfucking truth
Talk tough 'til I knock off your kuf'
And I own my team, I'm like a Maloof
They hating on me, I'm just tryna be Freezy
Just like Young Jeezy in a lima-bean 'Ghini
Smoked out my mind, baby, now I'm seeing 3D
Dopeboy fresh from my fitted to my DC's
All red, so these hoes know who we be's (B's up)
We be's Bloods—we B's
Popeye flow, y'all niggas Sweet Peas
Getting high on a yacht—call it "seaweed"

Hmm

I know 'Ye proud of me, he took me out of debt
I know Jay proud of me, he put this 'round my neck
And I might just kill ISIS with the same ice pick that I murder Donald Trump in the same night with
Lyrically I'm prepared for the worst
Spiritually I'm prepared for the best
But somehow I ended up in the middle
The exact place where me and destiny met
And I'm still findin' perfection in the imperfections
Tryna go the right way in life's intersection
You're now fuckin' with the most impressive
The most requested, you're witnessing the underdog's interception
And fourth quarter when you thought it was all over
I'm doin' the touchdown dance breakin' they hearts and records
And I probably wrote this shit down there in Austin, Texas
Livin' a life that'll turn my girl to a detective
I'm livin' a life that'll turn my dogs to some executives
I'm livin' a life that'll turn my dreams to some perspectives
Speaking of dreams, I got new dreams and new goals
My new vision is two-oh, by two-oh, that's 2020
Just tryna get that old money, young and find a loophole
[?] and my dogs in a conference call that can use those
So we don't gotta look back like we missed that boat
I got old niggas dissing, ex-girls missin'
Tell me, when did life become a game of tic-tac-toe?
I'm celebrating everyday like I got misdiagnosed
With terminal cancer, but it was just that cold
Oh, shit

eyes looking at THE CEILING
on my bed reMINISCING
clock IS TICKING
days go by but i feel ITS MINUTES
got THESE FEELINGS
DEEP WITHIN
cant be expressed with words to say ITS MEANINGS
this is my cage i feel ITS PRISON
slaved by the thoughts in MY HEAD
chained by the curse of MY FEARS
changed through the hurt and SILENCE
hate is the love that I GET
death all around FEAR GROWS QUICKLY
their voices are ECHOING DEEP
telling me to LET GO BELIEFS
to offer my DEAD SOUL RELIEF
then only to TEAR HOLES IN ME
laugh at my helpLESS COLD DEFEAT
i just cried and WEPT KNOWING ITS
futile to hide they keep EXPOSING ME

game
And fuckin' blew up)

I blew up before I grew up
Got introduced to the game
Now I'm at they head like crew cuts
Suit up and lace your boots up, it's war time
It's Freezy baby, no crying, no lying
These motherfuckers is slippin', they better hold on
They trippin' like Cedric and Solange
I flow like I'm headless, no mind
I can say don't rhyme and it's gonna rhyme
I'm so fresh, I should be smacked like Dee Barnes
And you get smacked like a baseball by B. Bonds
I'm to the point, I could kill a nigga with three lines
Watch this
With, three, lines
We got that Tussin and blunts is dipped three times
We light them motherfuckers up and get tree high
And in the game I'm manning up like Eli
R.I.P B.I

Money on my mind/um Always on my grind/um on the block trina shine/boy mess with me i will hit u with the nine/boy dont cross my Line/boy Ur shawty think um fine/lames wanna Seat and chat but i tell them i got no Time/

Freezy baby, sleepy Mercedez
Six that maybe, get that navy
Get the baby, big fat ladies
Gimmie a break like kit kat ladies
Game I kick that daily, the reason why ya bytch act crazy
Ay, I'm the nigga that ya bytch act crazy
You betta fix that lady, you hit that lately, I get that baby
The boy is a mack, she like dick all in her back, and she call me 4 that
Cause i spoil her wit that
And right up in her mouth is where my spalding is at
I'm a mu'fuckin' P.I.M.P, 3 dimes with me
I bow...to never let a biatch get me
And never have my pockets empty
Never forget Pac and Biggie
I'm a gangsta baby, 1-2-3 eighty
SQ'in baby, Sqalla back at cha squadron
Gotta gat for them boyz and
Holla back at cha boy bitch
Holla back at cha boy biitttch!
I pass up the block in the toy quick
I got the toy dipped
The toy sit...on them big boy lips
Hittin' like Roy Jones Jr
Fuckin' with the Birdman Jr
I know you heard what i do to you
Leave ya body on the curve wit like two thru you
Anybody got the nerves then its your broad
I'm so high off the herbs, so its your call
I'm a stand by my wordz, I'm a young dog
Lead come out, head come off
The red come out, then ya bedz hauled off
Fee I got us!
I spit the shit that kill the people
Still a peep squeak, but my game cock diseal
Flow is overgrown, you not legal
I be the East land legzal
Shut ya trap, SQAD UP daddy that'z a wrap
When we come we be extra strapped
When it make ya brain touch the crack
Check my gesture, I'm just the mack
And i know how adjust to stretch the crack
Turn 1 and 2 in the quarter just like that!
And i tbust my gat just like that
Fee i'm a leave it just like that

DMX Tribute

F.c.uk it it's cold now but it's spring who turned the sun out?
how's stupids like 04kaa still breathin' while the real ones is missin'
it's cataclysmic what you did to the rap game it's Mona Lis-tic
the beauty of your rap verses got niggas listing
listen you soared like weed smoke, I caught the buzz like heat stroke
I used to fantasize I was lit coke. You was crack in my veins
Lord you went hard like when Freddie got Aids, I rocked Mary Jane
inspiration the things you got me through. Slippin' put me on cruise.
Got my life on track, when the muse it bruised
We'll never have you back, we're thankful for the Adirondack
type-lyrics you unleashed on these b*tches now their hymens is cracked
F.c.uk it it's dark without you stompin' the stage it's stark
Ruff Ryders was the illest like nurses with Covid
Guinness I drank it with hommies, Booyaka noise to the dummies
You're in heaven now with Aaliyah and Michael
I'm your loyal disciple, toast to the Dark Man, you were always my icon!

My swagg came with 100 bands Ten stacks times ten thats a 100 bands balling poping rubber bands with them grands in our pants My swagg came with 100 bands/ I came foe the change fuc the fame I came wit some swagg and they look at me strange I did what they couldn't I wouldn't turn my back for some bull shit state irate raps about nothing instead I run rap and rap run vines you may think its misplaced read between the lines im out in my time not before these rhymes but still I grind cause my swagg come with 100 bands

Im on block chillin/
My niggas do the dealin/
Yall niggaz dont do the killing/
My bed low my broom cant touch the sealings/um so fresh cleaner then clorox/play With my Money umma feed u this glocks/

I'm chillen...chillen chillen chillen...chillen with miley...
i'm chillen...chillen chillen chillen...chillen with miley...
i'm chillen...chillen chillen chillen...chillen with miley...
these labels want to sign me, can't stand where i'm residing...;
my whole fuckin city, wants to hate, has me on timing...
my skin color white-y, producers call me darth wing;
i hit the dropPpPpPp point, theEeEeEeEen you hear light-ning;
isn't it excite ing?, putting bitches in that g-string;

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*U3 VS SPIKEY*

*THE VETS GO TO WAR*

*BATTLE RAP NIGERIA ��*

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ELYMAXiimus.

How far, bro?

I hear say you don get pikin now.

DarkRebel69:
ELYMAXiimus.

How far, bro?

I hear say you don get pikin now.

Wow

Limerick:


Wow

Nigga, what's good? Hope you're doing well?

Quite an age.

K.o.w was here