I'm from d home of d turban where d lads r in purda
we makin stacks right on d corner with no powder
where only one famlay still steering the power
i feel like cud change it but i'm all about d counter
can u help me count
that's d word i say 2 my hard niggaz
and i'm well known around d block wit d managers
i'm talkin 'bout a state where u never see a real ballin wit a fake
so d couple haterz 'll be taking pills 4 'em ache(why)
we so tough but unfortunately kind of hardly seen
because my locals puttin 'em hands out like they in need of charity
but d word we spittin
believe it runs wit instinct
so when u right on my district
salute ilorin city.

Ilorin? Thieving cunts dem!

LMAO @ Po Deep!

Check,

My feet tastes the ground in the city of Lagos/
death's the order o' the day when u livin' in Chaos/
from the seedy hate to the city rage/
livin' mouth to hand screamin' "gimme plates!"/
popo commit extra-judicials when the hollow-tips fly/
popos we depise, while street thugs blow the spliff high/
back home, you always watch your back homes/
never dream u git love/street thugs clap domes/
push shanks n steel enuff to crack bones/
on wax, i drop a sweet 16, but the sweet 16s give heartaches on street 16/
kids rarely listen but the ears sing when the steel glistens/
day we hustlin', by night we bubblin'/
throw dice at the street corners, playa cards be shufflin'/
hour mornin' rush with the danfos and taxis/
molues on a high speed chase, conductors cuss and blast thee/
peeps pick errwhere for homes and build shanties/
get at that last corner where fellas light that ease up/
**. . . . .shit damn, about to have class, maybe later i'ma spark the re-up!/

I came n shine
and i rein from moonshine
dont u eva think dat
time to shine
this is bigdiddo
u got to feel my style
rite here now
i wana brake it down. (grab!!)
As i gat that
i start my
undastand what i mean
and i pap mine
as i grab that
chk the mic out
i represent munshine
year straite up
blowin up the spat
with my flo sound hard
i dont need any blak mask
am a black man
Niger, Moonshine
i keep it lock down
i put it down
for the gees ready for the jam
dont u eva get it twisted
moonshine lon bo
mondo moti de tan
eyin ota keloro[i][/i]

I'm from the city of drug dealers, where nigga reign SUPREME
Classify yaself a thug in New York n' get bodied n' thrown into tea
We misled u to captivity n' gather ya dear wishes
You a dead man walkin' that's what niggas nickname ya wit only 20gs
Bitches up in Harlem, the waves of Frank Lucas lives
City of Guiliani, even John Gotti got knocked out of his sh**t
In Queens, bout chinchillas, guns n' bleeped up rap monologues
Kids drop out of college cusz it obvious its a bleeped up system
Catalyes ya motives whenever u up in Brooklyn or the Bronx
Stra8 at ya, we rob u of ya chain, steal ya chick n' ya hood
We don't front cusz NOTORIOUS still the best sh**t that eva rocked Hip Hop
Now name anotha city that got somthin' similar to A GOD SON n' JIGGA HOV
Homie we Blow, In Queens we say Fu*ck G-unit, 50 and Chino XL
The MURDERERS IN TOWN, even the Feds cudn't stop our ass
So next u catch a case- You knw what it do- NEW YORK NEW YORK we still run sh*t

i'm from ilorin where we switch up game
mouth runners better get up lames
can't wait b4 we get ya'll outplay
court day only few is on case
shoot shots take shots 2 show ya'll whois at lost
only ballers standing us r dudes who gat d code thing
no disrecspect but unlike Po Deep
i really go deep in anything i say
but i soon as u see d shells that represent anything i spray
cuz where i stay niggaz don't wanna kno who u r
everybody be actin like nothing is really goin down
cuz u don't wanna start a beef over there
ur sis cud rape right at d spot where my dude sells tapes
kidnaped children even older one ritual
go 2 fuckin pastor but it's nothing spiritual
so better pay up they giving u an option
u neva wana see ur daugther's body in decomposition
it ain't no bluff u don't wanna come down here
try d cops line they 'll be like wat's up there
cuz our zones is restricted
switch off ur GPS cuz we out of existence.(Paper).

My city neva sleeps
its shitty in d streets
on my balcony, checkin out d titties of them freaks.
We neva hit cybercafés anymore, our laptops iz top notch
and we wont stop til the EFCC starts raidin hotspots
We're hot shots,
weather's hot as hell but still we rydin drop tops.
The block's hot but we dont neva see no glocks popp'd, only rifles, man.
Knock knock,
who's there, the city dats got more honeyz dan d pooh bear,
they screw here & screw there,
get pregnant & their kids end up at d orphanage,
why? Cos these chickens dont know wat d Bleep abortion is!
Lastly I'd like to say I rep d hood dat bred d plantashun boiz,
all my Festac town muthafuckaz, make some noise!!

Hmmmm, I come from Bean-town
when u see me, u can tell how it goes down
Ain't nobody warned you
You just know we run ****( ) stuff
And i ain't talkin' bout no street stuff
we just hold it down
When it comes to hustlin'
we got your back tho
'cause we be chasin' our paper on
whatever you need, u gon get
You gon come across the dumb and d smart,
the stupid and d corny, d cool and d nerdy
Bean-town is d home of white folks, u best believe
So, u better expect smarty or rather nerdy folks
You damn right am one of 'em and u can pick on heels
right about now and start runnin'
Cuz they all tried but ain't none
of 'em cld be like me
Go ask 'em, they confessed it "nobody can be like u"
Bean-town is a tough city if u Wanna play fool
Better get your game tight if u Wanna live till
u see your white hairs Cuz believe me , d ghetto chicks will come at u
gotta learn how to stick it up or else u
turn to a sissy, now u don't Wanna do that.


hahaha, lol.I just like trouble, y'all.I know i suck but i gotta write smthin'.

I asked God Y my verse missing he said James reverse d bibles
Hip-hop aint dead went on vacation that is why i flow in riddles
I rep lagos where Niggaz use bullet instead of ink to write verses
Police purchases em cracks and can't fuckin press charges
Shetta in surulere where we smoke cracks to stay high like airplanes
Call d place police rejected area(P.R.A) cause we dish tragedy in plates
Everyniggaz want to play wise like solomon nobody wants to be old news
City of excellence where u breed your dreams when acting no jews(ju man)
A city where d madman are most suspected cause they too are hustlers
your guns are better vigilant than your naked eyes cheddars aint got brothers
G-men on convoy alloy rims customised jersies poppin em thang on fridays
We make d beers see d skies on weekends no secret act like hood gays

Aight i'm still in da building ilorin city gat my back 4 real
felt ya'll 've been spitting flames
i told ya'll b4 dis is d big boys zone
ain't 4 d lames so i'm gon be like starting it off again u kno my style

Chorus:
pls dislay wat u've gat
cuz we run d show
papoose just New York
but homey we run d globe
so light it up if u dead we'll pacify
but can't Bleep with ilorin city we r classfied

1st Take:
i gotta spit dis out cuz i'm owning God my testimony
i'm always at d corner in dis state of harmony
d pps here hard-hearted so they won't come 2 ur plight
d streets kinda clean like d beggars r on strike
but we still get money
right 4rm d spot u r gettin nothing
we conning d dumb with d scopes cuz they'r corny
now we made kingpins
felt like coming 2 ur zone but i'm in love with dis city
still pimpin discreetly ofcourse we r pretty
so when chicks looks at us
they'll be like damn thay r d real G
believe my words that's d way it goes in my County
so u don't need 2 kno abt d kinds of cunts we, Ya dig?

Support d greatness.

what city do i come from??

i'm from lagos/choice city of hot dawgs
the place tyt/atmosphere right/men, we're top notch
feel like chilling out/damn we gat hotspots
you get bar/you're either in or not
we dey beef eachother/guy na close marking
show urself too much/ol'boy we start fighting
mostly,if u dey live in face-me-i-slap-you
better watch ur back cos/men dey watch you
b!tches full ground/i'm feeling like a king
tag one,b*ng the other,you know the ish
forever repping ma hood/cuz the city too good
you wan try us?/go arrange with your crew

ha ha jerrymania i believe thats the name
ya can talk but you'll never have the game
some of us where born great, and others haters
i was born amongst greatness, but you is a fader
got cklicks on my tongue, innocent words like a nun
if ya had a ryhme book, i'd whipe my bum with it
if ya a had line man, you'd hang yoursely with it
i know your reading wondering how the hell i know it
but jerry its written all ober your name
this is a representitives arena
but dawg you in the middle of this is like a weenar
who released this lunatic from his jail cell
but since your out man, i'll put you in hell
yo talk about evil men your also evil man
but you've stepped on the wrong toes now i'm your demon
what the hell you gonna shoot us with, besides your semen
i'm comin through, actually i'm comin after you
pS it aint worth it, not even my worste s***