'the 25th is back in it. . .

Run scared of me man they call me The Dreadful/
cos I'm worse than a viagra-addicted child molester on ten cans of Red Bull/
Rememba this punchline? - "betta recognize me like I was familiar"/
Well, obey it b4 I lawfully kill ya//
and still move dat legal sensimilia/.
MCs of nowadays they all actin odd/,
half of them claim to be the devil, the rest claim to be God/.
Me? I'm only human & I aint got no probs/. . .
I'm still Po Deep the menace/,
still got you-know-who on my penis/
Still do it +back-to-back+ like a blind couple dancing/
Still got my middlefinger up to broads lyk scarlett johannsen/
I'm still top rankin//
I +overcome+ like I was doin some excessive wankin/
Turn ur back on my PUNCHES & I'll convert it to spankin!!/
Tag-team with ur mentor/,
I'd still whoop ur ass. Ask wordsmith, I'm the best story-teller, I got tales(tails) like scentors/.
I shine like I-shine,
PISS U off like Alex/
My Word's are expertly SMITHed like the king gbade.x/.
Menike started this thread so only he can MURDER it/
Dope heads lyk mailmalc, judge mav, malthuss & rapsody helped us further it/.
I'm so inspired, Nairaland makes me proud/
All thanks to Mr Seun & the hiphop crowd/.
Shout out to AHH & the otha sites that trained me/
& the various MCs dat inspired me, namely/:
Common, BlackStar, Eminem, The game, Pac, Big, LL, NaS & Jay-Z/.

'the 25th is back in it. . .

Run scared of me man they call me The Dreadful/
cos I'm worse than a viagra-addicted child molester on ten cans of Red Bull/
Rememba this punchline? - "betta recognize me like I was familiar"/
Well, obey it b4 I lawfully kill ya//
and still move dat legal sensimilia/.
MCs of nowadays they all actin odd/,
half of them claim to be the devil, the rest claim to be God/.
Me? I'm only human & I aint got no probs/. . .
I'm still Po Deep the menace/,
still got you-know-who on my penis/
Still do it +back-to-back+ like a blind couple dancing/
Still got my middlefinger up to broads lyk scarlett johannsen/
I'm still top rankin//
I +overcome+ like I was doin some excessive wankin/
Turn ur back on my PUNCHES & I'll convert it to spankin!!/
Tag-team with ur mentor/,
I'd still whoop ur ass. Ask wordsmith, I'm the best story-teller, I got tales(tails) like scentors/.
I shine like I-shine,
PISS U off like Alex/
My Word's are expertly SMITHed like the king gbade.x/.
Menike started this thread so only he can MURDER it/
Dope heads lyk mailmalc, judge mav, malthuss & rapsody helped us further it/.
I'm so inspired, Nairaland makes me proud/
All thanks to Mr Seun & the hiphop crowd/.
Shout out to AHH & the otha sites that trained me/
& the various MCs dat inspired me, namely/:
Common, BlackStar, Eminem, The game, Pac, Big, LL, NaS & Jay-Z/.

Son, what have u been taking? Cause on a serious note, that was some sick shit u dropped! Straight fire from the rectum!!!

You sure flexx's not been giving u that chronic?

Just had an exam. . .feeling good. Was tough but good.
PS: how about bringing Evleseed, Marto. . . .and Mako (lol) to drop some heavy bars?

Marto's outta reach, can only get 'Seed. . . & Mako?? LMFAO! That guy is wacker than george bush humping bin laden from the rear!!

Po Deep

That was sick man! Niice one!

theres this lady named arkela i didnt like her since day 1/ i knew since that day we would have a problem/ and its true, but my grandma is her friend/ so i gotta back up a few and tell you the minimum/ she has two kids but there very different/ ones ok , the other has the holy spirit/ and im bout to flip it the mom don't even know the worstes/ that the one with the holy spirit is the one who curses/ but anyway her life aint really perfect/ i was in the kitchen then i got corrected/

She thought i knew something about the topic she selected/ i said "forget it" then i left/ i went to the room of my youngest aunt/ she came in after she had a good laugh/ she thinks i can dish out what i can't have/ i can have it but it means nothing in this sercumstance/ she didnt know me in the past aka the time before/ and i didnt know the answer to the question about my ansestores/ Thats Arkela , lol honestly i don't like her!

Po Deep:

'the 25th is back in it. . .
Run scared of me man they call me The Dreadful/
because I'm worse than a viagra-addicted child molester on ten cans of Red Bull/
Rememba this punchline? - "betta recognize me like I was familiar"/
Well, obey it before I lawfully kill ya//

Menike started this thread so only he can MURDER it/

Po Deep i like those lines .Respect man

I-Shine:

We don’t talk to police, they think we mental/
We settle our problems with the metal/
The other day a friend got shot, straight bullet/
Arms and legs cold, all I did was to sweat/

I-Shine i felt like crying with those lines, Tight ish man .

Po Deep i remenber  we talk beef niggaz take it personal/
If a nigga can't play his wing why invite him to my arsenal/
Seun askin why my lines ain't bitten i sealed it like parcel/
Pissu got nairaland as audience lookin at his chancel/
Menike if nigga wants punches let Don King not bring a referee/
I live my life withno rules so he gon be a murderee/
still kick verses in seconds niggaz thought if am a chinese/
this words can't be stoped at the border mum is a taiwanese/
Newbies don't give me probs cause i be eating cocks than festival/
I perfume my hip-hop now my shit being aestival(rare)/
Am feeling Niggaz heart beat like am the necklace on their chest/
watch him run of bars cause this fools ain't blest/
I-Shine this wanstarz sleep in coffins they try to be immortals/
we angels ordained as the new rap cardinals/
This rap empire is falling many Judas are at their primes/
Wordsmith lets move wit a sick pace with nice rhymes/
Mailmalc called me the new G.O.A.T am not faking Rakims/
Yall knew i got a perfect rhyme schemes/
E.F.C.C arrested my lines cause its running into billions/
Am enslave to this words thats why i need the zillions(money)/
Am Young got much bucks that banks have 2 merge 2 accept/
Stockbrokers see my money as the percept/
Can't trust myself cause my vision is going 2 hurt me 2night/
the good die early ressurecting hip-hop is ma only Fight/
Mathuss said am freestyling more than the swimmers/
got my chick puzzled if  am a performers/
This words i spit this days are untouchables like feelings/
Lyrics gets your mind focused like we doing dealings/
You can never predict my next punchlines like Jesus 2nd coming/
Even when i give u the whole summing/
My rap is constant and flow motion like the pacific ocean/
Come against me i tell u why am a circean/
                                                                                 DON'T BITE

They can't bite, homz. They'd suffer tooth decay & indigestion!!
Would quote lines but I'm real busy, got some morning classes I'm attending. Ciao

Po Deep kick some ish man

My mind travels out of this world like a spaceship/
I got many judges that will make u get your face whip/
Martin Luther had a dream but am changing the people's mind set/
Don't call me a Mason this words go over niggaz like Jet/
this days my shadows gat more bleeds than an accident victims/
Hip-hop is for the world it died for the living and the un-livings/
Beefing impossible 4 niggaz like telling em to uproot their teeths/
then their should be a parental guidance(PG) on teens/
Am generous even as my brain gat more loads than voltages/
Give some to my shadow cause of the head bandages/
I make this lyrics fare(fair) the words are rising like fuel price/
fetch flows from oil wells and watch my money rise/

Now, mcs dare not call me an ingrate 'cause i'm ever generous when i'm venemous/
like a child with bad rickets, these wacks BOW to the King so enermous/
i'm that lyrical maestro you don't wanna test yo/
from the get go, let the tek blow with the red flow/
even the Doc knows that pill prescribtion can never supercede that ill description/
a mean distinction when the 'smith drills inscriptions. . ./
these wack mcs got mic blindness, lyrically they don't see me/
i give mcs tag numbers and battle 'em in 5s, u can ask simmy/
i punch more lines than these rookies//
i got more NINES than these PUSSIES/
that mic POetry, u can never reach with a miner's tool when i flow DEEP/
give these mcs mo' fits, blow mcs with that cold spit. . ./

to be continued. . . .

Wordsmith see u man

Homeboi if a nigga wants beef i tell the butcher 2 serve em in pieces/
So when we be dinning i ask u how the taste of my pisses/
If i don't spit this Dope lines Bill Gates will be going bankrupt/
windows 89 got virusscan cause my verse is corrupt/
Nigga have paid my dues my name flashes more in the news/
Rap kangaroos tryin to coup but seen their footprint like shoes/
I rap miraculous spit verses from Genenis to the revelation/
Ressurect this lame fools when i voice on d congregation/
Dis fools are barren thats why they use 24hrs to drop a freestyle/
I drop this shit in differents methods like hairstyle/

Money. . . Power. . . Respect.

I dont demand respect, I command it/
And these wack pri cks are too LAME to "stand" it/.
I'm unBEARable, they can bear wit me/
except they get a polar or a grizzly/(lol, get it?)
i SAVE the day like it was in my piggy bank/
I'm paranoid, I dont leave the house without a shank/,
Po Deep is real deep/
deeper than I was in your chic last week/.
If you feel me, then holla like grandma scolding/
Arranging my clothes is the only way I'm folding/
I beat your ego up, thats why its swollen/
I lyk paradoxes, my pen bleeds contradiction/
and perspires addiction/
regurgitates & ejaculates intelligent diction/
So obvious u gotta "notice" like eviction/.
I make contradictions like: SAVING THE DAY in the NIGHT/
i SPEND time freestylin like I was payin~a~price/.
You wanna speak against me but ask Nelly Furtado, u aint 'Sayin~it~right'/
I'm gettin high like I was playin~wit~kites/
I slay~wit~d~knife!//.
I +shout out+ to mcs like dey were partially deaf/
If this aint RIGHT then it must be left!/
I neva fail so I dont give an "F"/
To all in support of this I say much R£$peKt!/

'25th, would u pass me that mic. . .


+Back again like u needed a second spine/+
the 'smith known to deliver that sickness in record time/
sure ain't Sarah michelle Gellar, but these fools gat a weak grudge/
hatas know my FISTS never stays AVERAGE 'cause i pack a MEAN PUNCH/
i dissect mcs with the ease of a surgeon//
knife your wife through with the bloody greed of a bludgeon/
i don't kick bars no more, i just bitchslap a verse into submission/
victory's nothin' but a constant and a one way condition/
the Word and 25th on that deep shit/
bless a glock n twenty clips on these misfits/
bound by the crimson, blood is thicker than water/
we bleed that shit on 16s, flows' sicker than gutters/
see, i spit illness and transmit telepathic messages thru Deep's cerebral cortex/
he spits back, these glocks bless, we cock teks to these blockheads/
so when u fools run ur mouths, never forget to forget the names '25th and 'smith/
refuse and u get a VIP status on mc burial list/


@25th,

howzit goin' blood? I should be home by next week sunday, hopefully. . .

@ Alex,

what it is, playa. I see u man. Keep illin'.

@ Mail,

hola hovita. How dropping some of that sickness on these. . .

@ Menike,

now, where in God's name are u? Get back here, u are needed!

hurray ! ! ! this rap scene has been sanitized/
a germ infected dude was frontin wit some verbal lies/
besides - /
his spit couldn't split bondz despite how hard he tried/
we need to move along wit life and just let the beef die/
seriously, even at home i still get sick behind barz/
ain't talkin cells but words that will inflict scars - on these wacks/
some niggaz like vampires always wantin to bite a line/
wit ma prone blade i'mma wesley snipe-/
like dad said "i always knew one day ma son(sun) would shine"/
y'all take "real notes" from d ill boss not some counterfit stuff/
my base is acidic nd they say acid' is tough /
when i'm ON i might want to burn these wanabees OFF/
i switch STYLES - i'm like the P in the price/
FOOD for thought/ witout me the game "still wouldn't rise (rice)"/
fu ck balls, i'm still toppin put my lyrics in your eyez/
block your vision so nxt time you cut your rhymes to your size /
like the underground got me diggin ma flows so WELL(water well)/
that will rapidly flush crap shiit to hell through no tunnel/
my illness gat me summoned - wit no Medal i still gat the Honour/
i'm from WEST africa like KANYE . . . /
still i rep the SOUTH SIDE but ma type aint COMMON/

wit no Medal i still gat the Honour (Medal of Honour Video Game)

I put these rap dudes on another chapter/
Rap supreme, I unplug them like an adapter/
Bobby traps watch me dismember these haters/
I terminate their existence like the maker/
Verbal revolver they should better start ducking/
The outcome is colossal, these thumb puppets are collapsing/
They still underground am high up Eiffel Tower/
I make them wet their pants like the rush hour/
Punchlines are still breaking like dotted lines/
I'm still counting the slashes behind my every lines/
Looking for answers now am turning left and right/
My bearing doesn’t matter, all I see are coercion in sight/
Walking backwards still I don't feel alright/
80s baby I got no will to fight/
I table my options like I've got choice to settle/
Heart beat producing sounds like a boiling kettle/
My look is deceiving, they think am stupid/
Show no love for fake cats, now they screaming cupid/
They trying to get known so they gun talking/
Tell ‘em to raise the bars up before they starts yakking/
Nostradamus, my flow lives forever in their mind/
Lost treasure am just too hard to find/
Still searching like archeologists? Tell ‘em to look behind/
I make the weak slaves, my kin said am too kind/
MCs saying they all tough, my flows make them lessen/
I don’t talk much, that's why my bars have spoken/
Touch the skies? Their fake ass can’t even touch the ceiling/
Feeling daunted, they should keep trying/
I just want to be like Mode IX, no juice no earring/
Little fame, rap cats will start clowning/
It’s a shame, tell ‘em to keep the shades on/
Someone should unload them like a gun/

P-ositive
E-nergy
A-ctivates
C-onstant
E-levation

new rap person in the land
do you gat to feel this


i gat flows thats more educative than rhapsody of reality
but dont think rapsody of NL can face the reality
cuz i am all about positivity and never negativity
with my words i clean the country and my vicinity
some say i have lost my sanity until i kill words smith
with my rhyme smith
i have more golds that our local goldsmith
i spit,i hit,wit fleet of flows
i can run bullishly at like Daniel amokachi
or mis call your name like calling you local stachie
i don't have body pains so i dont need tianshie
cuz people into tianshie biz are so broke
that they feed from mouth to nose
i'not 9ice so i dont talk or relate with ganja man
so i lack ganja minds
cuz if i have i would have lost my mind
like those boys at my junction
at this junction
let me settle the beef between menike and chiogo
who called you 2 kings and queens
that means the lords blessings aint smilin
cuz you refuse to raise a prince
how can i freestyle with out calling on name
the names i name are not actuallly the name i named
so remember the name layemmy that came out of el-yemmyat
poor deep had to lay his mat at my door steps
so i can him lessons about freestylin
hybrid its sick to call your name cuz the last time
i heard that was when i was taught computer at primary
and secoundary school
you might read this and say that guy is a fool
but rap has gat no rule and the rule to rap is me
who say i can do it better than this
this is me so try test and i show you who me is
i am scary moment like when children see DR.WHO
and my gates are iron and not wood gate
so mate take heart
cuz if i forced to come back
i might create sensations than sweet sensation.
simply me and notions of intentions.

@ layemmy: welcome to the freestyle section

@ everyone: Check out freestyle 101: Papoose on G4TV http://www.finceptstudio.be/blog/?p=117

are you all scared or what .


i am battle fit
battle ready
try take on me
and eat you like Jesus last meal
you think you gat the bill
like destiny child
you all cant pay my bills
cheap pretty chic
toy me and live you and my baby sister to beat the hell of you
bill clinton heard me and turn black
so turn back cuz its my turn to rule this rap siht

dont talk toooooooo much

Check this

Am the Tailor i can lace this Thread without Seun's permission/
Pissu stitch this wannabes B4 dey get an affusion/
Am married 2 this art unleached to this earth 2 end lives/
Dis fakers drop synonyms verse dey scared of knives/
Life is a bitch so i Bleep em doggystyle till my blessing come/
But i stay faithful 2 her so i can get some/
I masterd this art like a monk to  the shaolin Temples/
When i die emcees feed on my brain to spit ill 4 samples/
My thoughts got weights it travels with a parachute 2 land/
Pissu's lyrics can't be neglected like stepping on sand(ground)/
My lines got so emotional cause I ink with Emcees tears/
They mask their face cause their thoughts soaked in beers/
Watch me showcase my talent cos am the trade fair/
I auctioned this shit free to Nairaland like air/
Am a slave to Hip-hop only death can free me from the art/
Y'all wannabes can say i got no future like bat/
Dis fools can't bite my lines cause its forbidden fruits/
Shatter their faces like glasses when i tell em the truths/
Am a teacher i teach science I do offer Emcees my physics(feaces)/
Haters still can't touch me like my fauces/
My lines catch AIDS fake cats wear condoms to read/
Dis bitches got pregnant cause of their greed/
I don't talk about guns but i know how 2 will(wheel) cheer(chair) niggaz/
My pops liked me when this fools being degas/
Why my name constant on their lips like i was an epic/
I know u read history so get your CV to the APIC(American Political Items Collectors)/
If i get to the Pearly Gates i will kick a verse with Jesus/
So he will give me a go-ahead to kill that man issus/
Am the type of Nigga that can send  Devil on exile/
He knew my punchlines breaks his mind thats fragile/
So much flows but when i spit Niggaz be asking where's d confluence/
Its free to everyone but when u taste sure u confess/

       HAPPY SUNDAY TO EVERYONE .
                                                                      PEACE OUT

Wordsmith:

@ Menike,
now, where in God's name are u? Get back here, u are needed!

yo I've been in Miami lately cookin' up som sh*t
I'm baq in New York now, hopefully I ain't goin' baq 4 a while

@evry'one
I'ma drop some crazy sh**t soon

@ menike: welcome back,

Dreams without actions remain dreams/
That’s why I keep grinding, climax is where it leads/
Drop early morning freestyles, now they calling me day walker/
Ingratiating manners these MCs are sweet talkers/
Ain’t Wesley Snipes but I use words like blades/
Watch me cut these lame cats into shapes/
Sick wordplay they screaming he’s ill/
I still can’t be hidden, I’m the light up the hill/
Truth they say is bitter, no wonder I give it to them raw/
Frown if you want to, I’m still coming through like a saw/
Stone hearted bastards, they are nothing different from Saul/
And ain’t letting go until they turn Paul/
Back-and-forth motions, I simply can’t be stopped/
Talk recklessly and they get popped/
My lines knocks MCs out of their senses/
These MCs are albinos so I bought them lenses/
Too many lines now their eyes bleed/
I will still be killing these niggaz until they plead/
Lyrical prodigy, this is God given/
No man made, am God chosen/
They say my approach is complex/
I tell them to forget their old ways like their ex/
No guns just truth, they still got milk tooth/
No talent and they holding the mic,
Somebody kick them out of the booth/
Truth syndical, I was appointed to re-structure/
Rotten heads should be feed to the vulture/
Real talk I still ain’t yakking/
Nobody else to do this, I won’t stop writing/
They won’t get it until they get bruised/
Mixed feelings, MCs are still confused/
I am their backbone, they can call me the spine/
I am done for today, it’s getting past 9/

I'm OFF THE CHAIN like freed slaves/
give bars for free, these mcs think they still safe/
i jerk mics so much, i 'flow' worse than a mad masturbator/
u's a slave to my pen, 'cause already i mastered 'em hatas/
i deliver iller than a pregnant HIV victim/
give me them tools, and ima fix 'em with these 16s/
i Smith n Wess 'em when i click n bless 'em/
a strict digression. . .never mess with the 'smith else i teach thy a lesson/
mcs nowadays got attitude probs like they was asinine/
give me lip and i make heads ache like they needed aspirin/
beta y'all recognize, i still sit on that throne/
still spit from that dome//i battle cats but these weaks are all none/

Remember that. . .


'sup Menike, pissu, Mail, '25th, tianshie, Paddy_lo, Nfan, Raven, 'Brid, Rapsody, Jduck, Afrocynic. . . .where y'all at?

You think i wont?/
Wont kill you from a choke?/
You think i wont try to make you overdose?/
I will ohh I will and that will be soon/
Thell fly you to the nearest hospital but you die at the moon/
That day you overdosed around noon/
You being gone is the extra scoop on the spoon/
You ran me crazy all of my life and its time for you to be gone/
See i got bruises for abuse for long/
I should of told people what you were doing but i kept it inside/
People asked me whats that? so i wore long sleeves to try and hide/
I was scared if he found out that day i would of died/
So i didnt tell i just kept it in my mind/
Im going crazy trying to let my anger out/
So a bang of the axe is sure to make u shout/
But i didnt u overdosed and died without a sound/
So i burried your body in the boondocks wheres no ones around/
I took 2 showers to erase the evidence/
Cleaned up my house and go rid of the pills/
The people will never know that the pills, killed/
I drive away,without lisence plate/
To hide my guilt/
Trying to use the van as a sheild/
The police chased down/
They know everything now/
He could of went to jail from abuse,but im introuble, wow/

Jk,
LOL datz it

sup tha 'smith', i'm still here reppin as ever. Hw ur exams?

i drop hot lyrics like magma call me tha volcano lyricist/
even if u have ur dick on ur screen u still wouldn't Bleep wit this/
some times in battles i lay-low to kick some lame-notes/
but if a fool replies he gon know he's dealin wit the game pro/
like a tsunami i wipe the gay -ho wit harsh hurricane-blows/
den slow the temp-o so he gets a chance to whine in a temple/
dat his lost soul - be redeemed from the boss zone /
i bust so - i finish him like kung lao wit ma slugs throw/
like an infant plant some niggaz need to just grow /
ma punchlines like peforators punch holes on some dull foes/
while i deflate fake emcees like baloons wenever i burst flow/
a cross-road/
they bring toys 'cause they only get to play a blunt role/
now the botton line is . . . /
NEVER YOU STEP ON THA WRONG TOE/
mailmalc still tha name.

can i get through it?, can i really get through it?/
get through the hardship without waistin any fluid?/
i think can,you know i can produce it/
i wanna hook up so i can make some records/
recordings to show what im bringing to the table/
mamma knows that im able/
so im there/
voice clear/
stares, tied back my hair/
put the phones on my ear/
shackin, im havin a scare/
first time recording,the comments i fear/
you only get one shot i hear/
so i blew on the mic, /
the reactions i liked/
, more later

Now if slugs be dinner, then ur body tastes that glock/
wit this fame i got, Lord knows i blaze that block/
mcs need to brush up they skills like Picasso/
these assholes i leave in the gutter mad cold/
these fools be nothing but a trifle bore/
lyrically i keep the rifle raw//spit ill and keep the mic too sore/
i'm entitled t'wards, the throne and a clause/
step on ma toes and ima use ur head as my footstand/
verses i handle real gritty like a crook's hand/
Remember the Name like it was Fort Minor/
shit, can't believe it's child abuse, all along the 'smith's fought minors!/

mathematically speaking

I spit in pythagoras a²+b²=c²
save them love songs for them niggaz p-square
in this rap game i don come full circle, yeah like a circumference
yall niggaz barely make the radius, a pro. keep u glued like a news conference
On wack emcees, i got the indian sine(sign)
rhyme is tight, sure to cash that check n dont need ur cosine(co-sign)
i lace ma ish in algebraic expression, niggaz cant simplify it
complex like a quadratic equation, niggaz lookin for da 'X' but still cant find it
the prime factor, seize ur bitch like a raptor, make her listen to ma rap(ture)
now u just an ex factor
Malthuss known to rip ish across equators, niggaz only step to me anti clock wise
or r ma take they lenth width and breadth with one gun clap
Like ma nigga 'Smith said 'i dont battle fools'
so bring yo whole crew + yo bitch too - ma left foot = niggaz left in blood pool

peace out

@ Malthuss,

now that's the shit right there!! Dayumm, now that's my lingo right there! Keep it illin' doe!

@ Menike,

keep it inkin', doe . . .


Now, where that brother o' mine?!!