Don't follow my footprint/ cause u will be kissing bruises/
my atitude is unpatience/make ur life messed like your feaces
Verses still bloody i still murder inc(ink)/ despite menike rules/
murder can't be stop/ cause dey sound all like fools/
lyricist samurai slash out your mic tool/ and watch u stool/
pieces your spinecords/ kick you to OTTA leave u witha farm tool/
Am still spinning/ like what you got on your ceiling/
still that same OG/ that your chick being Feeling/
Gat something to say/ come to me not the press/
the press can't save you/ this lyrics  leaves u depress/

menike:


Heard u still strollin' through tha streets of Lagos lookin' for ya way out right?

Nigga please!!!

Morning tea niggaz,

check it~

You wanna challenge my flow nigga bet your life/
Lose the challenge and am removing your heart with a knife/
I don’t mingle am like Pringles/
And I don’t f*ck around like singles/
Flow is so fat like Beanie Sigel/
Tickle their b***h they giggle/
Rhyme is the drug am addicted to/
Can’t look back at all the stuff have been through/
Metaphor is the shit I dig/
My vessel is mashed like an hermaphrodite brig/
Watch me am spreading like cancer/
Don’t ask me I don’t have the answer/
Still representing GWG, tell these haters am no semi god/
f*ck around and am drawing the rod/
Phone is tapped so we don’t parlez/
That b***h is wired so she gets parlay/
Stay true to the course, we don’t break the G-Code/
Convert ordinary language into codes, yea we encode/
We all about the paper so we sell blue magic/
Steal from me then shit is going to be tragic/
This rhyming is glued, am going be rhyming for century/
I-Shine ‘cos am close to the sun call me mercury/
Hip-Hop centurion tell these emcees am an officer/
Salute me soldiers and say sir/
Bourne identity this juice nigga can’t catch me/
Nigga is blind so he wouldn’t see me/
Story telling like I was born during the folktales era/
Metaphors make niggaz come off like a bra/
This is history in the making/
Dropping bars everyday like a Viking/
Pop lock it, drop it and you get locked in/
Looking for what isn’t his and he get locked in/

la la la cherio,

check it~

Wanna do wordplay then play scrabble/
Am sick so why the babble/
Now they wanna battle/
I leave them brain dead like a cattle/
Out of this planet my mind travel/
Tell these fools I gravel/
We ain’t playing soccer so why the tackle/
Crunching noise nigga I crackle/
f*ck with me and I break his Adam’s apple/
Hand-to-hand combat nigga lets grapple/
Make money and I don’t gamble/
Climb awkwardly these niggaz scramble/
Dead the nigga somebody say eulogy in the chapel/
Dead and still thirsty tell him to drink Snapple/
Drop 16 like a leisure walk nigga I ramble/
Am the thorn among flower call me bramble/
I have been much around so no preamble/
Display of intelligence other emcees I trample/
Mouth running like tap so I bury him in the gravel/
Rhyme mathematics am simply ravel/
Niggaz can’t hear me ‘cos I gabble/
Mad talent these niggaz baffle/
Am unsolvable like a puzzle /
Walk on the water with a paddle/
I will still beat you so don’t flex muscle/
CEO of this shit like Simon Russell/
Lock behind bars your huddle/
Why complain when you started the trouble/
Sleep is a cousin of death so I hustle/
No balls player niggaz struggle/
Bust these niggaz like bubble/
Wanna win so they daily double/

Mr_Raheem:

Hmmmmm, been away for min and now i'm back up in diz B****tch,

i see we got new faces up in hurrr, Hey Mefake or Mekine or better yet, gay,

What tha hell h'pnd to your gay hommies, Paddy Hoe and T ain't Sh*t,

Eat a d*ck, B*****tches,

LMFAO

Exams are over sh*t, it feels good to be free from sleepless nights,

check it~

Their flow is still wearing diaper/
I’m still pulling the word trigger/
Catch me if you can/
They thought it was over, I just began/
Get paid for your life behind you/
Kiss you to identify you/
Niggaz are Judas/
Shit on them ‘because they ass/
Just ‘because they wanted to get paid/
They’ll go all the way then you get betrayed/
But am still in my throwbacks/
Niggaz getting heart attacks/
Take money to make money/
Shit is hard like trying to make honey/
Street education, black maybe/
Immature minds call them premature baby/
Get their mind on focus, I educate thugs/
Only knuckle heads do drugs/
Mind of a soldier am seeking intellect/
Trying to step to me, they’ve to come correct/
Once a friend but now an enemy/
The man in the mirror is me/
Harsh reality the truth is what I verbalize/
They ain’t promised tomorrow, I make them realise/
The message is simple the point you cannot miss/
Combination of the present and past, I hope they reminisce/
I’m wise but am still wondering/
Verbs still striking hard, sh*t is thundering/
These emcees are so stereotypical/
They turn on their own that is hypocritical/
Say something and it gets personal/
Fringe of consciousness rubbish is marginal/

Hmmn, its been a while since I've been on the freestyle thread.
Ego once got d best of me, now dey wanna take me for a senile head.
My barz speak for me but that dont mean I'm a mute
Its just dat actions speak louder than words, thats d truth.
I flow str8 from the heart just like blood
& I need a light socket to get anybody plugg'd.
I'm confused, I need some advice.
I'm snubbin a girl dat wants me & gettin snubbed by the one I really like.
Ooooh sh't! Gotta go, gotta prepare 4 sumthin.

@wordsmith, Femo's comin 2day, dont think he'll stay 4 long tho.

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u nikkas beta quit buggin
u chiwawa's don't want to mess with this rotweiler
so your beta stop barking
am d rap general baby
i gat more entourage than omarion with em shorties hopped in d mayb
its d newest K.I.D on d block
u messin with me u messin with a generals glamourous glock
no mata what i stay fly, hood and i b on point
thats y chicken licken ma balls like a fast food joint
so don't mess with this rapper
am 2 gangsta, i carry more arms than an oshodi road side begger
my type is so rare
am so rich i gat more dough than a female deer

what d deal son

@ the 25th,

say me hi to 'em. Abeg make my guy ya'su o!


Mic check it//spit rounds on fly records/
i let it go wild whenever i rep it/

Ah! For sure, Im must ya'$u wey make sense this time around.

spottie:


so don't mess with this rapper
am 2 gangsta, i carry more arms than an oshodi road side begger
my type is so rare

what d deal son

SPOTTIE THE ONLY THING I SEE IS
''am 2 gangsta, i carry more arms than an oshodi road side begger '' . THE REST IS WACK!

@ BJ
WAT DO U KNOW
IGNORE

@spottie
you still living in the past?. everyone already squash them beef.
no more ignore thingy. grow up boy.

It's me again,

check it~

In my hood, snitches got buried in the wood/
G-code, we don’t break it I hope they understood/
Little rat turning out to be a mouse/
Trigger clicking like a computer mouse/
Go ahead envy niggaz and you get dropped/
Police questioning and you get stopped/
But the street is watching/
Only snitches enter their cars without cuffing/
Chicks in miniskirts but they’re shottas/
Throat getting sliced with nail cutters/
This is for the hood killers and murderers/
Stay on their ground everyday, they’re hustlers/
Street won’t show them mercy/
So they are gutsy/
Hate it or Love it, they’re getting paid/
A place where players get played/
Where women don’t get mixed with business/
Trust a woman and that might be the end of your weakness/
Pop gold bottles we zipping crystals/
Only the weak ones pay rentals/
Broadway street bully like Beanie Sigel/
Above all, only I can make that squiggle/
My past keep following me like my shadow/
I make it rain and they say Bravo!/
I won’t tell, baby I can keep a secret/
Whisper into my ears, I won’t vomit your secret/
Tattoo what I rep on my arm/
Young bloods we don’t harm/
No higher law, but we law breakers/
Leave them disturbed like law makers/
Some talk too much they wind bags/
Niggaz get introduced to body bags/

I-Shine:

I won’t tell, baby I can keep a secret/
Whisper into my ears, I won’t vomit your secret/

@I-SHINE .
CAN WE GET MORE OF DIS KINDA PUNCHES FROM the DAILY COFFEE YOU SERVE US? pls keep servin em hot

my rap bars screams louder than when t-pain was in nigeria
how you gonna see an online spirit who never even exists
am a changed man now , its love i give now /so haters dont even persist
my bars keeps flowing/ u wanna help me/nigga i dont need an NBA assist
a magic like johnson, i flow on mic('mike') like i was river 'jordan '
no retreat no surrender , i aint kanye , so i dont emphasise
this is just a freestyle men so dont let your pressure rise
my yoghurt is obtained from cows so they aint even pasteurised
i aint i-shine , i dont serve daily tea so dont mistake me for a bartender
whenever i grab the mic i turn myself into an iron--bender
i make niggas immobile by breaking their car-vender
a legend killer i am . unlike nas i can never say i am
wwe finishing moves like john cena falling to randy orton's neck-breaker/
i watch prison break too so i aint a mother suckin jail-breaker
been combolising this niggas like i was cinder's combo breaker
am like killer instinct, an american werewolf like saber,
mike tyson fighting style like combo's , my rich ass wont stop gettin them cheddars
i wash them soaps' like them females watch 'operas '
dont be mistaken i aint the richest female 'oprah '
been installing pain in niggas like bill gates opening 'windows'
i keep niggas with guts indoors ,
they heard of me , and they cant even puff their indos
i mix yoruba with phonetics niggas usually fink i spit innuendos
am a queen descendant ,dont mistake me for a shop attendant
i give my gurls gifts cos they still love ma bling-bling pendants
i am born again now, i am not that unrepentant
a robotic giant like voltron , i also use them condoms
peter frys my pans like i orchestrated the battle of endor
my cv and resume' speaks volume ,check my cv and tell me exactly when to resume
dont get me twisted , i aint no hater but a baller, let nobody presume to assume
am like dino crisis , rappers living in resident evil , dont know who exactly to consume
a torpedo giant i am , my name brings more disaster than a 'cat-rina' volcanic earth-quake ,
i am fucking unstoppable , since day one been giving them metal gear snipers headaches
a snake like liquid ,the mere sound of my name waters most of my mates with severe heart-aches
i am more severe than da illest migranes
am just like po-deep / i stick my words in too deep like cool j into this niggas motherfcukin men -brain (membranes)
i luv ma gurl in january i dump em again in da month of valentine
a heatbreaker like shawn michaels, i keep breaking harts like bret
i put full stops to romantic relationships like full ''.''
a punchline master i am , yall shouldnt be surprised, i am still an exclamation like ''!''

Lyrically I paste bullets all day like it was a myspace page
I shank rappers n' make em' feel the taste of a drought
Ignite ya pain and entertain ya glory day
Menike the only nigga like RUN DMC yellin' I walk this way
I ain't no Reverend but I cud see the poverty in u
Make me feel sorry for myself that I ain't even dissin' u
You jump like a poodle, the best job u eva had was being a male stipper
See mouthafu*cker Queensbrigde su*cks this cock
I'ma leave ya life short of breathe
Shut up nigga what u think I ain't come correct
I leave u in the grave of anguish, ya life is simply rubbish
Scrutinize ya programs cusz u just similar to a micro chip
I'm sorry nigga u more to me like a potato chip

Ok, here's a lil somn I did wit my boy EevleSeed down at Ikeja the otha day.
Its some real gangsta sh*t but-
ps: This dosent fully depict my lifestyle so dont get sh*t twisted.
Here goes:

I thug it out wit a shot-gun, 8 loader, double barrel/
My slugs pierce right thru ur heart like cupid's arrow//
& put u to sleep like a Christmas carol/
Doin dat gangsta sh*t wit my boy EevleSeed/
I introduced him to hoochies he introduced me to weed/
Gangsta's gangsta, slangsta, spank ya, shank ya wanksta!//
Home-made rifles/,
Three caps re-crack ur kneecaps, make u bow down like its a man-made idol/.
Like a rockstar, boy my 'metal' is 'heavy'/
I 'come' to leave u dead like Mouth Gig betty!/
This is gansta rap, the negative side of hip-hop/
Call my gun puff daddy cos it goes off wit a 'big pop'/.
F**k wit me, u'll get ur ass knocked like a door/
make ur kinsmen watch ravens & vultures pick ur remains off the floor/
I dont wear no bullet-proof cos I was trained to duck strays/
Like The Game, I dont talk about my guns n*gga, I just blaze!/
U know me, Po Deep tha hired killa/
bust up ur entire villa// when I'm paid by a higher bidder/.

To be Continued,

@ the '25th,

Eyo, what it is, playa? How that rappin' son of a mutha 'Seed? He and Marto (. . .and Mako, lol) beta get they asses on this site and drop some. . .

"If you can't take the heat get out of the kitchen" - Weezy F Baby

check it~

Green snake under green grass/
Tell him(hum) am cutting the grass/
Who the f*ck cares where I deliver/
So far my sh*t flow like river/
Fool trying to be a fool’s advocate/
Duffle bag over his head, you I suffocate/
Just when you thought you’re done with alcoholics/
Niggaz will still act like Rollicks/
f*ck this hater my sh*t transcend/
Only his rhymes needs mend/
Elevate? Nah I’m the elevator/
I carry niggaz with brain tumor/
Quit trying to direct diss at me indirectly/
Be realistic and come out quietly/
Your whole click has got Angiomatosis/
Bad blood that I eradicate with ease/
f**king raise the bars up/
Be prepared ‘because this is a warm up/
b***h your opinion doesn’t count/
This is shine, I take everything into account/
Bury his rep underneath him like that other nigga/
Spit smoke of cigar in his face, I hope he feels my anger/
Load the .45 and shot yourself/
That won’t work? Then get a knife and slit yourself/
Pass the doja, I break his cranium/
Weak bones I feed the nigga with Calcium/
Go back and rehearse your lines/
Nigga sound like Mike Jones, with all those nursery rhymes/
f*ck with other niggaz, ‘because you ain’t messing with shine/
f*ck it the underground is mine/
Get the f*ck out of here and stop trying to act like Joe Budden/
Matter of fact you just an ant, nigga you ain’t a burden/

@i-shine
is this directed at somebody?
why don't u come boldly and mention the person's name !
i am a judge u know, i could help you judge a rap battle.

Why your life style similar 2 a scammed email/
with that kind of verse/ u should end up in jail/
punchlines are predicted/ niggaz still dedicated to the  bruises/
want to fit in my shoes/ leave u real bad like fossils/
Now u talk about ma shit/ i bury u with my ink/
Let the judge not be sober/ cause your flows stinks/
niggaz scared of beef/ they call em surnames/
Bleep your multiples usernames son u  lame/

i got da fastezt fistz u'll need ya glassez fixed/
my punchlinez beat ass so get ya ass whipp'd/
my spit gas iz thicc leave u in da casket stiff/
stuff bodiez in da same bag till da plastic rip/
my barkz quite bad nd my bite mite kill/
but ur shook nd sleep wit a nite lite still/
im invest'n scemez so u knoe imma ride/
fedz wont knoe if itz suicide or homocide/
got gloccz on my side 2 protect da jewelz im in/
plus i run wit barbarianz nd hooliganz/
burn lead awesome wen im clutch'n da boy/
nd no homo wen i say fvcc wit ur boy/
get da bitch 2 holla show me some titz nd knocca'z/
cuz opeyemi kicc game lyk he knew a lil socca/
an if i cant find i'll give u one last choice/
snatch a loved one nd call 4 ransom in masked voice/
my team buried a few nd dey got gloccz on em/
in a hurry 2 shoot lyk dey put shot cloccz on em/

I shine thumbs up men u rule ^{*runs out before the next battle starts*}

Shout out to emcees that reached out, you all know my sh*t ain't aimed at anyone here simply because am a real life nigga and ain't real down with all those internet gangster-ism; so neXt time you see shine's verse know that it isn't designed for anyone.

Peace and my 16 is still coming,

@Ishine
Ay yo, u still down wit d battle? Cos I'll soon be very busy(school stuff).

@Ishine
Ay yo, u still down wit d battle? Cos I'll soon be very busy(school stuff).

@ Po Deep - Most def. homey whenever you are ready, 'cos I just finished exams so I kind of have time for some other things

Sorry that the breakfast is late, I slept off while listening to Method Man hit hard on You-God and Ghostface Killa. Anyway,

check it~

Nothing else but trying to kick knowledge/
In my room though, sorry not at college/
Deliver knowledge on how to scribble/
Construct words like am playing scrabble/
AHH StreetSweeper emcees still asking for my name/
Rhyme mystic like Boehm/
Clean rappers up like a Hoover/
Call me the microphone snatcher/
Rhymes stays tragic like magic/
Cast spells on these emcees, this is black magic/
They still clueless like an emcee that’s lip-syncing/
Proactive movement am a keep writing/
Doing this just to overtake/
Others still doing it for the cake/
I nestled among these heads/
Still not posting garbage up these threads/
Knowledge ambassador circumvent/
Intelligent emcees I represent/
Truly, I disconnect wack emcees from the set/
Shine get them upset/
Altruism buried in my tissues/
I nurture myself with philosophical issues/
Weak minds complacent, so they slide/
In search of their next move like a runaway bride/
They can examine if they want to/
Knowledge that I drop will keep coming though/
And I am still standing tall like an afro/
AHH dictator like Fidel Castro/
Rhymes with a chemical bond like molecules/
Food for thought for the fools/
Let me safe the lesson for tomorrow/
Neither gold nor silver I have to offer but knowledge you can borrow/

Aight then, I'm-a set the thread up now.

Alright gawd!