₦airaland Forum

HellVictorinho:
I do battle rap.
But you have a weakness on Nairaland or you just post crap.
More punches will reduce your relevance.
So,I will rather keep it as short as the lifespan of your lyrical significance.

HellVictorBingo takes a shot but his flash ain't working
I ain't too big, i throw stones at every dog barking

I'm still searching for the punch in your tender bars
A bartender who talks too much gets tendon scars

You lack appeal, hoes keep swiping when your tinder pops
and i feel your rage cos blue balls could make the veins go 'pop'
but one advice, if your submise is meant to be called rap,
you played yourself lil boy next time you cap, I soul will air yo crap.

These niggas shady
i mean these niggas faking
to hell with table manners
this dinner table i'm shaking
cos them niggas always talking
they smelling, like stockings
when its time to walk the talk,
they run like interlocking
the world is yours so take it
why you gotta fake it?
why you gotta snitch, dig a ditch then spread a blanket
and i was so naive,
me and you with lil saheed
cufflinks for restraints cause i wore my heart up on my sleeve

i didn't use to be like this, i was an open book
i had to encrypt my chapters
i've come across lots of laughter
a curtain over anger,
when the smile don't reach the eyes
in my quest for happy ever after,
i realized
that all that matters is to keep winning back to back
its a solid matter when I be dripping like a melting pack
they tried to knock ma hustle
they just a shady bunch
me i'm tha lone wolf...and y'all look like lunch!

ModelX:
And our mega churches are preaching prosperity gospel instead of Love.

"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs."
1 Corinthians 13:4-5 | NIV

But do you think it is possible? It’s like the average Nigerian is too hungry and angry to feel any kind of love, infact such sentiment is regarded as “jonsing” and our so called elite are too overfed and power hungry to care about any one else

okooyinbo:
Your dream is great, but I am afraid there's not enough young people thinking like you. Sadly, a lot of Nigerian youth have lost their sense of reasoning to religious believe and cultism.

Nigeria is a lost course, and it's gonna get worse before it gets better if ever.
I wish I was young again and knew what I know now.

#Lalasticlala
#Seun

Thank you sir. These days the general solution seems to be migrating out of here but we can’t all run away ? I wanted to say may God help us but even the bible says heaven helps those who helps themselves.

WHY NIGERIA MAY NEVER BE GREAT!

Disclaimer; This write up is not meant to stir any hate, sew any discord but simply to hopefully inspire genuine reflection of the heart and introspection in the mind of any Nigerian who may read it.

Trick question; What goes up in Nigeria and hardly ever comes down completely?

Yesterday I bought airtime of 500 and realized the price had gone up to #550. Why is this so? I asked the seller and she just shrugged and smiled sheepishly.
At first I was enraged. What kind of greed was this, a whole 50 naira?

Then I began to recall how people have been complaining about Garri and how the price suddenly went up by 150% and how hand sanitizers and face masks tripled in prices over night. The stubborn voice in my head looking for excuses said; "it's because of the worldwide pandemic coupled by the recent Vat increase that's why things are unrealistically expensive....things will surely quiet down." \

But I realized something; a paint of Garri didn't just go to #1500 from #500 overnight because of the corona outbreak. No, the outbreak was only an opportunity for the prices of foodstuffs and necessary commodities to skyrocket. It's the same reason why bus drivers increased their prices to ridiculous amount the day the okada ban was put in place, and they realised they were the only available options. The same reason why a bus of 100 naira becomes 300 whenever it's raining and people are in a hurry to get out of the rain.
I realized that this same reason, is the very same reason our senators can decide to spend a whole state budget on new foreign cars without conscience, the same reason our lawmakers keep mismanaging the funds meant for millions of Nigerians for their own selfish gain.

What is this reason?

You see, I have a neighbour called Mr Andrew. Mr Andrew and I spend all our spare time discussing politics and tackling our elite Government and lawmakers for their wickedness, greediness and ineptitude in general. Mr Andrew in particular is very eloquently spoken and curses our leaders for insanely enriching themselves at the detriment of the masses. Mr Andrew also owns a small pharmacy shop.

Now there's outbreaak of corona and high demand for hand sanitizers and spirits. Mr Andrew suddenly sees the pandemic as an opportunity to increase the price of a bottle from 300 naira to 1000 naira.

Now, a couple of years down the line Mr Andrew gets elected to represent my community. It is as clear as day that Mr Andrew is going to siphon the funds meant for our roads and schools because he has gotten another opportunity to make quick bucks, the only difference is now it's on a bigger scale.

And so the cycle continues.

But what is this so called reason?

It's simple; we only love ourselves (if we do), we don't love our neighbours we don't love anybody else, we don't love each other and so it's almost impossible to love our Nation, talk-less of to serve it.

The absence of love is the reason why;
- politicians see their office as an opportunity to steal and not an opportunity to serve.
-Soldiers see their uniform as an opportunity to oppress and not an opportunity to serve.
And that's how the chain goes and the cycle continues till it get's to Mr Andrew, my neighbour. Or mama Sandra who sells Garri down the junction, and so on and so forth...

The truth is that, if Nigeria is ever to be great, if you, like me have this burning need in your guts to leave behind a better Nigeria for generations yet unborn, we need to first of all kill the hate inside us, drown the bitterness we have against one another, and then learn to love because when there is love there would be growth.

God bless Nigeria

©Absoul April, 2020

PunFuMonQ:
Woah. Been a while.

Absoul??! FOH impostor!


I smoke jay, rock, I’m with the scope n it stay cöck
Hey watch! Red beam hit ya dome absoul, now that’s “A.K Dot”.
Don’t move dumbfvck or I’ll spray shots,
it’s automatic, it go brrrr ‘fore you say stop
I pull it out from underneath my Raf Simons when I hop out the big body Maybach
I come from way back, you are from this generation of gay rap
I don’t play frat, but the tre packed, we could display, scrap
No? So fucking get lost pussy! You no better than a stray cat
I raise the steaks like I am a waiter with the order for a burger in a cafeteria
I abhor your material, you couldn’t go viral if you fvcked a whöre raw, you’d catch a bacteria
Your sis is a virgin and ho, she pretend to you but she squirting at home
I got videos of her slurping my bone after I posted my shades by Virgil Abloh
Nobody dig this asshole looks, you got spirit and heart and had soul too
But you fugazi, I even drip n smoke more sticky than the real Absoul do
You can’t eat cake and have it but you can eat the biscuit
Bullets ain’t regard your sign, they turn absoul to an absolute statistic


MonQ.

Is this a strike?
Nigga You a false Eto’o
Since you got sodomised I know you been hearing walls echo
How you screamed, “Soul please” in your falsetto
Now you listening to soulstice and into Art Deco
But you said it your self, you a Monk.
You’ll never have the balls....let go

Haha

I can tell this nigga shook
Talmbout an Ak
I beat you to death with a book
This punk tried to kick knowledge
MMA training college
Now you facing Sensei Soul??
A Death Star to your appendage


You should have never drawn the gun
When you a halfway crook
Cos when I walked up to the nozzle, i seen your knees be shook
Brah! You can’t survive in Hell’s Kitchen cause you halfway cooked
You can’t be counted on, men no wonder you underbooked

So you been forming Raw
But right now, your own don done
I’m the African Giant, you my throwback
Don gorgon
I’ll smoke you out with two puffs, you this white London
You building punches like a Mason
But it’s quite undone
When I drop a nuke on your dark hide, get you lightened up

You ain’t no prodigy, AMA mob you deeply
Maybe my protege. I make it rain as I son you weekly.

(Pause)

PunFuMonQ:
Wu wunna spar

Lmao oya hit me

HellVictorinho:
You keep typing so much nonsense.
Need I rap about thy lack of essence?

Bruh take this shiit to 2 lines to diss

This is dedicated to the most dedicated
not the most elevated, definitely underrated
I lay no claims to be the best who ever did it
just wanna say, "mama I made it!"

I can't even sleep at night
it feels I ain't thinking right
cos I feel drawn to conquer fears of stage fright

for all the notepads, I wrote a thousand lyrics
I was just catching fun....wasn't tryna mimic

But when I pick up a pen, it's a rush like nescafe
my secret door to an escape,

from grim realities

and so I write down my own realities
and merge it like a multiverse
but it seems I can't even spit a multis verse?


this ain't conscious rap
this subconscious rap
I converse with your inner man,
matter o fact
I see your fears and your dreams
how you cut your coat to your size...
embroidery on the seams...

I'm dedicated cos I do this for me
this time around
so down to earth, i remain underground
what goes around comes around
I been learning the curve,

don't Bleep with my circle when I'm finding pie
I'm eating a piece of the American pie
here in Africa

quantum physics I since understood
But i've been misunderstood
Dissed in the hood

In Cuba, I was a good junior till they shot my Boyz in d hood

Then I became a maestro
swimming in a bay of pigs like Fidel Castro
Wrestle with sharks, I give the best strokes
the Bohemian is here....what up folks

no smoke screen, I don't tell the best jokes
just be real..let your yes be yes, your no be no
there's no maybes
I suck on titties...but that don't make me no baby
Dunning Kruger...maybe I got a little
Not high handed, definitely high minded

The Days of Hiii power are here again
I was high then...nothing changed, I'm still the same
three fingers up hope you know the drill again
I'm a drill sergeant...sleeper agent 'bout to blow again

are y'all sleeping on a security threat?
for real....
Last supper and you want a 3 course meal
for real...
my first date with destiny and it's going so well, after coffee ama try to cop a feel
for real
fück the police...who gives a fvck how a cop would feel..
sirens everywhere
sexy sirens for real

they getting closer

Buh I remain dedicated...
now ma dreams are getting closer
Welcome to my party...I got y'all a dossier
breathe in my aura...it's a hell of a dose ya?
everyone says life ain't a bed of rose ya...
but it's not a bed of thorns...so keep your circle closer

I hit the snooze by 4:20
go 0-100 like I got 5 twenties
It's kinda icy the degree's in twenties
F town, shout-out to si and di-twenti

went to bed early, almost woke up in a body bag
mercenaries brought a wire to make a brother gag..
but for my spider senses
no pretenses
They learn the lesson, my Smith and Wesson, make blood flow
Like bitches on menses

I'm a dangerous man, like Frank castle
life's a beach
in the sands I built my castles
but them niggas came to stamp
like mail parcels

so here I am building castles in the clouds
foundation so deep I probably end up in Mars
next to souloho
catch him drifting from Andromeda,
get his blessings and shower rocks on y'all like meteors

from a bird view, it's an airstrike
I zoom in like a camcoder
Pulling triggers with a click shutter
Better catch the next flight
cos you might stutter

Tune into my frequency... I'm radioactive
fantastic, mactastic, a thugnificent
rest in peace Robert Freeman
This ice weigh me down, I wanna be a Freeman
After I beat the case, my bio reads Free man
as I smile for the gram
but that's it, no freebies here's a hundred Grand
just for the sake of it
The odour of realness I stink of it
fountain of life, I had a drink of it

so stare into my eyes,
get a dose of the essence
you lost in the vastness, do you get the essence?
it's kinda odd
when I even the odd, cos even the odds
are against me
My critics forever sceptic but I'm the best bet
no shit...this tank ain't a septic
Strobe light to epileptics
You could say I'm bringing delight


my gun of choice is an mp5
My auxiliary plugged to my mp5
Lana del Rey in my ears as I burst in five
gamma Ray's...I'm bout to burst inside


headshots, knocking heads together
with concepts that break walls
and build bridges
we could trust each other
it's a freestyle we could bless each other
the sky is big enough, so we could fly together
so puff puff pass,
keep the circle tight like hymen
cos we high men,
when they say goodbye we say hi men,
what's up girl, don't be shy to say hi men
cos we changing the rules, it's inversely proportionate
proportionate... you could proportion this...

divide it for the street for every one
this is wisdom for everyone
The Lagos Hustle.. street 101

Identity Crisis * yours truly (Bohemian ft Kulture)

Sometimes I sit back and I laugh
When I recall the things we did in class
Of the school of life
Who knew that this shii was do or die?
Well we still living so I guess you know we doing right
Reminiscing on those days when we sip a lil Sprite

spacing out from the pacing
Kick back, remove the shoe lacing
Cos life's a race and I've been black
but it turned out to be cops chasing
I don't need no running shoes...this is nothing for me
So back up....don't be fronting for me

I'm paranoid I got glitches like an Android
I travel back in time so I could see Sigmund Freud
It's all mind games till you locked in a chess...
Incoming asteroid when you step in my strike zone...

bombing on the track.... it's safe to say I came to drone...
On and on, from afar...no remote control...

Things are black and white but the grey is where the difference is
Well take a stand, don't be sitting on the fences
I got broken bottles, barbwires on the fences

I'm fortified...Amma leave you mortified, like a kid in a house scared of ghosts stuck inside
When you cross the line...before the shot you disqualified
Lyrics of this depth can't be quantified
I said it before I say it again
I'm a bonafide solid dude again and again you bet I qualified the group stages,
a landslide victory, when the coup stages...making history

I've been tested, neglected but I didn't show no fury
When I ball they commented...forming Peter Drury
All the trials I exempted and I didn't have no jury
Now I marvel with my shield and they call me Nick Fury

Please,
Sit yo condescending ass down!

I beat you on tape like Never back down
This raw wrestling is unscripted...good luck acting out
Cos you're yet to graduate...but you keep passing out!!

This Ninja flow like fluxmind

Military flow can I have your attention
Flow for rank earn my stripes with discretion
My delivery at times is like a c section
But it don't stop me going harder than an erection
Take a listen, try to hear the words
If I recycle these lines, cos I'm environmental with words
Side stroke adjectives to describe,
the demise of your house of cards
Plus I got deathstroke on the side,
no suicide squad
Bohemian's Grove and I do ride hard
Sleek on my feet, yeah I move like that
They saying, "soul why you gotta do like that"

It's never enough, cos for so long I been dimming my shine
Now they ass kissing, for too long they been rimming my Hyde

Damn!
Not on the radio, cos I deserve a rewind
They been sleeping all this while but I'm here to remind
How magnificent malificent
I cast a spelling Bee so efficient and leave em calculating the coefficient like champions league enthusiasts!
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In other words I make capital like Dc
Then give them Jara on top...just a little Fisi
Then I get down at night with pretty Bisi
Not spiritual when she shouting, "Jehovah Nisi"
Brew a storm in a cup of beer, I'm bi[i]Polar[/i] to Navy seals
Never salty, tho I been drinking all the tears
That's me being honest, weird as it maybe seems!
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The alcoholic melancholic
Armed with a bag of weed
And a jar of Horlicks
Back in the day, the faith was apostolic
Till baggy jeans went out of fashion
And they commissioned rehab centers for shopaholics
tried to buy happiness, getting f*cked on psychedelics
Even got diabolic...okay that's a lil hyperbolic but,
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I kiss the rose with Amber light, maybe my fate is seal
Like Alexander Whyte, so I only focus on the things I rather like,
That's why I take off by 4:20 like a Lufthansa flight
Touch down after night, before you judge a nigga, at least read the Miranda Right..
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I beat the case with my hands down that's a handicapped victory
When your eyes are spinning, is when you see the floor less victory
Soul is madder than a typhoon in all of history
How I got my paper back to a mil could make a paper back mystery!
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It's the military flow, we on lockdown mode
I'll like to play around but I'm in the not now mode
This a lil something I jotted just now bro!

Ybn Cordae * Have Mercy

Y'all should check our this freestyle I dropped on offtop. No be studio somethin o

We overseas (over C's) back to back, never wore chanel

Absoul!

Niggas want beef but when you pull out the heat they ready to talk it out


I'm so ahead of my time my parents haven't met yet
Big L

SpecialAdviser:
Great Observations. Number 1, 3 and 5 makes a lot of sense.

Thank you

Mynd44 lalasticlala fp please

1) Nigerians can unite and stand together.
It didn't matter whether you were rich, poor, middle-class, from the North, or South, every Nigerian was angry and worried for the welfare of our brothers over there. There was genuine concern and hurt and Nigerians were filled with the need to react. Of course we still had the odd elements; criminal opportunists and the unbothered but the greater majority were concerned.

2) It is far easier to criticize those in power
This present administration has lots of critics, myself included. And if there's another thing these past couple of days has shown Nigerians, it's that most of the critics are actually good at pointing out the numerous errors of the government, (and at times possible solutions) but when push comes to shove, they'll most likely turn out to be hypocrites, voicing out for their personal or political gain. These set of people are the biggest hypocrites of all.

3)The outside world doesn't care for us.... not really.
Nigerians are always good at jumping on international hashtags, you'll see #prayforthis #istandwiththat almost immediately any tragic event happens in any part of the world. But in the past couple of days no one made mention to the black on black crime going on in South Africa. Apart from aljazeera which had a clip of the attack circulating on Twitter, the other news I saw focused on the reprisal lootings. There was no statement, no post from anyone else condemning the attack, political figure or celebrity.
I don't want to start citing examples but I hope our people are taking notes.

4) When pressed, our Government will come through. We all saw what happened, the presidency was serving us the usual lackadaisical attitude at first. But after pressure from all sides, took the first step by withdrawing from the Summit and recalling the Ambassador to S/A, the question/argument that they could have done better by suspending all diplomatic and economic times with S/A still remains, but we have to still acknowledge the step they took. I don't rate their social media reactions but it doesn't hurt either.

The only problem is that our Government is used to taking us for granted. But I'm pretty sure within themselves they were shocked at the uproar and they're thinking, "what if these people start asking the right questions together?"


5) Lastly, what every Nigerian youth should have at the back of his mind is this; together we have a louder voice. If we can come together then we will achieve greatness as a Nation. Nigeria is a country of staggering potential, and deep human resources. When we are scattered, our voices are nothing but a distant echo. However when we come together they must hear the giant roar, starting with the Government. We need to really start to hold them accountable for their actions and responsibilities. With our resources we should be able to at least boast of the most basic requirements like good roads and stable light. I will like to implore celebrities like Burna Boy, Davido and Wizkid. These artists have shown genuine love for Nigeria in the past and recently and they wield considerable influence over the Nigerian youth. Imagine organizing a Nation wide protest(peaceful of course) stretching for weeks all over Nigerian states, with our artists performing and singing about the situation. The youths will turn up for sure, enormous crowds and placards...both the people who genuinely want change and even those only attracted by the star appearances. Why is it only every four years we have rallies in Nigeria, with brooms and umbrellas? It's time we wield placards instead and demand our rights as citizens.

God Bless Nigeria!

©Absoul

Page 911...

To be sincere i got no bars to dispatch
But i just got patched through, a call from dispatch
A 10-4 cos nigas getting smoked in this parts
I'm a sole unit, see S I clean up the crime scene and sift through the parts

Cos its concerning,
when the gun talk is always certain
And the disco setting
Gets disconcerting
souled out to get sold out in this concert thing?

Nope! But you'll never say Soul was caught unready

I mean..

We never play final, we dey spray this confetti �

Call me

the football Nascodemus, I build from the back,
even if my midfield still matic, i got my tactics on track,
Like a race event but you know black don't crack.
Nike air when I'm on air, I'm fly on the track.
I tear faces off the face of your whole house, Arya Stark when we face off
Sinister flow, I shine in the dark

Wild like Nat geo, navigating from the streams
do the death roll like i got alligator in my genes
Bars are oars in this death row, Ain't any gator in my jeans
I'm the middle child don't mistake me for newbies
Fake J.Coles dead flows like veggies
The north remembers when you see the aboki in my genes

Who remembers the dismembered Members?
Fluxmind met paayne last two years December
Went ghost with no host, got schooled by the provost
Of my school of thought, screwed off thots
Lyrics never stale, tho Soul no be today bread, that's wassup.

nastynic:
dope

welcome back

Tnx braah

I Call it identity crisis...

They said the money is the bread so I've been counting all the slices
From festac to agege, been hustling for the bread
The ones wey fresh like agege
But those ones no dey get slices?

They having identity crisis..

Is it too much sauce or stew or too much spices?
But wait, wettin we find for kitchen in the first place?
Na this kain trips wey dey make man dey sigh since..

My people see identity crisis..

But bross come first, why you con dey lie since?
Since 2015 you dissappear like magic trick
Now you turn up like leap year, cos of 2019?

This must be Identity crisis..

Apparently I'm virgo, but acting like Pisces
Put my phone in airplane mode, now a nigga feeling fly since
Vacay in the clouds, no worries i got my visine
Feel free to judge me, its not your sin, it's my sin

See me see Identity crisis.. how come i still dey sober
When i don dey high since
What is left from right
What if we left the right thing?
Food for thought for a minute
There's a conflict and you know it

I call it identity crisis..

We're easily swayed by every trend
Sewing coats with twitter treads
Empty barrels in shallow waters, the friends, the foes the fiends
But any second, the story fit end

On a cruising level,
With witty girls and dope, the real scenario
Three 69's like ray mysterio
I'm a cunning linguist
A sly fox with the words
So watch your mouth to hear what I say cos I'm coming with verbs
Thoughts overspill, thinking outside the box
Ringing bells like Quassimodo I'm back on different hunches and vibes

I got 19 for my soul but my niggaz call me k.jonez and that right there is my own identity crisis..

I burn out this jester's fuse
Feeling like the next Tom Cruise
Till Ethan Hunts this prey on foot
Head shot, to the closed circuit of Testerfuze!

killsmith:
Nigerians don't know music. How many Nigerians can identity music keys and notes? How many of them know the meaning of quaver, semiquaver?

Look at an idiot up there calling falz an intellectual.

So, if I mention complex lyricists like ab soul, talib kweli or pharaohe monche who make conscious musics as intellectuals, one idiot will call falz an intellectual.

Falz wey him best song, Mr soldier, no get any single sense.

Soul47:
You just summed it up.

Let's keep appreciating what we have till better ones come up, while still stating facts as they are.

I heard AbSoul will drop an album this year...

Still waiting.

Plus BlackStar 2...

BlackStar 1 was out of this world, Kweli and Mos are legendary.

Nice one guys

Wyclef Jean ft Eve * Lose your love (L.O.V.E)