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The Bible says you should labour in the grace and not take it for granted |
Nigga shut the Bleep up! If you can't stand the flame You avoid the kitchen How you gon challenge the chef up here in hells kitchen And claim you lost your appetite I slaughter you amalekites Before I read your Miranda rights You looking for beef? Is that right.... Welcome to gala night Soul's vexed to Bleep you newborns like an ancient Latin rite I deduct your words and see a conscience? You in a wrong profession Dr words what nonsense Now I lost my patients Forgive me father, I'm about to sin, in advance, my confession I'm a psycho preying on doctors who delay my prescription There's no rule in here, nigga....no code of conduct So... Remain in your analytical mode Don't play no political role Doctor words, scribble clearer or stick to your hypocritical oath! #soulo |
nastynic:The nigga lost the will to spit ![]() |
Your bars may be sharp but all I can do is play dead Cos you ain't got the dragon breath to kill this undead Nigga you spit cold fire, boy you should retire But it's impossible, cos let's face it, you were never hired Now it's random call outs like a horný bitch back at Allen But when the professor zooms, you flash out, Barry Allen Like a lecture room, I dash "Marks"....agent 47 I profess your doom, this faggöt tripping.. avenge the fallen Now let's assume that you rock, and instead of Waltz it was Johnson A successor to the greatest ballers, switch the Dwayne before Wade But your baby steps disappoints, if "oil dey your head", its cussons Pls, keep your wackness in your family, screw around with your cousins Wtf? That's incest... Now instead of puffing your thin chest Why don't you get a skin test? Cos you would never be spot on, and that is no grim jest Yet you bragging 'bout how you see saw like a swing set But you can't stand my fire power, not with your string vest So go back in limbo, this black box your soul can't absorb it Life is short I'm bagging Bilbo before the earth makes its orbit I bring terror to jews like a swastika I speak in Hebrews to Igloos at Antarctica You talk expensive shiit but I'm far steeper So you remain in my rear view like a car sticker But with no meaningful message Except a "baby on board" My colourful metaphors sodomise with metal force I touch down like delta force, paint you out of the crayon board You ain't got the balls to walk the plank and yet you came on board? Are you effing kidding me kid?? ![]() Now you getting fuckéd like the day one broad No homo nigga pause.... Here's a chance to break bread with celestials from heaven But it's a dance to the death when wade waltz's with the devil... #soulo |
JoeWendell:Lmao I talk am! You even added 4 extra months |
Bridges Of Lagos The view is the same under the bridges of Lagos Be it Oshodi, Obalende, Alakija or CMS The jostle of bodies, everyone in a hurry Yellow fevered traffic wardens, more interested in money Recharge card umbrellas, all littered about At night the bulbs come alive to illuminate their wares The bus park in the corner, not far from the Tout The speaker on the pole, announcing transport fares During the day, voices ring at the newspaper stand And at night the smoke rises from the suya spot Eagle eyed hustlers looking to take command Of a JJC, the perfect prey, another creature caught The view is the same under the bridges of Lagos So keep a sharp eye, because this is Lagos.
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IAmSabrina:He really got in too deep |
ODE To The Greatest Villian Of All Time
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I was born and raised in minimum wage Quarter century gone, I'm becoming of age Who knew the young black boy would become a sage With red eyes, Grey beards and venomous rage (Grrrr!) They said I'll never walk alone but my liver pull Now my liver full like Jurgen klop But my blood is blue Cos I've been playing whots with cards of rophynol, now a nigga picking two...(go figure) If you wanna judge me, you better sue me You wanna catch me you' better pursue me No freebies for wanabis omoluabi's Smoke cannabis with 8th Avenue and Stan ma biz One question? Is life a journey or a tourney Cos I see knock out stages all around me And everyone is always in a hurry To nowhere or somewhere, Lone ranger on the path no kemosabee Got to get the pay For this life we dey No game plan we wing it, Memphis Depay When we ball V.A.R no get replay No photographs, a million times we do it again I plot your graph with a downward slope, You dey form giraffe when your neck see rope? I be sniper for the girls you want see scope, Photogenic com shots in the envelope, But leave story first.. Renew your mind never sell your soul 1 9 for the souloho With a fist a nigga rolling stones Resurrection of my fucking goals French inhale and blow Em O's Slow and steady with precision is my m.o |
JoeWendell:Fowl! you disappear now and pop out in December |
Happy Sunday fam, thanks for your comments! Cc: Obinnau Divepen pls unhide the last post by souloho19 and unban. Gracias |
Cc: Obinnau Pls unban souloho19 and unhide the last post. Jah bless! |
Mother Nature
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Ode To The Joker
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Mercenary Lover
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Dark Recesses Of The Mind
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Nicheey:> fuccking Nazi, your squad ain't your type take some real advice, and form a group with vanilla ice >new kid on the block bout to get smacked back to the boondocks (lickety split bar vs B. Rabbit first round) > on some real advice tho I like you, that's why I didn't wanna be the one you commot suicide to > I hate to do this, I'll love for this shiit to last so I'll take pictures of my rear end so you won't forget my ass > alls well that ends okay, so I'll end this shiit with a fucck you but have a nice day.(lotto bar vs b. Rabbit second round) Atleast get the lines straight bro ![]() |
These niggas be mumble rapping on script Mumbo jumbo and shiit I rolled my jumbo but your punches still ain't packing no heat Hold on a minute lemme take another drag of this hit {inhale, exhale} Nah...you niggas still ain't shiit I spent days scouring pages of them OGs and vets Retired goons with battle scars, strapped with bullet proof vests There are dogs and there are Dawgs and of course the rejects Extreme rap, no safe removal whenever I eject Let it be known on this day I took siddog to the vet But.. Can't lie the temperature dropped in here, subzero Y'all mortals in combat till your data plan's sub zero Life's a bitch giving me the cold shoulder like frozone I'm Mr incredible reloaded stuck in the friend zone throwing tantrums past markers all the way to the end zone Line backers get floored on the script this right here's a dead zone So turn your back on my lines and take the risk alone My berreta shoot movie clips, your demise will be viewed at ozone I heard rap is dead, there's about to be a resurrection Signs and wonders starting from this very section Sometimes I read my old sshit and my delivery like C section But that don't stop me from going hard like an erection Are y'all rappers or boy bands cos you going in one direction A show of hands if you're dope ✋ inconclusive election I like punches that make my jaw sag Witty lines that make me think hard Get me lost in thought, running into walls I never knew I had Sick flows that bugs bunnies 'wassup doc' here's your carrot Clemenza with these lines choke you dead like a garrot Raise the odds in this gamble, life and death I play with tarrots Abstract flows not for the lazy mind but real thinkers But variety is life's spice so I don't begrudge you rappers And if I snap my fingers it ain't because I'm feeling your flow It's either I'm stoned or I got the gauntlet with all six stones I'm bringing balance |
GOOD INTENTIONS We had good intentions but bad motivations So instead they pointed the semiauto to my Nation. One of the finest lady but no strong foundation So we try to cover the flaws with a little foundation. Government by the people for the people, what people? But how did we get here? I self reflect.... I'll start with Abacha cause that's where my memory takes root Rayban Abacha, If you mess with our military you wouldn't like the gas. Cause in terms of strength we were strong no doubt But in human living was there any doubt, The people were afraid cause the men were known to load guns Whispers between us as to what goes on behind closed doors. Still I'd say it was a relief to tell the truth When he pulled an Adam and bit the forbidden fruit. In came Obasonjo the baba himself We said to ourselves 'let's test this democracy sef' Out went the uniform In came the agbada. 'Baba Ibeji' would go on to erect infrastructures But below the surface we were lacking the structure Τhe leaders that govern us our reps and senators; Greedily scheming, and piling cash While our problems be brewing and piling fast. 8 years gone in a painful slow flash, In came Yar'adua Yar'dua, my mind is always full of what ifs.. What if he never fell sick and had more time? But a year was all he would get, quite a short time In office.. Τhe 'vice' Goodluck stepped into the office And we all thought; Goodluck might bring us luck But he had too much 'patience' when he came to work He had good intentions but lacked the steely resolve to refuse to bend to the powers that be. So subsidy opened the flood gates and it never stopped pouring. Terrorism intensified and caused more weeping, Gulliver of Africa but the giant is sleeping During those six years we drew closer to red lines With newspapers always having strange headlines The people rallied up, said its time for change Three years later and all the money is change. Mr president, you got good intentions But the fight with corruption is an unending battle Three years gone and now every one is fighting. The youths are getting desperate, morals are reducing Its a jungle out here and we steadily bruising.. All my life I been hearing vision 20/20 But can't see no optician This cornea is plenty deadly but its time to rectify Cause except it rains holy water we can't be sanctified? But why is it that when the North is pacified, the South is dissatisfied Like there is no middle ground Even our middle belt is unbuckled Who's ready to fight to the end? Raise a fist with bleeding knuckles.. Corruption motivates us so all I see is good intentions and bad motivations. But dedicate yourself to selfless deeds All it takes is a small spark to spread the wild fire We've been pierced by thorns, a late bloomer a wild flower When they try to bury our voice we germinate like a seed Cause its time we use good motivations to fulfill the good intentions.. ~soul~
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Earthbound:When things get hard to swallow just take a bottle of moscato... |

