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Ibime: And what makes you think that killsmith is worse than the guys you
mention there.

. . . . .cos i can beat him

Ibime: Certainly DJ and Sleak are not even close to
Killsmith.
Only Mikuz, Thunder and myself are on the same technical level as
killsmith.

uhm Chief Ibime. . .
i rili doubt these

dj5naira: Like the 21st alphabet.

lmao. . . . .motha'phucka

i feel lyk battling. . . . . .nt sure yet though.

dj5naira: You dare not.

humurous bastard!

mikuz: Ibimegitis don catch you . . .

lwkmh. . . . yeah! real-sickness

@Mikuz


culd accept dat. . .i wuldnt spit dat against u, or Ibime, or Sleak or ILLscriptz or DJ, or Thunder,or some other ninjas. . .

i should improve tho. . .aint giving up!

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@ThunderStorm

who u??

some nyc hyperbolical lines u got!

up fo a battle??

dj5naira: much love . . . even bitches French-Kisses this Prof. Feet!/

I bring goodluck to D-team . . . like im baseball pitcher . Joe Nathan/
Incredible Dr. Pol/ y'all pack of cards so jes a mouth blow can make u
Trum Pets/ fall down flat . . . like Walls of Jericho/
Now to Err-mark . . . that timid rat/ you could shiver at a convulsed
Jimmy Jatt/ but you won't find an ''Epileptic Dj'' . . . . that's a
beamin' fact!/
Still spittin' trash . sent me to the wheel Chair . . . now im Sitting
down!/
The Lame mule/ never stood up after he turned Tay Bulls . . . of cos it
knocked him down!/

dis is fatality to ermac!

it approaches. . .

mikuz: @ Sleakid Iceberg is ill . . . I rate him higher than some nuccas who are addicted to Nikki's waist . . .

my signature is bitten!

sleakid: mike and ibime you needa to criticaly examine the bolded lines..
Nice one son. Wtf

Sleak tnks nucca. . . .buh dis son aims to beat u KID! ;-)

ILLScripts: Berg is Good...I've always liked him! Cant 4get d 1st day we met...lwkmd!

nw Scriptz! u wouldnt wanna voice dat out. . .LOL

killsmith: Take no
offence if ur name is mentioned......jas a playful freestyle...

Dealing with multi-syllables and internal rhymes...

Now seriously


Does anyone "CHOOSE-TO-SPAR-WITH-THIS" DUDE-WITH-SPARTAN-SPITS?...I
think so not... sleakid,maestro,illscripts,e-iceberg,increda n em fellow
RAP-ROOKIES would wanna avoid a thorough ASS-WHOOPING.... Cos I'ma have
d LAD-LOOKING-SORE after my JABS-HOOK-HIS-JAW ....while "
Punching-his-navel"I aim to make em "forrking-disabled" with his neck
hanging out of the cage like a "horse-in-a-stable".....this'll prove to
everyone that none of these dudes shud be on "top-of-the-table".....like
"BAD-COOKING"......


YOU IMAGIN....first time I c/o sleak, he was like "another
ROOKIE?!DAMMIT....wen I made my first
MOVE,-HE-VANISHED....SOON-HE-PLANNED-WITH mynd to have the
NEWBIE-BANISHED...they prolly scared of me...cos I tend to leave a nigga
from d panic room with no ROOM-TO-PANIC..spitting is what I do
best..like a *magician*,they be cheering n clapping when I be
DOING-MA-TRICK(matric)...even if I say n decypher something like
"DUDE-IS-SPANISH,like silver(silva) he could electrify a mans city(man
city)",they WONT-STILL-GRAB-IT....dayum!!! "Ma bars going
overheads",call that GOOD-GYMNASTICS

I won't "spare" him.... I'd KEEP-TEARING-D-TYRE...................
cos in "ONE-ROUND,-i'm-SPLITTING-HIS-SPINE".....
WATCH-HOW-I-QUICKLY-DESIGN
COMPOUND-and-SYLLABLE-RHYMES
ONCE-I'M-done-SPITTING-EM-LINES,I'd have him
KNOCKED-OUT-in-MINIMAL-TIME.........so,before he asks for a "match"
....he must be fully " PREPARED-FOR-THE-FIRE".....

BE WARNED!!

Who's a rap rookie?/
show some respect coward, look, i slap bullies/
&hw culd Ibime say ure on fire when u slack? . . .U'z a flat boobbyy/
ur freestyle'l cost u a pattern diss/
and'll keep u in jury4ignorance so u'l hav ur fatal bliss/
weighed u on d scales,too light, so to balance it/
i'l post my lyrics online to 'rome' d world, nw dats a spartan spit/
u beef me,&say no offenceeven chemical elements wil concor ure a 'silly con' made/
verse ta preach falsehood,cz its true frm d bible Philemon said/
u plan a 'big war' but its a 'minimum wage'/
i aim to beat ninjas lyk Ibime,but u?4practice lyk ure sculpture/
so to try ur best,/u shud plan ahead/pre scribe lyk a doctor/
dis dude b banished/when i school his spanish/
i cook i garnish/my beef is ready. backhand? Cos i got to 'serve it'/
ure going no first leg so u get no last lap/
wen u wana run d streets,tryna form a fast chap/
jst knw no blasphemy, aint Jesus, bt i culd walk on water faster/
ur chic drives me gaga,/
when boning her she's a crazy ho/
dnt interfere nigga,cz nw i own dat poossy, it paining yo?/
gedit! i work hard on her,u dnt,its gotten into ur marrows, nw u a lazy bone/
when phocking ur boo/
i hear her say "uh/
am coming soon"/
i say ts ok baby, im loving u/
i'l wed her in space,so at once. . .we'l hav our honey moon/
i diss guyz/my lyrics lyk cloth are of costly design/
but i'm giving it to u as a freestyle/
refuse it? i'll blast ur witty guts on an alley and clone dat nigga. . .Streetwize/
in rap ure frail dear/
im d voice of d people u gat no say here/
so when i run d lengths and breadths of d streets knw am King of ur Area!!/

oNe!

ANODA ONE

#Ibime is an Inspiration#

Iceberg's d very lad fo dirty rap,once he claps he picks up a gat &busts a cap in a
chap, d glad then feels a gap in his lap,/ he'll hop, stop&drop, den
i nod,. . . a flop i popped!/

u hoping in war lucks/ approach me, i'l duck not/ bro d¤p3ness aint
sold, u cant get it in a drug store/

wit much force,/my solid clenching fists will b bashing ya liquid
drenching teeth/&b gashing ya forehead,/so lyk ya noggin is
established on folly u'l left b dumbfounded/

mistakes dnt go missing,cz am gud at finding a fault/& any boy dat
trys to 'outrun' me, i'l 'walk in' and wit a 22 as a lout stun him/
he's dying wit d gaunt/even wit his mob, i'l compress d
vehicle,&grind it to a halt/

ima Cat, wit lil' tactics, i kill preys dat feel big/lyk doling out d
2nd alphabet i donate punches of freebies/ im 'sick'; am 'popular' cz
dey screened me/drive dudes crazy lyk vehicles, i pull up, thry halt,
den they yell lyk screechy/buh em all cheap phocks, I'm expensive reason y arnd em i dnt feel free/

dnt get tricked d nerd/knws nuthing but to recite rhymes b4
sleeping&forms sick in bed/helping him knw wats happening around,
180degrees. . . .i'l tweak his neck/

he's d fagg in here/ admiring dudes butts when the sagg, he leers/ he's
tryna be faster bt since he gay, all he does is put his A$$ in gear/

my lyrics abound/ so about me the mimics surround/ even lyricists pay good attention to mi scriptz cz i gat a good english command/

Happy Easter Ninjas of NL

@Ibime
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there are some pick-ups frm ur lines dat i hav in my nxt drop on NL, i had it prepared b4 u dropped dis bomb u warcraft!. . .beware i dont bite!!

Ibime: .
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Boko Haram must be running a scam/ but I’ma take it nuclear . . . when I’m bombing the land/
cos I can radicalise free atoms. . . . with the touch of a hand!/

This nigga spit worthless/ while I deliver sick curses/
My hands are well designed to fit the descript purpose. . .
. . cos whether gripping triggers on big burners . . . . or digging ya chick’s cervix. . . my finger fit perfect!!!/


Listen you f@g/ I deliver a jab/ to cripple ya swag/
You rhyme funny. . . ironically. . . . nobody got the signal to laugh!/
while I’m spitting ridiculous raps/ with punches that split you in half/
so if you claim to be a 'player'. . . . I’ll run more lines around you. . . than two officials with flags!/


Nobody can outlast Bis/ I throw roundhouse kicks/ that make you bow down b!tch!/
So niggas raising their fist. . . .better ‘put both hands down’. . . like it’s ‘half-past six’!/
You clowns now sit/ and listen while I hand out tips/
I’m 'King of the Jungle'. . . so if you spitting ‘At Liens’. . . . you best be reciting Outkast sshit!!/


Any attempt by cheating frauds/ to defeat the boss/ will yield a bleeding corpse/
So any nigga beefing. . . .pause!. . . and seek legal clause. . . to recede from wars!/
Even Isaac Newton couldn’t fathom how I breach his laws/
cos even the slightest diss. . .will elicit a reaction. . . of unreasonable force!/
I burst your brain over a piece of paper. . . and read your thoughts/
Thats how I even odds/
And when I’m battling bandits/ I baffle mechanics. . .
cos soon as I unleash assault. . . any nigga speeding forth. . . will get easily brought. . . . to a screeching halt!!!/


Niggas know/ I don’t sound like any artist. . . . cos I don’t fit a role/
Even when rapping in broken English. . .my style can’t be pidgin holed!/
I drive brand new whips. . .and journey far/ having s@x in the backseat. . . ya girl working hard/
but isn't it ironic. . . how I fork tokunbo poossy. . . . in a virgin car!/


My verses chart/ cos every line is a work of art/
and when I grab mics. . . rappers release a nervous fart/
Comparing yourself to me. . . is like a Great White. . . to a Nursing Shark/
Kill you with volts of electricity. . . . now that’s a murder charge!!/


Niggas beefing my marriage/ cos me and my wife often breezing to Paris/
while they riding keke napep. . . and ain’t even embarrassed/
I’m a demon and savage/ leaving your speech grievously damaged/
Make your voice change octave. . . . by squeezing your larynx!/


Niggas plot on my crown/ wearing a tight frown/
while I do this leisurely. . . in my slippers and nightgown/
4 years on the throne, relaxed with a nice smile/
cos you can’t see me like ya eyebrows. . . cos I’m too high brow!/
You were hot for a minute. . . but couldn’t last five rounds/
while I still ‘live up’ to the hype. . . .after the hype ‘die down’!/


I rule y’all/ Who y’all?/
I’m Tiger Woods. . . .you David Duval!/
You can’t reach my throne. . .even my footstool too tall!/
This dude fall/ cos he too small/
I’m in that pink poossy daily. . . .this nigga suffer from blue balls!/
My whole crew ball. . . while the fans boo y’all/
I digest rappers like a crouton/ . . . chew y’all/ like a foodstall/
then mount the toilet seat. . . . do a 'Barca'. . . . and poo y’all!!/ (Puyol)


I got the strength of twenty atom bombs. . . like Roger Ramjet/
I’m a damn vet/ and you ain’t even rank yet/ you stank sket!/
You got slim chance. . . of making a fat cheque/
but you should see the cash that this man get/. . .whenever my hand stretch/
I make it rain with my assets/ ‘chopping money like a feast’. . . .una never even start yet/
cos when I ‘flood’ Zenith with my deposits. . . . they call it a ‘banquet’!!/ (bank wet)



oNe

u be DEVIL I SWEAR

FAST ONE

I like conjunctions, doesnt mean i wont hammer on 'butts'/ cos b4 ur prep for battle, i'l blast ur brains and batter ur guts/ so hw can u 'gather ur thoughts'?/
try ta run errands; d clusmy types/for a gorgeous man, so he pays d money right?/ responsive?,i'l run a dagger thru. Playin d cunny kind/ give him a helping hand, collect d cash,sure! Am at 'hommie's side'/
though i brng war, u dnt flatter wit/ dis master peace/ cz lyk u were a delicacy, on u i will scatter beef/
full and fit/ to ghost write for any; a spook ta script/ even em algebraists confess lyk raising2powers all i do is 'supercript'/
dem bois are fake, damn!/ ancient style dey got, lyk em ape men./ but 'glads tremble' wit wat i script they call me 'Shakespear'/
bunnies on his bed, yet dis 'dull' child,/ memorizes time prolly he tryna clock wise/must be d man with a mower, if we hear he's nw a turf guy/
u got no skills nor wits,/ so quickly&voilently wit lease from fists,/ i'l throw u a punch Mr Charlatan/ jst to get ur memories more hazy dan d environs in d harmattan/
wat nonsense! Wen dese 'heirs to d throne' would call me out unkempt/i would accept and groom dem properly, correct!/ den 1 would drop a silly wordplay, i'l smile&mumble ......'pun gent'

HAPPY-EASTER! beef keeps it going!

shout ta Ibime, Mikuz, Nosa, Illscriptz, Sleak and ma oda niggas!

i hav missed shiTT!!! ...ILLscriptz beefing mikuz! am i dreaming

nice lines so far frm both tho. . . .

Tztyphoon: on 2go!! ICEBERG, be tellin me abt Khim..!! He said 'Typhoon is she ur Crush/
Ah said 'No she's nt myn Bros!!/ cuz the only time, i cud touch her 'ttits' ... Is wen am hold a Brush!!!/-teeths

wat the heck! act mature! c'mon

sleakid: sickk

oshe baba sleaky!! 8-)

respect to ninjas!

Aint gay,buh Its been a long-tym/
dat i fought a battle& phocked-guys/
buh wen am arnd& i spit, all d ladies do are: LOL, HI/
em boys tryna b witty wit words&dese ones're easy to come-by/
ima boss, so dese chaps are microbes, would call one . . .'fun-guy'/
lyk handicaps yall d dumb-types/
am-a-bloke-to-pen-spit,and flaunt-lines/
and-a-d.ope-u'ld-feign-with ur blunt-rhymes/
ure nuts-guy/ if u think by pickin an alphabet, uve 'got-I'/
cos lyk presenting in pidgin a murd-prize/
all i can say. .u 'won'-die/
lyk those hanging nuts below, yall bollocks/
truth be told, lyk imbeciles, u were born-flops/
dats d rizn wat d ladies giv u in total is all-'gross'/
dese dudes ar being 'dickridden in d game' nw all dey do is phock-up/
my gun shots are humble, so the 'po'-light/
&my lines, got d 'halogen drive' hw my 'flow-rides'/
oh-my! 'KHIM is cool' wat-a-snow-WHYTE/
shes no virgin in d game buh-her-'flow-tight'/
'd.icks lyk smith got mouths to rant, no denial' so 4 KHIM, his c.ock crows-thrice/
she could cling to me d dough-guy/
no offence, u wanna knw-y?/
cz lyk sparring&getting blind, baby come to my d1ck and 'blow-ICE'/

¤still ICE-on-his-cool, fright-on-the-fools¤

killsmith: u dey run?....why y'all forming some kinda vet in
this section?....I was only going to show everyone how average u
are.....with this forced multies u just learnt, u're not even half of
me...#no-lie....

cheap-monk ranting!

sleaky sleaky!! ill shitt bruv

ILLScripts: Ice Berg mehn,I tot u said school has made u
rusty,..mehn,I feel ur creativity up dere,...keep it up bro!!

yh tnks mayne...felt lyk putting sumtin down, i guess d spirit neva leaves, once ure sick in d head

ILLScripts: mtcheeew,see,am a rapper,I dnt fancy makin enemies or trolling
around!..stop bitching,.u be Girl?....if u cnt Diss me,den instead of
Insulting each oda and acting lyk Kids,den get ma nick off ur
thumbs!...let Bold Cats punch me pls! Or did u see Sleakid and DJ insult
each oda?,na wa 4 sum peeps o!

hey ILLscripts, wtsup...let d boys be boys, d mehn are always mehn!

His blab bores us/nd he feels he's a warlord/cos prolly he thinks he's got some brought ups/ buh lyk its a 'no moaning during intercourse' Mikuz, is jst a dumb phock/

claims none's his 'match' dis very month/in d next two, we 'may' b kicking@d scary dolt/thrust 'dis ember' into him, so we would rejoice in d merry month/

faster dan speeding bullets, i'l hit dis nigga wit d boom pace/ama king in d game, so in woo ways/jst a cakes piece hw i'l outplay dis true ace/

i spew, nd 'thunders' applaud/
here is my 'reign', 'drizzle' is ah mock/ lyrical barrister, i'l give him 'counsel' just to get him annulled/

refurbishing calendars, hw i remove 'weak ones'/nice lines, fine rhymes; wat sleaks got/
&wen gravity's involved/ am d kind to fling a geek uncharged so he experiences a 'free fall'/

u are wack bro/ingest calories nd dream big u wont stil get to b lyk
'fat joe'/yea, am d spoilt-bbitch u dnt wanna phock-wit, cz lyk Olamide sang, ama 'bad hoe'/

my punches are nice sparring techniques/just my fists to ur chin, nd i'l dent teeths/ i culd give u ten free, all u nid do, hail me sparring 'dentist'/

in rap, am d mighty/i spit more than pregnant ladies, dis guy's sick/hw i beat up gents just in time, it gets a pet name. . . .'times nick'

#been around . . . . .spying!!!
shoutout to ILLscriptz, Sleak, and d braggat Mikuz

NL fams shoutout, leme quickly paste sumphin

His blab bores us/cos prolly he thinks he's got some brought ups/ buh lyk its a 'no moaning during intercourse' Mikuz, is jst a dumb phock/

claims none's his 'match' dis very month/in d next two, we 'may' b kicking@d scary dolt/thrust 'dis ember' into him, so we would rejoice in d merry month/

faster dan bullets, i'l hit dis nigga wit d boom pace/king in d game, so in woo ways, i'l outplay dis true ace/

i spew, nd 'thunders' applaud/
here is my 'reign', 'drizzle' is a mock/
lyrical barrister, i'l give him 'counsel' just to get him annulled/

refurbishing calendars, hw i remove 'weak ones'/nice lines, fine rhymes; wat sleaks got/
&wen gravity's involved/ am d kind fling a geek uncharged so he experiences a 'free fall'/

u are wack bro/ingest calories nd dream big u wont stil get to b lyk 'fat joe'/yea, am d spoilt-bbitch u dnt wanna phock-wit, cz lyk Olamide sang, ama 'bad hoe'/

my punches are nice sparring techniques/just my fists to ur chin, nd i'l dent teeths/all u nid do, hail me fisted 'dentist'/

in rap, am d mighty/i spit more than pregnant ladies, dis guy's sick/hw i beat up gents just in time, it gets a pet name. . . .'times nick'

#been around . . . . .spying!!!
shoutout to ILLscriptz, Sleak, and d braggat Mikuz

kyllah mc ...thnks mayne! ;-) ;-)


MIKUZ wadup??

¤ICEBERG VISITED¤

Vendor hia, if i fyt evry day, i'l be giving u daily-punches/
lyk auction prices are low u'l be gettin mainly-'morbid'/
no 'magic' in rap, yet dese numb-skulls lose in battle&b forming 'war-lucks', rili bad-ones/
mur-guns,then lyk photographers take hot-shots,/
&their 'shot' legs be takin 'long'-jumps/
hey boncoms,am general,so lyk left side buttons on ur phone, i want 'up-shuns'/
u 'fowls' listen, lyk football i could give 'freekicks' ..karate tins/
could say yall are lyk supporters prolly cold...'fan-artics'/
am body built plus no mary, so more to soccer hw i 'mark-dah-lean'/
ure 'bright?' u shud knw dat lyk mumbling words all i do is 'star-marring'/
i spit-hot, yea its free-shots, buh lyk entering ABC's u just encountered a 'real-boss'/
yall phuckin weak-balls, lyk door handles, am gud workin 'in-doors'/
buh come to d 'play grounds' with steel-swords all i can guarantee u... u'l 'see-sores'/