₦airaland Forum

year 2008
i seem to have lost focus, like a broken camera flash/
the pleasures of life are vanities that never last/
so why do i look to them for joy,
is it a ploy, foil
am i hard-boiled
i hate the man in the mirror, he looks like a gargoyle/
please God, is there any devil in me/
cos i am beginning to trust in my celebrity/
so much wickedness today exists
some cower at the thought, slit their wrists
the sin of suicides, only one thats God never forgives/

I once heard Kanye say Jesus Walks
i wish the pastors could confirm that Jesus Talks
I know HE lives in me
thank YOU for the times that YOU have forgiven me/
there ll never be enough smiles to conceal my grief/

Police wanna tap my lines like a violin/
am like a banana skin, giving all expense paid trips to my women friends/
Ice on my arm, thats just a slap on the wrist/
pull a playboy bunny out of my bowler hat,
that was my first magic trick/

TURN IT UP!!!!

More lethal than Popeye with the spinach,
Imagine if i bring out the cabbage, then ur finished
MCs been talking unintelligably like Truman Capote/
like Nick Nolte, i let the 22 colt spray/
have u walking backwards like Coldplay/

if u are looking for a cheap uni, i ll advise u to consider a uni outside London. try Uni of Warwick, or Uni of Hull
Accomodation is cheaper up North or in Scotland (apart from Edinburgh/Glasgow)

Pleasures for men- Estee Lauder
Ck Into U- Calvin Klein
Aqua Di Gio- Armani
Miracle- Lancome
CH- Herrera
Dark Blue- Hugo Boss
Energise- Hugo Boss

Guys leaving the labels on their suit sleeves- pls take it off. It doesnt matter if the suit is Armani or George by Asda
Girls putting a black border round their lipstick like Ini Edo and some of those Nollywood actresses
The Nollywood trend of wearing a tie that stops halfway on the torso
Those fake male long sleeve shirts with diagonal stripes and absolutely no fitting
Pulling the shirt collars over the suit collars like those 70s disco dancers from that John Travolta movie- Saturday night fever. That is sooo not cool
Pls Nollywood actors- leave the khaki coloured polyester suits alone too. The colour won on toney red shoes is not a good look
i could go on,

Mine are
Eazy E- (Real Compton City Geez)- dissing Dre and Snoop
The Game- 300 bars (dissing 50 Cent and G-unit)
DJ Quik- Dollars and Sense (dissing MC Eiht)

Michelle Branch & Carlos Santana- Game of Love

i was twirled in, refered to a whirlwind
Grew up in a whirlwind, dude on thorough gin
That's why as long as the world spin
That bentley with the engine and the trunk from Berlin, I'm curled in
Smirkin', seats is Sherling
Surely I'm sure, shit, shorty tell ya girlfriends
In traffic jammin' with pearl rims
It's magic, magician, I'm Merlin

Camron "So FREE"


See I was -- born in sewage, born to make bomb music
Flow tight like I was born Jewish
Used the streets as a conduit - I kept arms
38 longs inside my mom's Buick
At any given moment Shawn could lose it, be on the news
Iron cuffs - arms through it; or stuffed with embalmin fluid
Shit, I'm goin through it - mom dukes too
Tears streamin down her pretty face, she got her palms to it
My life is gettin too wild
I need to bring some sort kinda calm to it
Bout to lose it; voices screamin "Don't do it!"

Jay Z "This cant be life"


Now you can quote me on this
I bust my gun
Also quote me on this
I handle my biz
I knew it was my house when Run was sayin it was his
I aint lyin
Aint no cords or no steam in this iron
But it is a permanent press
Have these 38 shells spray starch your chest
Leave you stiff
Coroners make ashes of you
In rap I'm like God nigga forever above you
If I don't do it all I just dial my phone
And you get sprayed through your clothes like you put on cologne
If it's not violence or drugs I have nothing to spit
I be lyin if I talk some spiritual shit
Like Kirk Franklin and them
Y'all just aint me
I can't tell you about God but I can tell you about a key

Sheek Louch "You told me"



A lime to a lemon, my D.C. women,
bringin in to G-minumums to condos with elevators in them,
vehicles with telivision's in them,
watch they entoruage turn your's to just mirages,
disaperin acts, strictly nines and macs,
killers be sureal, Copperfeild material,
my dreams is vivid, work hard to live it,
any place I visit I got land there,
how can players stand there and say I sound like them,
hello,
push wigs and back and push six coup's that's yellow,
bust clips to expand some hand to elbow,
spray up your days in, any teller you win,
crack ?? to ?? is how I may be drivin,
of street sweepers beside the beamer wagon,
I rely on Bigs status, surely down if I die,
put that on my diamond bezil,
you're messin with the Devil,
why,

Notorious BIG "Cant stop the reign remix"


Spit a few at a traitor with that new AR
Try to kill me I'm the leader, that's coup d'etat
Streetsweepers in that Coupe all black
Bitches want my chipped tooth back
Steel mac, so my kufi never gets smacked

Nas "The N"


I don't give a Bleep
if I sold one or one million, but I think you should
Cause if I only sold one, then out comes the hood

Jay Z "Jigga my nigga"

So many of them. My favourites are

"I spit bars,
like i threw up Mars"
Jchubeta "Circa 96"

We push the hottest V's, peel fast
through the city, play Monopoly with real cash
Me and Biggie and the models be, sugar nase and did he ask?
And parotta be, somethin you cats got to see
And the watches be all types and shapes of stones
Bein broke is childish and I'm quite grown
Run up in the club with the ice on, me and Python
Scope the spot out, see somethin nice and I'm gone
You cats is home, screamin the fight's on
I'm in the fifteen hundred seats, watchin Ty-son
Same night, same fight
But one of us cats ain't playin right, I let you tell

Jay Z " I love the dough"

My crew puff lye, anyone test the Pun must die
Just give me one try -- 'Now you know you done bleeped up right?'
Hah, you ain't got no wins in my casa
Hit the basa, you ain't even in my clasa
I hate a actor that plays a rapper
I'm Terror Squad beta kappa everybody's favorite rapper
Grand imperial college material insane criminal
The same nigga who known to blow out your brain mineral
I reign subliminal inside your visual
Try to supply your physical with my spiritual side of this lyrical
I'll appear in your dreams, like Freddie do, no kidding you
Even if I stuttered I would still sh-sh-sh-shit on you
Soon as I chitter chatter you shitter shatter, I'm the kid
out of Bronx, that'll stomp you to death like it didn't matter

Big Pun "John Blaze"


Fake one, take one, no ultimatum face one
There's no escape from straight from the grain come the great one
My blade swung, decapitate your snake head
Slit your snake tongue make one false maneuver you a mystery
Unsolved, the mob that revolves automatically involved
musclebound sounds surround commercial thugs
Rock turtledove bowery suits
and purple gloves, me and you can have some fun
Make it a blast, you couldn't take the impact
with steel shoulderpads, blood for blood
Veteran, covered in mud, wounded in the midst of war
Still tradin slugs gettin major love
Way above you newcomers, I come thunderin
with the heat of two summers when I enter the zone
Move mountains with the presence alone before the words
rip through the microphone, chrome dipped lyrics
are known to split stone, you private eyes home in
but can't seem to clone

Inspector Deck "Tres Leches (Triboro Trilogy)"



Bleep you losers, while you fake jacks I makes maneuvers
like Hitler, sticking up (Jews) with German (lugers)
The Mr. Meth-Tical from Staten Isle
Will be back after this mess-age don't touch the dial
Rarely do you see an MC out for justice
Got my gun powder and my musket — blow!!
Melons get swellings, I paint mental pictures like Magellen
Half of my Clan's three deep felons
Niggas best protect they joints for Nine-Nickel
Man I stay on point like icicles
Now who wanna test Tical then touch Tical
All up in your motherfucking mouth
Head banger boogie
Catch me on tour with Al Doogie
Method Man roll too tight, you can pull me
Better take one and pass or that's that ass
Your vital statistics are low and falling fast
Johnny Blaze out to get loot like Johnny Cash
Play a game of Russian Roulette and have a blast

Method Man "Got my mind made up"


Well I come through with two packs
of the bomb prophalaks for protection
So my fucking sac won't collapse
Cause nowadays, shit's evading the x-rays
Sending young motherfuckers to an early grave
I wonder, if my terrifying tactics of torturing MC's
shows my heart's as cold as the tundra
Electrifying like thunder, I'm just too much
Rough and raw with that motherfucking poisonous touch

Kurupt "Got my mind made up"

Evil Dead 1
The Ring (very scary)
Darkness Falls
Blair Witch Project (first time i saw it)
Graduation Day

Nas- it was written
Nas- Stillmatic
2Pac- Me against the world
Ice Cube- Death Certificate
NWA- Efil4zaggin
Jay Z- Reasonable Doubt
A Tribe Called Quest- Midnight Marauders
AZ- Aziatic
Wu Tang Clan- Wu Tang Forever
Snoop Dogg- Doggystyle
Capone N Noreaga- War Report

Presently
Ghostface- Big Doe Rehab
Jay Z- American Gangster
Scarface- Made

Of all time
A tribe Called Quest- Midnight Marauders
Nas- It was written
Jay Z- Reasonable Doubt

Nas
AZ
Big Pun
Ghostface Killa
Jay Z
Scarface
Ice Cube
The LOX
Cypress Hill
Wu-Tang

Real M'f--king Gees by Eazy E

U2- city of blinding lights
Alien Ant Farm- movies
Alien Ant Farm- Stranded
Train- Hopeless
Train- if u change your mind
Train- Get to me
Michelle Branch- find your way back
Michelle Branch- where are you now
Incubus- Are you in
Creed- stand here with me
Creed- Dont stop dancing
Pat Monahan- Girlfriend
Bon Jovi- Captain Crash and the beauty queen from Mars
Vertical Horizon- Anything
Incubus- Meglomaniac
Lenny Kravitz- Dig in
No Doubt- sunday morning
Smashing Pumpkins- 1979
Foo Fighters- Monkey Wrench

u2- city of blinding lights

Yo Nextie

you are trying to sound hard like DMX/
if i catch u, i ll put u in a wheelchair like Professor X/

yo Nextbeat

This battle could get personal,
u aint built for beef, ur a herbivore,
And all ur lyrics are recycled, i heard em before/
and u aint spit nothin, homie u sound like The Corrs/

Man bust a nut in ur eyes, so u were blinded like Ray Charles/
only time u ever got play from a chick,
u had to pay thru Pay Pal/
Next,

Seen Bolajok,
i know its only 2 lines, but flows just come naturally.
besides North London respects me;

I am from where mag 45s and ARs echo/
u fight or cower like a dyke, those are the prison yard ethoes/
Get into a fist- fight, and get ur nose broke/
187, yeah thats was my postcode/
No delivery vans from Tescos/

Follow the rules? Homie, its obvious u follow dudes/
Its clear that those ryhmes are too good to be yours,
what else have u borrowed too/

Sharn, thats more like it . lets go:

Hunt fake rappers like u down, no time for trash talk /
Like Jason X, i am all masked up,
leave u like sweet potatoes, all mashed up/

Bolajok
u couldnt be intelligent even if u ate a whole pack of Smarties/
plus ur name sounds like ur a gay, am sure spunk pumps in ur arteries/

temper temper Sharn
why get so personal. i thought the forum was for rap battling
This shows that ur bereft of any intellect or initiative

Sharn, this shows ur quite shallow
have u never heard the phrase" i ll believe that when pigs fly"

wide open, thats how my guns will leave u/
ur like a pig with wings, so when u talk its hard to believe u/

what a laugh, u call urself the main thing/
u cant get play from chicks, ur hand has been ur only fling/

I do this rap shit for free,
give my takings to Charity/
am cool like Lupe, but once i spark hemp,
i transform in the recording booth like Clark Kent/
i put a red dot on u, ur now a marked man,
dead man walking like the movie Marked for Death
ur flows are cheap, like shoes from Barratts/
Thats a new hair-cut, what style do u call it/
its obvious u share the same barber with that Joleon Lescott kid/
to complete ur look, all u need to do now rub some palm-oil, shit!
I chop rocks on the blocks, call that kungfu hustle/
u cant face me, u like a pint glass at a bar, u have no bottle/

Nas- Mastermind
Notorious B.I.G- Sky is a limit
Seal- Fly Like an eagle
Nas- Street Dreamer
Tupac- Ambitions as a ryder

CK intoU is an ace perfume mate. Crave was alright as well but i think CKinto u is much better
I also like Hugo Boss perfumes as well- from Hugo, to Dark Blue to Energise which i must say has a fantastic smell

Call of Duty4 is awesome! I just finished it last week, and its a very good game for the Xbox. GRAW2 is also ok(Ghost Recon), its more of a stealth game though

Grease (best movie ever)
Usual Suspects
Life is Beautiful
Training Day
Donnie Brasco
Scarface
Carlito's Way
Boyz in tha Hood
Schindler's List
Goodfellas
American History X
Saving Private Ryan
The Prestige
The Last king of Scotland
Crash
Snatch
Trainspotting