Welcome, Guest: Register On Nairaland / LOGIN! / Trending / Recent / NewStats: 3,152,410 members, 7,815,916 topics. Date: Thursday, 02 May 2024 at 08:56 PM |
Nairaland Forum / JigsawKillah's Profile / JigsawKillah's Posts
(1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (of 168 pages)
Rap Battles / Re: Flow For Rank by JigsawKillah(m): 5:04pm On Sep 28, 2018 |
Paayne: Ha! You're trying! 1 Like |
Rap Battles / Re: Flow For Rank by JigsawKillah(m): 7:23pm On Aug 15, 2018 |
I feel terrible, my decisions recently are messed up Made one and another one, it was bare luck I escaped with my life intact, police chased us I lost my nerve and fell, nah, a deliberate slump They thought I'd been hit, focused on my peers I lay still, I remember I told yall of my fears Of dying without accomplishing nothing And if I'd been clipped, I would like to go down busting I go round hustling, wrote rhymes that would keep a whole town jumping A life of poverty, hnm, it's no life cuzzy I've been on the ground before, it was bad If the apostles had been this poor, it'd get Jesus mad Load a shell in the shotgun, jack it, drop one I don't care the outcome, clap it, pop some It's a robbery, keep your sims, drop your phones Don't be too smart, a close shot will splash your bones Two Hilux outside, anti-robbery squad It wasn't fun but I'm acting, for the love Of the peace, that money brings And I'm hooked on the sound of listening, to the money sing I brought the piece around, I let that shotty speak Shots released, in response, I felt my body weak Jerked the shell off, loaded another, on my heels My men running too, give chance! Slugs coming through My sight is fading, I'm losing blood, I'm looking odd Shots rang in my mind, I guess that wasn't mine I turned one last time, and let the seeds fly My mind racing, it's not how to let the Jigs die They don't call me wise for nothing And as I ran, I kept my mind locked on something, I need to think I turned a corner, ditched the gun More shots and more screams, this is fun I ran like hell, almost blind now Thief! Rents the air, more bros wilding out I fell, woke up inside a room, it doesn't look like prison Not like purgatory either, I survived the clipping They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger But in the streets, you feel your life is longer I closed my eyes, and dreamt where to hit next Damn! The love of the green must surely means death Instead, of sitting back, and letting time tell I'm out to grab it with both hands, don't care if I fell Well, I'm out to live this life well Screw heaven! This life here is the right hell ©Jigs Lionheart 9 Likes 3 Shares |
Poems For Review / Re: Before I Self-destruct (hold Me Down) by JigsawKillah(m): 2:08pm On Jul 21, 2018 |
GRACEGLORY: is this still open? |
Poems For Review / Green, Red, Green by Jigsawkillah & Everestdebliu by JigsawKillah(m): 10:02pm On Jun 30, 2018 |
It's saddening how people just die And how people turn up to mourn I'm saddened by how life's a lie As innocent as a child of the corn Saying this June is cursed with deaths I feel bad for the innocent month I feel bad they blame the country next Doomed by her illustrious sons I feel bad many will tweet for retweets For likes, comments and shares I feel bad for those gnashing their teeth For the loss of family and friends A tanker blowing up is an accident But really? Can we not do better? Not the first time we've had these wrecks But do we learn? Never! Have we not learned nothing from Boko Haram? Weeds are best uprooted when they're small Have we not learned nothing from Rwanda? If this continues, we may forever fall But we go online and tweets and tweets Saying we oppose from our hiding places Too scared for protests across the streets Or go there to sample our smiling faces But I'm like you, aren't I? Hiding behind my pen But I alone can't fight I need you to hold my hand I need you to make a stand If we are to save at least anything At least we can wash our flag To white, from Green, Red, Green Prayers, an' more prayers has become our resort Yet, beneath the immaculate cloak of religion Hideous transgressors act without remorse Viciously tied to vanity, yet feigning Zion. How many more lies to be churned out, Before the truth finds the vessels of our hearts, Isn't religion becoming a piety tool for bout? Piling up fiery coals in hearts of hearths? Let's pray an' pray, but act, act, act and act again. Our conscience first must go sober an' reawakened, Numb fingers must try picking up some grains, It is a clarion call, that should be harkened. © Jigsawkillah © Everestdebliu 19 Likes 13 Shares |
Poems For Review / Weeping Quill by JigsawKillah(m): 10:46pm On May 16, 2018 |
I know they say real men don't cry So I let my quill do the weeping Good Lord! I'm an adult now Every mistake, is my fault now Expectations, when I fall down Is at an all high, I am all now But I can't handle it, the pressure I'm a dad but to dads I can't measure All I had, all I wanted was pleasure Instead I got blessed with a treasure Can't even buy my boy the finest things Timbaland boots and designer jeans Fila cardigans and dark lenses My failure downs my smart senses Can't even get a job that pays No time to take him to plays It's not like I don't make time I spend all my time to make dime I pay attention, I stay woke Yet I'm still foolish and broke Poor people are not wise My coats are oversized If someone had asked me What'd you do for your son I'd say I'd do any I'm tasked with Feed and raise him, but I can't do none I can't even think of to die I can't even think of to lie I know all I can do is try Reason I can't even cry Reason my quill is weeping What a failure I am Not tears but blood it's dripping Dad, what does it takes to be a man? © Ovedje Jeffery Jigs' 10 Likes 9 Shares |
Rap Battles / Re: Flow For Rank by JigsawKillah(m): 10:42pm On Apr 07, 2018 |
I remember you, from the pools house, what's up man Blowing trees, I'd listen to your gun talks, man I would sit back, picturing a bust up, man Wanted to be like you, I know, it's bleeped up, man But the gun talks then, shit, got me obsessed Masonians, and awka made, walk with no stress With a sideboy in your jacket, I touched it once You didn't know, you were snoring, sprawled on a bench Years later, I'm all grown, and you've been dead since You'll probably be in heaven or hell, if they exist But listen man, I tried to follow your path And the result; a few friends filled with hollows, all that Dreams I had of being like you, died with them I was this close to dying with them, I ride with them Show me your friends, see I really spent time with them Did crimes with them, went out snatching dimes with them But live by the gun, die by the gun, it's street like that I wonder how you lived like that, you were like "me, I'm strapped" Flaunting your tools in front of this kid, changed my life Coupled with the violence in the street, all the days alike When I heard you got killed, my mind told me You weren't smart, you didn't ride with the right homies You probably went with a local gun, to fight police And you didn't plan, you didn't even take your time to see The best way to hit the target, I was a teen Young and dumb, and when I heard come along From a friend, we had no gun to rob But he had a dagger, and we got off un-stung It was the first, I felt immune to failures Impeccable plans, coupled with some stupid prayers Then niggas started dying, 4 out of 6 In just one mission, next took more out the clique I saw it then, the signs, telling me to quit I felt life begging me to see, every piece of it No man holds the key to his existence I tried to tell the other nigga left, he felt indifferent He got nabbed with some others, some came back Some said he got fired, some said he just laid back Waiting for his case which was never judged, I don't know But here I am, starving, for all my troubles All the money gone now, I never spent wisely Who would wanna employ a gent like me? Would've resumed, but my head's not right, can't get back at it Tales of an ex robber, and a current crack addict @Jigs 6 Likes 3 Shares |
Rap Battles / Re: Flow For Rank by JigsawKillah(m): 10:29am On Apr 03, 2018 |
Which kind dope people full here sef? Na wa o |
European Football (EPL, UEFA, La Liga) / Re: Official Chelsea Fan Thread: Champions Of Europe 2021 by JigsawKillah(m): 8:24am On Apr 03, 2018 |
Nihilstjnr: ������� I'll whoop you silly. |
Pets / Re: Dog Saves Owner From Being Attacked In Her House (Video) by JigsawKillah(m): 8:06am On Apr 03, 2018 |
See dog o Make he wait until my Calabar buddies catch am 1 Like |
Nairaland / General / Re: Freaky Deaths, Bizarre Ways That People Have 'kicked The Bucket'(Photos) by JigsawKillah(m): 7:55am On Apr 03, 2018 |
daveP: Mbok |
Career / Re: Are There Second Class Lower Graduates In Multinational Oil Companies? by JigsawKillah(m): 7:29am On Apr 03, 2018 |
zoom24: The mad ones are still sleeping. When they come, you'll see comments and run. Meanwhile, if you have enough experience in the field, you'll get it. Otherwise, it's through community slots and backyard connections. 9 Likes 1 Share |
Poems For Review / Little Heart Of Mine by JigsawKillah(m): 8:31pm On Feb 28, 2018 |
To the little heart of mine I hope you're good To this little heart I rhyme To show you the truth Things are little hard at times To show you some good In this shitty life of mine I told you I'm hood Yet you respect it And I respect you I am reckless To all except you That's a lie I have always been an ass List of guys who treat you nice I'll always be the last To the little heart of mine I'll write you a song If you want to start a crime I'm riding along If you want to get a loot I'll find you a gun And if you ever have to shoot I'll do it, take the fall Through thick and thin Those calls, keep me woke Those annoying chats, hnm I'll fume till I choke Felt like I've had enough I'll start dissing you And as soon as you're off I'll start missing you To the little heart of mine I love you loads To the little heart I write A poem I wrote You don't know me And the other side of me But you're homie I will ride or die for thee On your wedding day I'll talk to your man And I'll tell him say Don't force up my hand Never make her frown Always make her smile Else I'll take you down That will only take a while To the little heart of mine I'm out of words For the little heart divine And out this world Life's a simple, hard design You outshines all To my good friend DJay To you I write this all ©Jigs 6 Likes 3 Shares |
Poems For Review / Re: "When Hunger Becomes Prayer" - A Poem By Precious Arinze by JigsawKillah(m): 5:36pm On Feb 18, 2018 |
YemiDaVinci: And if there be no water We will swallow the sea �������� |
Poems For Review / Re: Unfair! by JigsawKillah(m): 11:30pm On Feb 03, 2018 |
Pdizzle: Gold then, even better now! |
Poems For Review / Re: Unfair! by JigsawKillah(m): 11:29pm On Feb 03, 2018 |
merit12: Hello, Auntie DJ. |
Poems For Review / Re: Lost To The Hustle by JigsawKillah(m): 9:04pm On Feb 01, 2018 |
cisse7575: Wow! You'll be mentioned in our prayers, Sir. Stay safe, Boss. 1 Like |
Travel / Re: Father Christmas Controlling Traffic In Warri by JigsawKillah(m): 12:24am On Dec 20, 2017 |
llaykorn: This one cannur happen for my side of town na |
Poems For Review / Lost To The Hustle by JigsawKillah(m): 9:18pm On Dec 16, 2017 |
Daddy collects hundred naira from buses Then he sends half to his bosses From there he'll feed his three kids His wife, parents, and a few siblings Passengers would hurl curses at him They don't even know him from Adam 'Agbero! Go fine work! You lazy fool!' But truthfully, he is good with tools A certificate holder and a mechanic To survive, he'd learnt other techniques But where is the cash to begin with? Did you forget a man's got to eat? He could steal but he's got a conscience So he ended here, after no success At night, he smokes and drinks He's scared of his thoughts, he thinks Tragedy struck, one morning As he was rushing, to hustle something A car lost its brakes and dad it brushed, oh That's a father lost to the hustle Mommy sold tomatoes at the market At Effurun, where things are harshest She makes very little from the business Spending more than half paying tickets Else these thugs would seize her goods Or throw it away so she would lose 'I go pack your load, touch me you die If you nor pay, no market, if you like cry From here we go settle Oga, see craze We con market con look your face?' But still, she and daddy fed the home And at night, she never felt alone Then daddy died and her world fell Instantly her brains stopped, farewell Instant insanity wouldn't let her grieve Daddy's family wouldn't let her breathe "Winch! Winch! You kill awa broda!!!" Business fell, she couldn't fund another Chained to a bed of sorrows and troubles That's a mother lost to the hustle Sunday pushes barrow to make ends meet For himself and two sisters in a hard street Light fingered, got caught once, got beaten And he had learnt to win from the defeat A lucky chap with whot, poker and virtual But very greedy fellas, are what we are He still dodges into stores, to steal phones He fancies himself rolling with the big bro's One called him, said 'you dey dull guy You dey tiff area tiff and you get mind die Follow men dey, we go carry you go line When we come back, you go over fine We go dey ball for club after we take dem You go get iPhone, golds, drink black label And you go still buy lappie, form G-boy Everybody go know you for the streets, boy' So he got a local gun, and went to line SARS met him, a shot blacked his mind He was a seventeen years old boy, though That's a brother lost to the hustle Little Ufouma is fifteen and prostituting Sunday hits her but wasn't always looking When he died, sister got the eldest mantle To feed her sister, she'd to win this battle From airport junction to solidas, to pecon Everyone knew her, even had a girls' squad Then she met an Esan girl with links to Italy And she disappeared to child's trafficking Oh, dearie! Never to be heard from again And little Blessing was 13, and in pain No school, no parent, no relative And she would get touched to feed Sells pure water by day, abused by night No one could be more unlucky in this life She felt the right to do as she please, ah One day, we found her floating in the river Screwed communities, and wicked families We blame others, we're our own enemies And we misbehave and blame the bustle But everyday, we're losing people to the hustle ©Jigs 6 Likes 3 Shares |
Poems For Review / Re: Before I Self Destruct (psycho) by JigsawKillah(m): 8:16am On Nov 22, 2017 |
SalomonKane: Haha Always there for a brother, aren't ya? |
Poems For Review / Before I Self Destruct (psycho) by JigsawKillah(m): 2:32pm On Oct 28, 2017 |
Immune to the pains of heartbreak; I prided myself Weed would take it all away, I lied to myself My emotions drown me in waves, I'm crying for help I died and was reborn: a psycho you'd create Went on a heartbreaking spree, never felt remorse Till it became more of an habit, then I fell in love Couldn't tell her how I feel, fear I'd treat her worse I am an emotionless robot, a psycho you'd made Early morning sex, that's a nice day Heavy drugs we wrecks, sticking my vein Then we clubbing next, every Friday Look at how I become, the psycho you'd craved Never been this angry in ages, I sought out to rob Hanging with the meanest faces, so I could feel among Wasted and making people wasted, I don't feel it's wrong As I wear this balaclava, I hope the psycho would fade I picture the one I love, I am unworthy of her I stay frowning like a job; her strength is her smile I'm a destructive meteor; she radiates as a star If you ever read this, I'm a psycho you'd changed ©Jigs 38 Likes 5 Shares |
Poems For Review / Before I Self Destruct (Get Up) by JigsawKillah(m): 5:14pm On Oct 19, 2017 |
Lengthiest poem I ever wrote It's not deep, it's just dope It's just thick, like my smoke That's about to get me choked To my dying day, I'm close Still living the wrong life I chose Still living after the overdose Ignoring the threats my addictions pose Cute picture, I know I'm maybe God's character in a funny show Action packed, and with a tragic end Am I the protagonist? Hell no Lost friends to the hustle we did Made friends, it was the hustle we breathe Colleagues dying in tens It's intense, our hustle to live Carpenter's son, no I wasn't bluffing Only work was carving my peers coffins And every single night, the mac blares I stood, facing death with blank stares It could've been me being buried Patience saved me sometimes While some of my friends hurried Their mothers woke us with cries I'm rewriting for the umpteenth time Hoping every word comes out right Hoping I grow the will to live this life Hoping fear never wins this fight Get up Jigs, get up mi'jo You never wanted to look weak You never want this to look deep You're too wolf to be sheep Get up, Jigs! You're not the same child You've got in with wolves, and stayed mild Get up, Jigs! You're not dumb The overdose doesn't mean you're now numb Get up, Jigs! You wanna self destruct? Remember your son, every word you talked I think I'm failing him, without question I'm here OD-ing, your mom; she's out stressing Get up Jigs! Look in the mirror How many stronger peeps you know? Life's deeper than smoking weed And thicker than the smoke you blow Mentally unstable, me Always been unable to see Life from the views as a teen That were impressed on me Every morning I wake Self destruct, self destruct And all the time my hand shakes I get the means and couldn't get defunct Showing of weakness, that is your strength And it is probably my death 25 years, that is the length I fear death is out for its debt Get up Jigs, living is fun Stop romancing suicide Gasping for breath after a run You wonder what to do with life You remember the friends you lost To survive, the boundaries crossed You don't want that all in vain Your soul in hell would be pain Get up Jigs! You understand Tell me you wanna see your son Being raised by another man And you; forgotten, gone People are funny, they say talk to people But when you talk to people, they're evil And they get you in a position to really Be alive, while you're dying in self pity Get up Jigs, suicide is weak You really want to self destruct Take time out and think About the people you'd hurt Get up brother, get up sister The wisdom is not in giving up It's falling and getting back up Strength is falling and getting back up © Jigs 5 Likes 3 Shares |
Rap Battles / Re: Flow For Rank by JigsawKillah(m): 5:41pm On Oct 11, 2017 |
There's no redemption for this place. |
Poems For Review / Re: Before I Self Destruct (OK, You're Right) by JigsawKillah(m): 2:04am On Oct 03, 2017 |
purples25: Milady 1 Like |
Poems For Review / Re: Before I Self Destruct (OK, You're Right) by JigsawKillah(m): 6:21pm On Sep 29, 2017 |
jojothegreat: Merci. |
Poems For Review / Before I Self Destruct (OK, You're Right) by JigsawKillah(m): 4:30pm On Sep 27, 2017 |
Nothing good comes out of weed Nothing good you'd ever see You don't talk about tramadol It's profitable after all Why do y'all sell it in stores? Why do y'all sell it at all? Producing more hard drugs than immunization pills With more.sold in the North, so Jihad fanatics can get the drills? I think it is a chess piece That became King and forgot its place Or maybe it's still a tool And we are simply the fools Wrong news and facts they feed us Confusing Mohammed and Jesus I don't even know who is who But one thing is certain; hate Lu They hammer fables as facts, into our head We must stay confused, till we're dead Like they told me about school, ha They must have heard of Neymar Our future leaders, the youth Have turned scammers; truth Because scamming is a handiwork Our political leaders did theirs with words Cultism is bad, one I'd never be Senators do handshakes on TV Then you applaud it and say it's necessary For the politics game, is all dirt and scary I don't know what to believe now You talk with both sides of your mouth It's never my thing to argue like You disgust me but, okay you're right I loved the APC regime Until they chose rats to me I write, it's my curse to bear At night it's my voice I hear Sometimes I'm screaming for help Some nights I'm reaching for death My mental state stems from weed usage Never the turmoils I had faced Environmental pollution is our right But let's blame weed for our plight But never the policies that brought these truths And never the government; the root of these issues Blame me for reading the wrong books Never the teachers who taught us like crooks Sold us books, else they'd toil in vain Imagine all that work! Leaders don't pay Their kids going abroad to study in the end Then come back and continue the trend While my people steal ballot boxes So these leaders can rule again Recycled government; different parties, same faces Different budgets but the money's end, same places 99% of the wealth, in 1%'s pockets But let's focus on weed, so we can stop it Economy is so poor, every young brother With a little wealth, must be an armed robber I understand everything, like The government is always right ©Jigs 3 Likes 2 Shares |
European Football (EPL, UEFA, La Liga) / Re: Official Chelsea Fan Thread: Champions Of Europe 2021 by JigsawKillah(m): 5:54pm On Sep 23, 2017 |
European Football (EPL, UEFA, La Liga) / Re: Official Chelsea Fan Thread: Champions Of Europe 2021 by JigsawKillah(m): 5:50pm On Sep 23, 2017 |
Segadem: Was he ever alright? Dude has been useless from the onset! People are just blinded by his runs and funny dribbles. 2 Likes |
European Football (EPL, UEFA, La Liga) / Re: Official Chelsea Fan Thread: Champions Of Europe 2021 by JigsawKillah(m): 5:12pm On Sep 22, 2017 |
BlueAngel444: Willian and Pedro. 3-5-2. Hazard just behind the Headmaster. |
European Football (EPL, UEFA, La Liga) / Re: Official Chelsea Fan Thread: Champions Of Europe 2021 by JigsawKillah(m): 4:23pm On Sep 22, 2017 |
mathys: Those Russians are strong. I'm sure those ajebutter Manure fans won't dare. Liverpool fans are another story sha. The London boys are not there so it'll be easy to deal with it. 1 Like |
European Football (EPL, UEFA, La Liga) / Re: Official Chelsea Fan Thread: Champions Of Europe 2021 by JigsawKillah(m): 3:29pm On Sep 22, 2017 |
raumdeuter: Ancient of days As old as you are As old as you are YOU WILL NEVER CHANGE cunning motherfûcker!! |
European Football (EPL, UEFA, La Liga) / Re: Official Chelsea Fan Thread: Champions Of Europe 2021 by JigsawKillah(m): 3:22pm On Sep 22, 2017 |
raumdeuter: And that is your post! And what any sane person can deduce from that is: the settled team is the better team. |
European Football (EPL, UEFA, La Liga) / Re: Official Chelsea Fan Thread: Champions Of Europe 2021 by JigsawKillah(m): 3:15pm On Sep 22, 2017 |
raumdeuter: It is your idea, you cunning motherfûcker! raumdeuter: |
(1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (of 168 pages)
(Go Up)
Sections: politics (1) business autos (1) jobs (1) career education (1) romance computers phones travel sports fashion health religion celebs tv-movies music-radio literature webmasters programming techmarket Links: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) Nairaland - Copyright © 2005 - 2024 Oluwaseun Osewa. All rights reserved. See How To Advertise. 98 |