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Oahray:
I see dem, I hide.
I wan run but no ride.
Na today I go learn my lesson,
Because these people fit kee person.

See as dem dey flow, dey fire
Like river wey don swallow rain tire
Wey drown one million words, two, three...
Na so dia matter dey always be.

The men and women wey dey run things
Abeg try pardon una boy sins.
Sometimes e dey try be like una
But the distance just too far.

I gbadun this place no be small
And I gbadun una pen wey tall.
Abeg pick up una chalk and cane,
Ray go like learn again.

correct rhyme-guy
warn fayasta, and her brown fiery guy
and your friend donifez, he knows not what he sneers.

sonOfLucifer:
An alliance between a doctor and a king, Martin Luther...
First blood drawn, no qualms, I'm the Rambokiller

You'd need another Jesus to deliver you
from this virtual whooping I'm handing to you two
Wanna Bleep with the sonoflucifer, not cool
I hurt like a new tattoo..

and yes, the marks will stay
666, on hands and face
I-wreck you like Saddam Hussein,
Now you've unleashed the demon of Hades

I'm gonna put your stars out, no horoscope
Down the King goes, strangled with the Doctor's stethoscope

His corpse is what his blog's not, FRESH...
My demons devour his bones and flesh...
Your eyes and balls, they lick then belch..
Then I resurrect you, so we start afresh

I spit on your crown then make you a gown and take you around
heaven's streets of gold, my flows too cold, I do breastrokes
in the lake of fire...God peeps behind his throne

Heaven's reject, Hell's Own.
Test me, Get owned.

Now my eyes burn with fire
And my words become power

What is this?
From whence cometh this blasphemous beast?
No doubt from the bottomless pit
And there it shall be vanquished to sit in chains of darkness

I leave you to King
By the time he's done you'll need new things
like new fangs and a new pair of wings.

HARDDON:
How cud one be so strong
So vailed?

How cud one be so balled
So shallow

Behold he who slain d god of words
Here flowing in words
Dotting! Oh dabbing in words
Hahaha the cloud laughs


So strong a son
Here now
Take up same sword
slay d air u sip
Strike d earth u thread
Then shall d heavens aploud thee
For then shall thou leap on air
Thou super magnom

To school ur young igorant tools came I
Only worried, ur mind might cave in
N waste my ways
Yet still I'd try

We dance on this plain
No not human dance
To d rhyme of a distant time
we dance
Soul flow
Tru our Wet Quill
As we convert coarse canvass
To a mind blowing masterpiece


god of words is our core in this cave
Without whom u shoot bland, blank
Can think, can't drift, can't reel
U lose ur robe, ur glow
Angel reduced to mortal
Oh cast me not

Yes we sit within the heavens
Most times
Pull d clouds apart
sometimes
N decend losing quantum of photons
As we rhyme from our drunken state
All times

Snippet of our lives
D destiny of our soul
to school ur crude tools came I
Not until u bloom
The whoop wudnt stop



My quiet Quill

Does it not befit the slayer of the word king
to take his place in his seat as lord king?
Is the slayer of an idol
Not greater than same?
I was destined from the cradle
For this very fame.

Listen old lord
To my tales abroad
A child I still was when I came upon word god
I came upon your idol in the land of zod

I dissected his innards and spread them in zod's sky
And I became infected by his rhymes and learned to fly
To this day the clouds speak and ask why
they ask why i left them in the sky.

Word lord, word king,
I fly above your idol king.

Stand aside and watch me rain terror
What have you to show with your old ways of quiet tremor?

Stand aside old lord of steel
Stick to your quiet quill

Qaisar1:
Woah! I dey come

You better be ready
Or you will fall quickly

sonOfLucifer:
u're lean and toothless, you need LUCK,

To this, I say
Touché.
You pot- bellied lover of doughnut Friday.

Trying to sound all scary and tough,
We both know you're only fluffy and buff

KingEbukasBlog:
I've seen his post , Im annoyed and he had to pay
Not tomorrow or next but today today
You cant mock a King and try to run away
I rule , I'm King , my instructions he has to obey
Joshthefirst , I'm done tho , what do you have to say !

I say:
Tuale!
I salute you! King
Together we will make hell ring
With the song of Father's great ding.

Tuale King
I never knew you had even rhymes in your sling.
SonofLucifer is sure to feel your sting.

firestar:
An avalanche issa comin'
Josh, take that fufu to go oh!
And start running!

I always feel the battle joy
When I come up against a shield wall.








SonOfLucifer where you dey?
too scared to come out and play?

donifez:
Who I go call shey Na jigs
Make him come drop him sig
You go see flow, I swear you go sick
He dey score goals, strictly scissors kick

Abi make I call qaisar
He go garnish this thread with geisha
Abduct the fans with pleasure ,
He go land When him get leisure

Abi make I call emaculate
No try am ooh, I swear you go late
He go ride for your head with him skate
Take you back to time, the days of slate

Make I call yus
you go just lose
He go tie your neck with noose
Use you sing music, even feature snoop

Abi make I call olu
you go tire, nitori olorun
that guy dey high, no think say Na soda
Them go conduct your deliverance for inside coza

Where them ray
just they run, fast and pray
If them catch you, Na 6feet you go lay
Plant untop you, fertile clay

I no dey diss,
I dey live in bliss,
no try me sha, Na death you go kiss
I fit dash you skills, I no dey lease.

I dey wait for your friends, where dem dey?
You wan dash me skills? lol, you don dey play?
If skills were bills, I for buy prado tey tey.

timpaker:
Joshthefirst,

Where in Pete's name have you been?

Lol. religion section, and now I am returned for your dissection.

We meet again paker, brown king, proud flying king.
You left me with wounds dealt by your flying wing.
You abandoned me to firestar, princesa
They banished me to realms devoid of tesla.

Times passed and I wandered in unknown lands
I fought and was plundered by unknown bands.
And I nursed my wounds and felt my throat become sand.
But I am strong, the stuff of legend, fathers mighty hand.

My pain became strong gain
For I conquered those flux realms
And I became the hair of the unicorn's mane
And I learned the secret of flight and fame.


Come at me again paker, fiery brown king
come, and let our word swords dance and sing.

HARDDON:
Oh god of words
Let me I pray thee
bear down this once
Drill some wills
Spill some spleens

Forgive his ignorance
But why?
School his tools
Fathers don't duel wit sons
I should bore drops in his balls
For crudes like this we lay waste
Crush craze, blood trail our wake
nonetheless, thy pool rule


My Quiet Quill

Look here is a fellow, an old Lord


It is quite hollow to pray to your god, old Lord.
For as a child I wandered in realms supreme
And I tackled and killed a legend god, an esteemed being,
your very word king, ended by my sting.

But I salute you ancient Lord
You once were a warrior king
but now you have old blood
your idol, killed by my sword swing.


Stand aside old man aegis
this is the era of new mages
Rest and watch as I deal heavy wages
To your fiery offspring who can't stand my word stages.

firestar:
I won't go there were I you
Which is so untrue:
I'm me, you're you

Excellent!

I believe this sumptuous short piece
Has led me to end my day in peace.

IsaacBuchi:
Are thou blind to see my rhymes

Sorry to hit you in my mimes

A man in love is never in crimes

But I must confess u guys are supreme

If only You knew your fate
Love with firestar is merely a bait
She is full of fire and bold and red in the face
I bid you goodnight, may your love not turn dead in the wake

HARDDON:
Late , deep into d night
I fight the dream, woke into real time
Stumbled into this, pickled my wine
but b4 I cud dance, slumped into trance


My Quiet Quill


Sight u Fstar

Ha here comes the dreamer
He forgets that this is nay a place for the singer or dancer
This is a place where your drunk dreams will be laid waste
With nightmares left in their wake.

Dream on dreamer
We go chop you like suya.

firestar:
Stand down Knave...
Lest you fall upon my blade.
Fiercely I fight.
Latent powers ignite.

Play nice
Sweet spice
Play foul
Hear growls.

You fight for your knight?
Then you both will fall
In the night by my blade you both will fall
And I will still stand tall
Goodnight.


Ha Firestar!
I feel your fire quenching.

IsaacBuchi:
Let me position myself behind my crush

Firestar, You melt me with your poems
Poems so steaming hot I lose my cognitive permit
Permit me to sip poems from your well
Well, I'll wait forever even in exile

What troll is this?
How dare you desecrate harmonious peace?

If you must confess your love so boldly,
Confess it in rhymes only.

firestar:
Na rhythm o...
Fiwere-firiri.
Naija o...
Gipiti no score goal.

Josh,
Check ya rhythm.
It sucks.

Drop that drug Apiclaus.

hmmmmmnnnnn firestar
you don taya fa?
Why you come dey tok ball?
Abi you wan break your fall?


Abeg which kind cheating be dis?
Why people no dey like my own things?
Abi na because I come una lands
Dey embarass una bands?

Sleep don dey knack me for ground.
If you no see me, just know I dey background
I go come back tomorrow ravage una land

Una no dey try for me
Na ajebo boy I be
I no dey speak too much pidgin
But I fit chop enough chicken


Donifez, you try small
But your rhymes go end with fall
I no wan hear story wey no concern me
Abi you think say na your amebo I be


It's good you're here
Its good you're loud and clear
Don't run away when your head is laid bare
And shown to be not good enough to sway my strong dare



Where your people dey
Call dem, all of them go pay.
All in this sect will feel the brunt of my word play

firestar:
He loves me...
He loves me not.
He dares she...
He fished Mom's pot.
Mom smacks him...
Im cough efritin comot.

It hates me...
It hates my guts
Who knows he
That stole my pots
That I may bang it
That ate my nuts
and hates my guts.

You ask me
Wetin I dey tok?
Na dog I go knack,
Na kolo dog I go bang with pot.
Recipe dey for shop
Calabar neighbor go chop.

firestar:
You and what army?
Mind yasef o.
Cos, area yapa.
Know ya limit...
Restless beings hover like Charlie.
Dis yua yarn I kno no
Before dem plank yu, gaskiya?
Oya, wordsmith blast it.

Me and what army?
I am my army.
My limits hover above the clouds of the mighty.

I challenge all the restless beings
I come as Goliath, to this sect of changelings.
To this sect that dance in literature, I challenge all your petty things
And this time, there is no david, to dull my sting.

Come one! Come all! Come and see the slaughter of Kings!

Arm yourself firestar. My rhymes are supreme.
Underestimating me will be the end of your starry theme.



Call all your friends to fall at my word sword.

Hey guys. Its time to show your stuff.

Princesa...I miss you, and I hope you see this and jump in when you come on.

Timpaker, hello old friend. Remember me?

Firestar. It is time.

Sonoflucifer.


Anyone who has rhymes dancing about all day in his/her head. Show us what you've got.


I wandered once into a happening thread
It was a dark dark place to tread,
But I was fearless and had no dread.
I sat down in this thread
And my ears heard words of death

And I saw a valiant woman engaging a bold brown flying king
The woman had firestar beside her sling
She assaulted the flying king and cut off one wing
The King fought back, he fell to the ground as he took her ring

I drew my sword and joined the fight
I called on all my warriors might
But I made a mistake that was almost my last
For this was a showy trap for me, a brave knight.
They all turned on me and gave assault with all their might
I beat back princesa, firestar weeping on her right. ( )
But brown king paker had me, for I had not the power of flight

Together they thought they bound me,
But years later here I am, strong as I can be.

I face the giants of old and more,
For a new threat has risen, one only seen in dark lore

SonofLucifer, the doughnut eater,
The pot bellied programmer, the story teller.

What new thing do you vomit from your vast middle?

I draw my sword with this. Come at me my friends, I will show you new trends.

You will hear my word blade sing its sweet song, Its sweet skald song.






Pidgin poems are allowed.