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booqee: ^^^mr and mrs, last time i checked d romance section still exist

meaning what?

[quote author=~vicky~]hello Mikuz [/quote]Switie

ThePrekky: Yea i'm d lord in rhymes/
If Ib say I dont drop in time/ den obvious ma last jab's on his mind/
. . its cos ma spit's undefined/. . & ma sh¡t surely grind/
but we kno Ibime 'charges his own pants'. . . to claim his 'undie-fined'!!/
so I suggest u 'fasten' now cos I'l rhyme for 40 days. . . & forty nights!/
haruna shyt. . . take a 'luk, man' & git phockin blind!/
cos you droppin shayt/ fulla sloppy writes/ all forced n' slime/
pls frikkin stop the rhymes!/
I suppose 'ex am' cos we already 'mock' his grind/
he a waste of 'spies' so schoolin him's like silly maids . . . .Im only burnin 'thyme'/
. . .on ma d¡ck, ya shawty wine/
& usin d monoflow as xcuse 2 trolley lines. . . .brings nothing fine!/
read ma lips. . .like a gud lasso. . .I sed its knottin fine!!!/
Ibime falls short wit time/ he'll get laundry dried/
he rich? But like buyin d left side of a boutique. . .he nt shoppin right!/
he'll be cropped behind/ crossed wit nines/ if he resort to mine/
like epidermis of desert or country pines/. . . I block his shine/
& that shockin rhyme. . . .is wat d 'cots' wil 'sine'/
Bleep! wats wrong wit ma cloggin mind?!/
sorry. . .I meant. .d courts will sign/
& if he tink his thoughts b prime/
. . . .ma 'concussion' rhymes/
will leave his 'brain in a maze'. . . & "con his mind"!/
I'm a god in my. ./
zone~ blessed wit thoughts refined/
. . .and @ the same phockin time. . . . cursed wit nines/
coupled wif drops divine!/
I train hard. . . Im 'tough bred'. . . un-levined!/
he claim PH. . . wen he's brought up in crime/
so if he wanna 'cement' hz name. . .writers 'block' is all dz bruv 'll find/
and if eva his retarded thoughts meet mine/
ma goring knives. . will hav his "brain thor". . . .faster dan Odin's-mind!!/
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#YouJustGotMono-servedBytch

nice. Guess you should work on your end rhymes.

bunmioguns: .
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ur love is really making me go gaga nowadays. .Here is a little poem for you



Comme le Soleil se lève à l'Est
Donc, l'aube naissante de mon amour commence
Comme le soleil se couche à l'Ouest
Je suis submergé par un désir ardent
Un désir verrouillé profondément à l'intérieur
Que l'on ne peut pas être caché plus

Il me tarde pour un doux baiser pour étancher ma soif
J'aspire à une seule touche d'appel d'offres pour durer toute une vie.

À la fin de tout ce que vous êtes mon désir le plus profond!

Je t'aime pas aujourd'hui ni demain, mais pour toujours!

hmmm

Finally we have the visuals for the Henessy Artistry Theme Song of 2012, directed by Clarence Peter.

http://tooxclusive.com/2012/08/17/video-naeto-c-x-m-i-bartender/

gboss4sure: Dem no only let you down but dem throw you away from a 11 Storey building

lwkmd

Ibime: Just seen Prekky take shots at the Lord of rhyme/
He spat boring lines/ that’s undefined/
. . . . now ponder mine/
You sure to find/ my verse wack. . .
. . . . if I tried to respond in kind!!!/


I’m undermined. . . like grey metals/
till I raise levels. . .
Raise devils/ from Hades level/
to break surface and encase Prekkles/ in great shackles!/
Run his Jetta off the road and break pedals/
Spray bezels/ from my 38 special. . .
and leave his face speckled/ with eight freckles!!/

He claim pace setter. . .. I Mo Farah this fake rebel/
I wait till his pace settles/ then overtake. . . and take medals!/


. . And my wife’s in great fettle/
if he ever tried to penetrate temples/ he'll break pencils!!/
. . . even if I tell her to play gentle!/
so this ain't a battle. . . he should try to make sexuál!/

Look. . .he claiming rápe levels/ but he’s a gáy who makes kettles!/
and drinks pomegranate tea. . .with fig dates and braised lentils!/
plus. . . I saw him at my wedding. . . he came to spray petals!/


Everytime a girl says hi. . . his face trembles/
but you might find him cruising a paid rental/ through gáy central!!!/


Every rhyme he displays gets booed by strange heckles/
His name temporal!/
PH, my main place. .. but my fame Federal!/
Bottomline. . . this fake pretzel/ ain't worth eight shekels!/

I decapitate vessels/ if Prekky try to play wrestle/
I'm the great General/ that aim pebbles/ and slay several. . .
Goliaths. . like King David from the place Bethel/

Battling me?. . . that game stressful/
I deformulate his ether. . . to methanesulfonate ethyl/
then use it to make methyl/
. . .by reducing his spirit level!!!/


I'm light years ahead. . . we don't keep the same schedule!!!/


Y'all shine like fake emeralds!/
. . but no matter your hate level. .
just admit my monoflow. . . is something that you rate special!/

Monoflow King. . . nothing more to say. . . debate settled!!!/







oNe

Prekky take heart.

A single = a song

[quote author=bashy_demy]Nice one OP


Who give Mikuz Mod? over my dead body[/quote]Na badbelle go kill you.

Ya words only show you dumb and bemused/
cos 'Splitting Image' is an idiom anyone can re-use/
In rap . . . Idioms . . . you free to write it/
The biting/ boarders on how you type it!/
Words worth . . . you know that bar/
only last march/ . . . I popped that . . . here in flow for rank/
Napolean bone apart/ how many rappers have used it?/
To claim I bite idioms shows how you lame and stúpid!/
How many netcees have you used 'plane' to rhyme/
M.I,Terry,OD and even mode nine!/
You brag as if you own English/
If you drop a word no one should use it/
Rap Wiz kept on debasing my verse/
Had to quote him . . . to put the baby in check/
Kept calling me wack/
When hes a big dummy in rap/
No doubt . . you dropped those two on time/
but you battling kids to show you sublime!/
Wize,D . . . you keep biting those brothers/ its plain you dont know your borders/
Storm, Xmen, Lay him in state . . . and a host of others!/
Too much weed . . . its obvious you high on it/
. . . Dj5naira? you even bite from!/
You boost ya power with their shine/
And claim you pay no attention to their lines/
Ibime you need to be put in prison/
Biting pairs with no cool reason/ thats a lyrical treason!/
Your level declined . . . told you to retire/
Saying you never reuse . . .when we all know you're a truthful liar!!/

Fùck you Prekky you got nothing to say/
. . . you'd only get ya self killed once I put my gunners in play/
The nigga got blazed the other time/
. . .only to come back here with watery lines/
Rap paid off . . . a lyrical millionaire/
If we ever missed the P . . . then its a reference to P[b]neumonia[/b]!/
Dont blame you cos you're still a starter/
. . . you cant take weeks to write one verse . . . and still call yourself a rapper!/


I clamp the gecko/ and fracture his ego/
Im who the social network 'feels' . . . Samuel eto'o/

Ya best pace/ is dropping a verse every 10 days/
Claiming you ill with 'puns' . . .only when they are sèx tapes/

Dont even get the sh¡t you writing/ you got me like "what the hell is he typing?"/
My lyrics and bars are the 'Banes' of ya rap career . . . Leighton/

Ya first verse . . . you cant repeat it/
. . . with your Tom Tom flow . . . my guy you really sweet![/b]

mikuz: Your raps cheap . .but I write like William . .cos my Words Worth!/

Ibime: but niggas know my words' worth . . . that’s why they coin ma phrase !/

Ibime keeps insisting on faulting my style/
When he keeps retouching my lines/
He always got something to bite/
I leave it raw and blunt . . . with nothing to hide/
. . . so what the hell is he accussing me for?/
knowing you popped a line a used before!/

Ya boys make me agree road?/
You left so many bullet in? . . . so many wordplays too bland to post/
Lay him in state . . . Dbr's line he slammed and stole/
You worry boys . . .plus other trash he wrote/
Oga you better start pushing coke . . .if you think the puns you draft be döpe!/

You talk about your wedding/ like no individual or person/
has ever matched such matrimonial setting/
You're a disaster to PH city . . . better watch ya spellings/
The woman you boast about . . . be who even taxi drivers bed in/
cos you're too ugly . . . give up and stop the repping/ the marriage left you flat broke . . . no story telling/
So market the dvds as well and get them selling!/


Just retire and stop rhyming here/
Lifting lines from Street and Dbr . . . you really the one biting pairs/
only seeing his face/ Irritates me . . .
he better retire and go back to his village/
. . . or I'll axe him in two . . . and give him a splitting image!/

My flame abrutly appear/ to end his dwindling career/
Pace with the speed of an Angel to . . . put Di nigga in Ma-rear!/

I'll be erasing his damn trace/ to have him facing his end days/
. . . so if he rakes in the first place/
I'll decapitate him in a path . . . the only way he'd be making a headway!/

He got no shame . . . the guys a fuçker/
claiming he got a base . . .when we know its only a binary number/

The crowd roar and exalt/ once I show on the spot/
You might be a seasoned vet . . .but Im 'above the salt'/
. . . so to cut the long story short/
Ya career should be over by now . . .
Cos you'll be left with no limbs if your 'gloves are off'!/

You are on a failed course abort the mission . . ./
. . . Ya rhymes fat? nigga you definately need an optician/
Got a pot of gold . . . I make the money burn/
plus my coins got an aroma . . .cos Im in a 'mint condition'!/

I rhyme for fans and you rhyme for gæys/
barber here so its ya time to fade/
Got the Honor . . you know this guy is Made/
The greatest . . . what my title says/
I come with a shine . .
That blind you fakes!/

Kennedy Okafor ▶ DA RAP GENIUS
RaP WiZaRd
in da build trow ya hands in da cellin
coz am abt to unleash da dragon.....
spiltin fire around......
trowng money around.....
givin it to u raw...hardcore. ....
i c many foes but ama kip goin.....
u can't stop me dnt even dream to.....
coz am stoppable...... .niggas ma spell is in-revokable
Apr 26 · Like · Follow Post

Rap Wiz !!
Dj5naira can do better than this!
Wack biter!!!

chocckidd: sky high see me only in peaks/pics(olympics)/

Sky high see me only in olympics/ you'll know the feeling/
It took you 7 days to drop that line . . . still your flow is 'week'/

We known from here to Europe and back/ Ph nigga . . .we no dey slack/
. . .cos we 'tour-well' . . . sotey dem think say we no dey baff!/

Scribbing illmatic dey like my profession/ pour raps like say na libation/
. . . Goad you with a locozade bottle . . . just to give a 'boost in the right direction'!/

Our cannons flare up/ to crack ya neighbours/
3G flow . . . . If you ever had an Edge over me . . . then you got a data network!/

We stunt heads/ like this was a fun thread/
Got me century of pick up lines . . . plus I drag a long d¡ck . . . that ya hon dread!/

Ya father/ if you think you're a better rapper/
. . . In FFR . . . we 'air-bars' like processed cassava!/

'nuff said

Plies - Bust it baby
If I wasn't married to the streets it would be you
Your lips would make you so cute

just liked the flow.

Jay Z - Numb/Encore
Who you know better than Hov, riddle me that
The rest of y'll know where Im lyrically at

Mumu psqua

ogugua88: Sounds like something Timaya would do. Reminiscent of his "Shake Your Bum".

It's alright.

Thank God say I no download am. I almost hit that link.

omar22: are we meant to print this and sing it at a talent show?

exactly.

Scrap for kids . . .

I spit best for real/ and scribe drug texts at will/
Its no doubt my flows connect . . . now chill as I flex my skills/

Its plain that/ what you'll spit is lame rap/
Draw to scale on my Xbox . . . now I gat a game plan/

Once I pop . . . you'll be the first to bleed/ so when I show face you heads should cease/
If you spot me coming to the media . . .expect a press release!/

I do this the bold way/ . . . I fear no gäy/
You could give Derek Dasafo a grip . . . and ya ish still wont hold Sway/

Your rhymes dumb/ a vaulting pole couldnt make him leap . . .
. . . but when he sniffs coke . . .he makes a high jump/

I blast this guy/ silencing peeps who past their prime/
Marine issues . . . watch when I'll wed . . . nigga thats a marry-time/

Men I got a life unlike y'll . . .

Rap wiz: Class Thangz

Dude
you Rapping in vein/
3hrs . . . Cracking your brain/
and yet u still Droppin wack/
clearly, ur talents Not in rap/
bleep the praise, and the hype u on/
cos truth is, mikuz too wack . . lyk gluttons/
dude aint fighting fair/
cos his comments of biting here/
is just his own way . . . of citing fear/
wants this flaming saint/
to pay him rent/
poor fella . . . just needs an avenue for claiming cents/
send goons to split his bone in half/
claim u the 'Lan-lord' . . .
. . . But nigga i 'own the cafe'!/

You drop a verse as weak as this . . . and still call me wack/ then claim you got forte in rap . . ? / kid you need to be given a scorching slap/
. . .cos You like Kanu in FFR . . . stamina is what you lack/

I wield daggers to de-face dudes/ so this fb nigga better clear before I pace through/
Stitch ya forehead to a brochure . . . and make you face book!/

Mikuz a real nigger/ your bars belong to the teams' feeder/
Our raps might 'look alike' . . . but you still wont 'seem-iller'/

This guys' weaker/ my lines bring him the ether/
Im racking gold . . . y'll got no medal . . . Team Nigeria!/

Phuck ya chick in ma bugatti/ cos ma styles flashy/
She stick to me and me to her. . . we belong together . . . Mariah Carey!/

My tonardo gets the brat parried away/
. . . direct a punch at me . . . and Ill burn ya palms . . . Ash wednesday!/

You forcing puns . . . 'Landlord' and 'lanlord' no be the same/
Unlettered Id¡ot . . . ya parents must be ashamed!/
Your flow? . . . a dreadful flop/
You lack flair . . . after one verse and your level dropped!/
You keep calling me lame . . . I wonder if you read the bars you type/
. . . cos you scribe something no better that what a chap in basic two class would write/
Im too wack like gluttons? . . . boy better know what you spit on/
. . . cos you got an agbero flow . . . with a woeful diction!/

My idioms and puns hard for you to comprehend/
So you call me wack . . . cos ya IQ's too low for what I pen!/

Ya last bars have shown what a kid you are/
Plus ya childish rants prove you's too weak to spar/

Ya mercury bar was rudely bitten/
. . . and Im sure same goes for all the metas you've written!/

Damn you and your generation . . . You shameless destitute/
And fork the miserable bästard who gave birth to you!!/


Ibis you know my raps sparkle applause/
So going back to back with ya . . . is no hassle of course/
Mod here . . . plus I got a life off the net/
so I got nothing to explain each time I drop a verse/
Had an issue with my ISP/
Reason why it seems it took me look to reply ya sh¡t/
Reason why that verse dropped at two/
so get that to head . . . you confused cockatoo/
You better pay more attention to your b¡tches/
. . . cos how I choose to live my life online be none of your business/
I even wonder how ya whöre fuçk ya/
cos between us two . . . she knows whos more uglier!/
No doubt ya skill's better/
cos ya best known for telling stories that thrill lepers!/
Ya wife . . . You right . . . can no longer afford ya chest/
Cos the last time I went in there . . . I lost my breath!/
Expensive wedding . . .now you got no dough . . . basically/
You too fat . . . hope you dont die of obesity!/

Saying hes a general . . . but had got no badge/ no swag . . . so no hon to catch/
Smash his whole career on a turn table . . . make him 'start from the scratch'!/

This dummy bore/ he got no fun in store/
asked him to boot my PC
. . . but the nigga swang his foot and kicked the monitor!/

My rhymes paint the real picture/ and you just a weak figure/
You kick lepers and I kick more 'versus' . . . than league fixtures!/


I've warred with real vampires/ so Ibime's case only a lil matter/
My raps 'gold plated' . . . cos I feel the 'gilt' . . . each time I kill rappers!/

Code name: Tiwa Savage
Mavin activated
It’s Mavin
Oma ga o
Brother yi ga o
O lo omo ti e o
O tun wo mi gan o
Oma ga o
Brother yi ga o
O lo omo ti e o
O tun wo mi gan o
Oma ga o
Brother yi ga o
O lo omo ti e o
O tun wo mi gan o
Oma ga o
Brother yi ga o
O lo omo ti e o
O tun wo mi gan o
Number Lamba
They wan make i give him my number
Maybe you’ll be seeing what’s under
Wanna play with my heart like a konga
Hmm Samba
You dey put out say you be baller
You want show say you be jacker
Am stopping it , let me go deeper
Hey, they loving this
Kele kele boys dey be touching this
Na me get the swagger, the lamba, the ginja, the zanger and there’s no copying it
Oba o ni ru
Mo ni owo mi o ni ru
Lagbara Jesu ko ni ru
Owo mi o ni ru
Oma ga o
Brother yi ga o
O lo omo ti e o
O tun wo mi gan o
Oma ga o
Brother yi ga o
O lo omo ti e o
O tun wo mi gan o
Oma ga o
Brother yi ga o
O lo omo ti e o
O tun wo mi gan o
Oma ga o
Brother yi ga o
O lo omo ti e o
O tun wo mi gan o
Number
Tiwa tiwa tiwa tiwa
To ba ti ri mi, won shiver
Omo toh dun, lo render
baba agbaya o fe scatter
Mumu..ma lo paya
Get out, i am a diva
*************
*************
Hey, they loving this
Kele kele boys dey be touching this
Na me get the swagger, the lamba, the ginja, the zanga and there’s no copying it
Oba o ni ru
Mo ni owo mi o ni ru
Lagbara Jesu ko ni ru
Owo mi o ni ru
Oma ga o
Brother yi ga o
O lo omo ti e o
O tun wo mi gan o
Oma ga o
Brother yi ga o
O lo omo ti e o
O tun wo mi gan o
Oma ga o
Brother yi ga o
O lo omo ti e o
O tun wo mi gan o
Oma ga o
Brother yi ga o
O lo omo ti e o
O tun wo mi gan o

Mumu,
you get luck say you be girl.

Slap whoever told you mode nine did a song with that duo.

You're spamming!

It seems you started listening to rap music last year.

Yeah great jam.

booqee: no, ee dey moosik section.

meaning what? I go ban you now.

The joke dey here?