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@ Shaz
This is cool, hot etc. You're cool with what u do.

Shout out to all netcees what out for my singles,

HeY BigModo
(Spits)
Im a deadly emcee, I only cough to give the whooping/
Am responding, take my I.P. as mutiples of 4 do the pinging/
Am already a teacher, taught many on NL, now they've improved/
Didnt you notice this thread is sick, I made the rules, am more than good/
My spits blazing, Big modo aint nothing but dead savannah due to overgrazing/
Bush burning a lil bush baby, recognise the position, it's S-Y-N-C you're facing/
Dont wanna loose family value, that's why I treat u like a prodigal son/
But I'll wathc you die now, never think you culd make disses directed at me -da don/
Im not only at thy front, Im on my value am just too conc/
I gotcha lyrical wackness, dont taste acid baby, if u need your tongue/
Big Olodo on the internet, dead man ready for interment/
I hate dissing lame MCs, but why would fools give coments/
You's a retard, the only emotion you give your mama is to make her sad/
I checked all you post, you's only successful in writing your fakeass add/
To you life's been, now you beg my disses to make you -the wack breed glad,
Am dope, you's only an addiction, dont try my smoke, need not weed hard/

@ Big modo
Is that all your brain knows about '08?

Pschew!

Aint no more ill dawg in the building?
     

@TGirl
Na commentary u dey run? Just joking anyway

[size=17pt]STUDIO1
9, Mekanjuola Shopping Complex,
Opposite Ore Road,
Okitipupa, ONDO STATE Nigeria

Session just N6,000.00 (Mixing Inclusive, no hidden charge(s))[/size]

Check out lyrical spillage on www.myspace.com/oldsync1 for some shits off my mixtape. Am already working on the album-manIFEsto.

Am working with CRUDE (A producer, he's also on a NAIRALAND) in
Studio1
9, Mekanjuola Shopping Complex,
Opposite Ore Road,
Okitipupa, ONDO STATE Nigeria

Many Mcs know that mic have spoken more history than any other,
From my day one on earth, I have become d classic wonder,
Born at the Southern base of Ondo, The Sunshine state,
Focused man, with 1 identity, Search for me on Google, am 2 straight,
The drama of the soldier aint nothing but real war,
Spit hardly before now, cos I's truly too hardcore,
'Tall started in my College, FGC boys in blue checks,
I dish freestyles out, like a millionare do cheques,
But outta skool was hell, S/L got many MCs still ahead,
CLD and Stramborella were happy to hear my style, when they heard,
I was used to multis before, i knew the meaning,
My stay in Surulere was what realy gave my disc the spinning,
Techniques was rising, punchlines was dirty,
I slam dunk flows with much authority, that was naughty,
I was doing myself the help, punching BJ, d dumb cant speak,
Now I kill him more on NL, his wounds he now lick, am too sick

Chorus:
08, 08, 08, 08,00000000000 Eight
(Twas mad Ni99a)
08, 08, 08, 08,00000000000 Eight
(Twas so so mad)
08, 08, 08, 08,00000000000 Eight
(Twas devilish)
08, 08, 08, 08,00000000000 Eight
(Twas like the hh is dead)

Rap
But em, Sync tried so hard to regain the birthright, because I rhymed right,
I skip Shite, spit tight, disses won all fights because metaphors lost the light,
I'm still aright, Yeah, da ni99a with da highes ids should be reported to d
because the wannabe wanted to distrupt what Seun took time to B-U-I-L-D,
He's always beefing heads, shying away from callouts screaming he's a king,
I wish he could think, because I ma diss him like I do to mallam's adorable bling,


The continuation,
My mind got hard on blow-job, the fixed NITEL landphone operator,
Whose most life is to make trash with d work of an Ogun based administrator,
Shaz -a teenager, was able to decipher a fcukd son of a bitch excesses,
Who got into the NL database with so many ids, two s*xes,
Watched the exit of Menike, like some kings did during the years of slavetrade,
Others quit in anger, Alex~pistol-smith many more unrecognized till they fade,
Call a spade a spade, Makavelle was quite impressive, unlike the fcking Edosio,
The non-living head, with slow moves, thinking it's crescendo, Olosi o,
I was embittered by the fakers, I told Crude, 'fore NO-Show dropped d diss,
I just got this isht like a surprise, but Crude's already replied, diss spills,
Myspace is smoky, that's where placed the stuff, conc delivery, harch beats,
If flowshow hears this, he would send in a lovely kiss, I call fakers *ITCH!
OldSYNC called the stupid Broke ass out many times, multiple rhymes,
He only pleaded on yim, crying he's banned, making noise like wind chimes,
because he feared the disses, dished out to him because they're real sick lines,
I aint got any mime, am still tha Original, I'm always ahead of BJ et al, from old times!


08, 08, 08, 08,00000000000 Eight
(Twas mad Ni99a)
08, 08, 08, 08,00000000000 Eight
(Twas so so mad)
08, 08, 08, 08,00000000000 Eight
(Twas devilish)
08, 08, 08, 08,00000000000 Eight
(Twas like the hh is dead)

Chorus:
08, 08, 08, 08,00000000000 Eight
(Twas mad Ni99a)
08, 08, 08, 08,00000000000 Eight
(Twas so so mad)
08, 08, 08, 08,00000000000 Eight
(Twas devilish)
08, 08, 08, 08,00000000000 Eight
(Twas like the hh is dead)

Rap
But em, Sync tried so hard to regain the birthright, cos I rhymed right,
I skip Shite, spit tight, disses won all fights cos metaphors lost the light,
Im still aright, Yeah, da ni99a with da highes ids should be reported to d CID
Cuz the wannabe wanted to distrupt what Seun took time to B-U-I-L-D,
He's always beefing heads, shying away from callouts screaming he's a king,
I wish he could think, cuz I ma diss him like I do to mallam's adorable bling,

to be continued.

@ Alex
'Sup Pistol? => =>


[b]Am back on the thread like am a seamstress' needle,
Directly killing BJ once cuz that would solve My mistress' riddle,
She aint pleased reading a big-headed he-goat kidding,
Kid, my lyrics aint out for sale, dont bite! Remember "no bidding",
I make an internet spit on this corpse, fore MIC takes charge,
Cuz my lyrics're just too poisonous, the fake netcee's now at large,
BJ's fast becoming nl nuisance, fooling it was a rulership instance,
Fake IDs dotting NL, trying to cover the lyrical distance,
You runz are lil bit slower than a 6 months old move,
I wish you would listen to my yim advice, twas just to reprove,
Im so hood, too good for you to shot at, am rocky, check the names,
I know your're silly, stupid, hopeless that's why you wont take blames,
You keep perching on the internet for a lifeline, you's never a success,
You always cuz nl Rap battle's unwanted economic recess,
I know u aint sick, you aint ill, sure retards always make the number daily,
Im knocking you, taking you to the lyrical cell, where d faceless siblings cant bail ye,[/b]


@ Next poster(s)
Illness pls, remember DIRECTIONAL DISSES.

This is d thread where all real netcees prove their illness.[/color][color=#990000][/color][color=#990000]
Bath This Thread With The Following Anti-Wack Solution(S)

1. Punchlines
2. Wordplays
3. Rhymes and Multis
4. Directional Disses
5. Anti-Rabies 400mg (In case dogs bite!)
6. etc. etc.

Any Netcee can start.

Merci.

With Lesser riches, more itches, making waves with Studio switches,
Hoping d stress'll not go unnoticed, cos They aint believers, they're mere snitches,

@ J(ail) Unit

Lil kids aint meant to spit what the dada says,
Skip beef and let the Old don bring the rays,
I've always lead the rhyme race, Am still in my days,
I never looked back like Lot's wife, since I've stabbed all wacks with a knife
I get many shit to talk 'bout; but definitely this Jay needs a life,
Come alive like the corpse woken by Reinhard Bonnke,
Testify how much work I taught you on the rhyme tour, if u are fair,
I need less than a four bar shit to explode like a timed-bomb,
Am still me, J-Unit I never have to tell a stubborn boy 'fore he smells d tomb,
I know u aint that dumb, but you still prove me wrong, u insist you are,
Im still the terrible ni99re that disect men to bring out liver,
The audible speaker that burst ill, cos am always thicker,
Absolutely no replica, rhyme wise am forever gonna be d leader,
You will always "juba", hail me for life if you wanna grow bigger,
Im absolutely mega, hyper crazy lyricist bursting without the filter,

Sync Just Have to do this, Na true story


Like a picture without a face, I was fast becoming a disgrace,
Thanks to 07, then I got a better rays, Now in OAU in d planning race,
That was towards the ending of an unending mixed story,
Sometime in 80s I was coming outta womb with a pleasing glory,
Young breed in the axis of the state hospital's mortuary,
I cant just express, those corpses hurt me just too badly,
Men life was too African, dada thrusting, Lagos and O'pa,
Issues disguting when I got it that we still living below par,
I was getting furious, still hopeful, men I was becoming studious,
I read ahead of my school mates, academically I was becoming so serious,
Same time zealous but all things wouldnt click, fell so sick,
I got to move at a slo mo, like I was never gonna pick,
I lost my brain at senior school, academically becoming a fool,
But men I knew that no school aint no tool, Cos I write cool,
Visited Dolphin Studios met with Angel Mike, with a bad option,
I couldnt raise the fees, then I was like this may not function,
Was at S/L -Love Garden watchin mixed wackness at the carnivals
Many of 'em murdered rap and ate its flesh like dumb cannibals,
I was like C. Columbus, I have to sail further, cos someday I'll live better,
Back to where I was grown in the Sunshine State to feel my home water,
My brain was kick started again and I went to Lagos, mission still ambigous,
Met a friends cousin and that made me more focused,
Talked a deal out with a producer but outcome aint nothing but bogus,


Shit has happened, I'm only walking towards rehab!
To be continued . . .

I keep lieing to myself that she aint worth a homie's attention,
But man, I have to put my heart in a very harsh condition,
I kicked you out girl thinking I could fool a queen,
Tht was too bad of me, I still prick my self intentionally with da pin,
I remember the day was just too dark, but the light i had was you,
Like november when the end of the year is near, was close to death too,
You are my boo baby, you can just be fooled lady,
I dont hate you pretty, You's still my cool shortie,
Really have no much to say, but whatever the sin I stil do honey,
Silly served by bitches whenver i wanna dive outta our roomie,
No matter what the weather say, I will still be your sunshine,
Cos I know you light me up, I will always shine and smile,
you know my confession, I still love with same conviction,
I will like to say this in all tongue like Chinese but only if u believe i've got d diction.

REAL NAME: EGUNJOBI Ojo Peters
STAGE NAME: OldSYNC (Ol'SYNC)
D.O.B: May 19
LOCATION: OAU Ife, Nigeria
Origin: Ekiti State
RELIGION: X
AM INTO: Web/Graphix Design, Music Production, Envt. Science, Music
HOBBY: Writting, reading,
COLOUR: bLUE & rED
AMBITION: Best Enterpreneur
TURN ON: Great ideas and creative people
TURN OFF: Lack of belief in possibilities

Though I didnt live up to my standard as well, but the tourney is kinda bad, the drops were all lacking hip hop and rap battle credentials, a better one could be organised. but mr (or mrs) judge make ur judgement.

OldSYNC 4 Pre sid ent

@ Makavele

Bleep, Bleep, am back with my axe, ready to mark this veil,
Am stuck into this a*se, rock steady to make tha fool wail,
Y'all know I've got my respect, that's still a reason y'all hail,
I kick shit easily, I dont mind if it stinks to dig out a dead one,
I need to kill easily that is why am paired with this misfed con,
Makavele aint a nu looser to me, he only won the battle against his bi*ches,
Im not too happy that am only adding your win to my riches,
Edosio called men out for a show, a ni99a without attitude is coughing
Am still vexed, that I lost the chance to use Tai Chi(tIANSHIE) as a stepping stone,
Now the damage on your face will be like that on Katrina zone,
Sure man, I aint got no clone, I kill all creatures, even those with bones,
Never got much time to use on this chicken, I need a battle with beef
Im from the west, i diss you like we dissed deaf with leaf,
Fore i take my leave, i need to make an arrangement for u a bus with a flag of leaf
Thief can excape my wrath better dont Bleep witha king that disgraces thiefs in public

For a rap collabo/lyrics/beats, call 08059140955,
or visit Studio1
@ 9-Mekanju-Ola Shopping Complex,
Okitipupa, Ondo State

or mail me on egunjobio@yahoo.co.uk or at in ur best interest visit http://www.myspace.com/oldsync1

Everybody has to keep it cool, wish we are all gonna be professionals there we can prove our souls,
Still a soldier, man.

OldSYNC

@ SHAZ et al

I think the pairing should be according to how netcees register, i.e. it should be serial, not pairing up of netcees that might cause rifts. THIS will indicate that the moderator or the originator of the shit aint beefed by a f**king looser.

Merci, Au revoir (Till next login)

Crude, what's the title of the next track, ?

For the love ov tha game,. . .

Ed! Reg my name. . . OldSYNC. . . (Coughs)

Let the whole world think real hip hop,

Re: t-rex007 (From the closed thread)
I think you dont know about OldSYNC is used to long lines, loaded with what make u vex, See more of me on http://www.myspace.com/oldsync1 there you are gonna bow to a low key mixtape extract, see ya keep voting 4 the king, dont hate, , foolish player hater like u!

Never been sorry for c**ts,

W'all African, w'all know what it means to be old, but a disrespect by a 'lowshow wont reduce the seniority/
Ability was never measured in the first instance, that's why am paired with dis N.L minority/
What kinda FLOW is a flow(mense) begging for a syncroniser working on the t*ts, same time rocking 'em SHOW/
Im very much filled with pride cos my next level is surer than the fact that Jesusz commanded d devil, I surely Glo/
I give out blows, no jobs, cos my relationship with b-itches give me that in return, FS c(u)m cos d b in u got a work/
I never mess a creature this way, I just swing like a dandy's bling-bling, thrusting deeper than a digger, what a Bleep!
Nairaland should have paid you out, cos what you are needed for was not what you are offering/
You've thought u got wares(wears), nudity is obvious, like me my cousin's pic of a porn star, bad move is in d family/
Am on this war, many hands I did fell, same tempo, same demo, same inferno, same style, updated daily/
Remember Hailey? Sure! that's what you are to me, a confused daughter cos dad is on the move, am daddy crazy/
I never wanted a baby, but I caged you to be at home, you rebellious goat, I caught (cut) all your runz cos you're lazy/
Flow, what was you thinking jumping off my command? Aint u so foolish to make the first fall?
I was on NL for battle, I came in with all weapons, I shoot in all directions, no wack was untouched, ask all/
Man like me waste no time on stepping on staircases like you, am on to the top floor, now you know am rap-core/
I feel like am still abusing feminity, cos I cant stop calling bi***es what they are, am above this par, dope aint for four/


Kill flowshow, now you know you've got nothing to show, Hail Oldie, S-Y-N-C always rhymes with M-I-C. Bia-tchie! Tai chi~~~~~~~~~~ pwa (spits) on ur grave