fadal:
What tha f**k is goin on out here?
What tha f**k is niggas doin out here?
Niggas drawn out here
Ya block hot, I put a jawn out there
My block hot ya shit warm out there
So we goin out there
Set up shop and get it on out there
Pop shots and get it on out there
I'm on point like a thorn out here
Come to Togo I'm a don out here

100Barz:
O
But My Raps Got This Fire In Them,
Running this Shit like my Ass Got Tires on Them,

..........................

dj5naira:
https://www.stlyrics.com/songs/c/cassidy22784/freestyle2114604.html



BUSTED.

fadal:
Bleep her twin sister, now she hate me (Hate hate)
Brrt, brrtt
Please, order up the jet key (Key)
I just changed my number, you can't call or sext me
Have your location on when you address me
Knock it out the park, Ken Griffey
Ooh, ooh, ooh
All these missed calls was never missed, ohh ohh
And a lot of bad bitches with no IG
She don't post, so I know she won't expose me
I'm gone stamp every country on your ID
They can't smoke me, you know they tryna find me
When I give that paper to you and it's crispy
And these Benji Franklin's stacked up in your birkey
Fell in love with a nigga drinking codeine
How you gone fall for a nigga drinking creatine
Fell in love with a nigga drinking codeine
How you gone fall for a nigga drinking creatine

fadal:
Bleep her twin sister, now she hate me (Hate hate)
Brrt, brrtt
Please, order up the jet key (Key)
I just changed my number, you can't call or sext me
Have your location on when you address me
Knock it out the park, Ken Griffey
Ooh, ooh, ooh
All these missed calls was never missed, ohh ohh
And a lot of bad bitches with no IG
She don't post, so I know she won't expose me
I'm gone stamp every country on your ID
They can't smoke me, you know they tryna find me
When I give that paper to you and it's crispy
And these Benji Franklin's stacked up in your birkey
Fell in love with a nigga drinking codeine
How you gone fall for a nigga drinking creatine
Fell in love with a nigga drinking codeine
How you gone fall for a nigga drinking creatine

100Barz:


Label me a MOTHER-FUCKER
cause I did both MOTHER N DAUGHTER
even with your Brain implanted with COMPASS,
You still Lack a Sense of Direction~Oya COME PASS,

100Barz:


Label me a MOTHER-FUCKER
cause I did both MOTHER N DAUGHTER
even with your Brain implanted with COMPASS,
You still Lack a Sense of Direction~Oya COME PASS,
Barz the Inhibitor of Wacks' ADVANCEMENT,
Cause your whole posts ain't even worth HALF OF MY BARZ MEN.
Fucking RETARD
Thinks he's"ill and dope" cause you suffering from Drug addiction coupled with Cerebral RELAPSE,

absoul:
Nothing changed...
Fadal is still biting with a toothless grin
Afrocentric?
Nah - AfroBasket but a hoop-less dream
I remember when he dissed me, but I let the Time test him
And the judgement?
He a has been, never was the next best thing
See how I rough him up a little with small mic testing
Leo Messi vs Balogun at the New Teslim


Nothing changed...
JoeWendell still run commentaries like Jim Beglin
then finds a recourse when I send a daily mail from the Kremlin
I'm no Vladmir but I put in holes in him like a golf course
If you ever block the flow ama mud you like I'm doing dredging

Nothing changed...
Vermaniace is still the coon in the cocoon
This nigga thinks he a beast, but more like a racoon
The poster boy of self deceit
You ain't King, and if you were, even Mort won't near the feet
You drop one flow per year and no be say the flow self sweet
This is flow for rank ma nigga no go wear camo for street



Nothing changed...
I'm still soulo but infact more Sanctimonous
Could make the devil act religious
I still sodomize your mental health with words so sacrilegious
I still maintain that I am Legend, my will Smith &Wesson focused
I still spray these cats stray bullets, like the fuckin Naija Police
New year but nothing changed, I'm still Soul and I still got it.

fadal:


I tell a bitch bow down
To a mothafuckin G ho
I work hard I drink slow
But I never keep drinks low smokey smokey, 'cause I'm a chief ho
Sippin' on pinot grigio, richie ho greedy ho
Got me everything like I copped me a genie ho
My car look like a building
Diamonds dancin on my wrist
Bitch I'm 10 feet tall
When I'm standin on top of my dick
You a sucka ho sucka ho I'm success
I feel like a million dollars, bitch I'm up next
Money in my hand I don't need no handout
And they all got they hands up
'Cause they fuk with me hands down (down down down)
And the car I push got more tent than a campground
And my picture is always on your bitch background
Like pada, it's just me and Cyhi
Young enough to be your son
But she call me big papa
She gave me her o nana
Then I dissapear like tada
Smokin on that tie-dye
Now who the Bleep gon' stop us

JoeWendell:


Direct shots at me.. You did this shit and it's weak raps/ I smash with fury .. my Sorcery
will Exterminate the dingbat/ No need for guns... I'll use enchantment and magic tricks fast/ Abracadabra and Abs gone missing..... Like Vanishing Six Packs /

Watch me brag as Bag soul. I'm putting abs in a Sack/ It's a shame whenever I peruse this sections and see wackos spitting Raps/ My blades will make Abs-Stain blood.. He dead now..I just Removed Soul from this Plat/

After this I'll track soul like I'm putting abs in a disk.. Then take a Round off/ I brought 10 Clips but I'll leave 7 at the Back of the Bee ..Like Sergi Canos/ I'll put some Lenses on my thumbs.. to Misderect him bout the Viciousness of my Amour/ One Snap of the finger, Soul turns to Dust.....Call Me Thanos!!/

He's Seen enough blows for the day.. I'ma still Cripple this dense dog/ Jabs After Jabs to Abs... Will make his tommy smaller than a Bettle or Bed bug/ This constant punches to his Eyes will make him loose his Sight once he sees me.. Like the Evil in Bird Box

100Barz:





This Pussy is a Rare Breed of BITCH ASS and RE-TARD,
I'mma have a Chic walk up to this Dog and get him BITCH SLAPPED,
You'll think I ingested Concrete when rappers be like damn Barz that SHIT HARD,
If na uka gun you holding then am taking CHEAP SHOTS,
The next thing you Biting is THE DUST,
Nervous enough to Bite his Nails till it reached his FINGERS,
The Suspense was becoming a THRILLER,
Dumb Wack-Ass had to TAKE JABS with FACE MASK just going AGAINST BARZ the ILLEST,
Imma beat you hands down even on a SICK-BED,
Please understand that Life never Plays Even so stick to being an ODD BALL,
Cause It's the End of the Road for u Fadal or should I say "it's your Final BUS-STOP."

fadal:




I’m rollin woods, to kill the pain cause Ion feel the same
I know some niggas I knеw my whole life, and I’m feeling strange
Mеmber we said the money came, that we never would change
Now niggas that used to be at practice only one that come to the game

See the score, and the whores, and we adhere all the wars
But all the pain that I endured I gotta wear all these scars
When shorty said it’s love forever, I’m like yeah are you sure
Just had to get myself together pick my head off the floor

Niggas tweeting bout this money make my soul cold
I see the envy in his eyes for the rose gold old bro’s with my old hoes breaking bro codes and I be actin like ion know doe , I tell em YOLO

fadal:


I tell a bitch bow down
To a mothafuckin G ho
I work hard I drink slow
But I never keep drinks low smokey smokey, 'cause I'm a chief ho
Sippin' on pinot grigio, richie ho greedy ho
Got me everything like I copped me a genie ho
My car look like a building
Diamonds dancin on my wrist
Bitch I'm 10 feet tall
When I'm standin on top of my dick
You a sucka ho sucka ho I'm success
I feel like a million dollars, bitch I'm up next
Money in my hand I don't need no handout
And they all got they hands up
'Cause they fuk with me hands down (down down down)
And the car I push got more tent than a campground
And my picture is always on your bitch background
Like pada, it's just me and Cyhi
Young enough to be your son
But she call me big papa
She gave me her o nana
Then I dissapear like tada
Smokin on that tie-dye
Now who the fuk gon' stop us

fadal:




I’m rollin woods, to kill the pain cause Ion feel the same
I know some niggas I knеw my whole life, and I’m feeling strange
Mеmber we said the money came, that we never would change
Now niggas that used to be at practice only one that come to the game

See the score, and the whores, and we adhere all the wars
But all the pain that I endured I gotta wear all these scars
When shorty said it’s love forever, I’m like yeah are you sure
Just had to get myself together pick my head off the floor

Niggas tweeting bout this money make my soul cold
I see the envy in his eyes for the rose gold old bro’s with my old hoes breaking bro codes and I be actin like ion know doe , I tell em YOLO

absoul:

JoeWendell:



Reply with bars wacko

absoul:




You must think you savage joe
But you same ol’ average joe
What's with the referencing my abs
You keeping tabs like a new window?
It's no secret your girl charge batteries
On her lil pink dildö
Cos your fake preek got no arteries
So you charged with assault batteries
Cos you a angry, little dickless man, a Tranny yeah we know


Who you calling wack?
Imma give you 50 claps
Mutilate your corpse, spread the word like Evangelist tracks
Dead men tell no tales
So we let the Coroner translate,
If you Bleep with Soul, your soul's gonna be outside Heaven’s gate

You need testosterone shots, cat you getting too sentimental
Always yapping bout my abs but I school you like elemental
Your error prone thoughts gon get you buried like a placenta
You a Hoe...Hold the phone, Joe are you Josephine or Jecincta?


Let soul give you scrolls from Aleister
So you can claim you read devils like a manU fan
Your bars are shiit, dude get your pen up out your keister


Let a surgeon cut your coat to your size


with cheap threads at the seams
HoeWendell is on the gurney at My Theater of Dreams

absoul:

Let a surgeon cut your coat to your size

absoul:


HoeWendell is on the gurney at My Theater of Dreams

absoul:


So you charged with assault batteries

JoeWendell:





Lucifer Gave me a Call!!!

He was like wendell

Why you dissing this Burrowing Mammal.....The mole ain't on your Level/....I decided to do Business .. After this I'll be trading his ashes for Charcoal in Pineville/......... Battle is already won.. Strippers dancing on my Pole cursing our Revel/...... His body lying down lifeless..Because I just SOLD Ab's-Soul to the Devil !! /




Offcourse this dolt doesn't know there is a loophole in his slow verse/
I came with an intelligent troop.. They'll swoop low..make his bones crack/
Surgeons cut through Body parts.. Not what this Dupe Troll...Flow spat/
I don't blame him because, Biologically It's Obvious a Hoop or Soul wouldn't know that!!!/



This Nigga living Fantasies . I'm about to make a Bad Fatherly Jest/.......
Turns this Hallucinations into Nightmares . Cos he ain't face Scrutiny yet/...
I'm Writing death Figures on this Paper he's receiving.. He's Shockingly dense/ and Raggedly Dressed/....My artistry fared/... These bars fly over his Syncope head/ if he tries to Catch it ... It'll be a Reality Check !!!




Talking about Electricity or crime'll get this dead flop Tortured/ Force a Lithium-Ion down his throat... Before I burn his Censor Adapter / Energy drawn from a Malfunctioning Circuit flowing into this Hedgehogs Bladders/ As soon i shout up Nepa... Too much Power ......will Blow ABS up... like a Bad Desktop Charger !!!!!! /



The Kill!!!!!!!

absoul:



Lucifer gave you a call?
C’mon Hoe we know how that's false
The only calls you get are cat calls
You ain't smart, you slow like sad songs
.
.
Cause you everyone's bitch and nobody’s baby
Intelligent rap? Cut the crap, dog, and stop spreading rabies

I know I got you shook, when you put my lines on the table
Fuckin crack head, no know book, snort them lines, ’fore you get mentally disabled
.
.
I make you think outside the box
While you locked up in the box,
Even with 6 feet under you, you still as short as ankle socks
.
.
Reality check? I bring the blade to your neck
And when the director yells cut, I spill your blood on the deck
This a horror movie but Soul’s still in character, and that's bad for you...you just an extra on the set
.
.
I already killed you once, amma do it again
Cos you zombie like BMC
Without an ounce of pedigree
Your demise was premeditated but I still catch the 3rd degree
.
.
Hoe, stop spitting technical words that confuse you
Before you get me alarmed, I'll proactively snooze you...
Take your girl to Syracuse, do her some favours, show her views, we watch your funeral on the news, and since you couldn't get it up and her coochie’s under used, ama screw her till she's nuts and in hell you blow ya fuse...and when I'm bored I dig ya grave...excavate your corpse, abuse...
.
.
Like a necrophile, you've been added to my murdered negro pile
My writing style is different, that puts me in the top percentile
But your style is generic, and worse you don't stand out..you a simple low profile, a fuckin corrupt data file!

100Barz:




This ain't Egypt but you living in the Nile(Denial) never ceases to AMAZE ME,
Difference is Clear~"7UP"~Inter-galactic Warfares while you out with Telescope STAR GAZING.

fadal:


YO U A SUCKER NIGGER
TALKING ABOUT U A GUNNER NIGGER
BARZ U KNOW YA BLOCK KNOW U A RUNNER NIGGER
PULL OUT THE 9 AND SHOOT YOU
FUK WITH ME UR NIGGERS GON LOOSE U
U AINT SICK
U A BICTH
FADAL NIGGER U CANT FUK WITH MY CLICK

JoeWendell:



The only thing you fit put for bag na your broken records

GIYAZZ:
You ain’t shit. Nice one on the tourney tho

fadal:


YO U A SUCKER NIGGER
TALKING ABOUT U A GUNNER NIGGER
BARZ U KNOW YA BLOCK KNOW U A RUNNER NIGGER
PULL OUT THE 9 AND SHOOT YOU
FUK WITH ME UR NIGGERS GON LOOSE U
U AINT SICK
U A BICTH
FADAL NIGGER U CANT FUK WITH MY CLICK

100Barz:


It's Barz the WACK SHREDDER,
The Major reason they HAVE SETBACKS,
Too(Two) Good~ you don't need to Acknowledge that my RAP'S BETTER,
Cause Barz has been a Front-Liner while Fadal has always been been a BACK BENCHER.

fadal:


THIS LIL NIGGER BARZ THINKG HE SICK/
TILL I HIT EM WITH THE FIFTH/
U AINT GOT ENOUGH BARZ TO GO AGAINST ME IM SICKER THEN CASSIDY/
WENT AND HEARD SOME SICK MC's and think u can mess with me/
7 BARZ JUST KILL YA/
IS FADAL WHO's realer?
EYO BARZ U KNOW EVEN UR OWN NIGGERS DONT FEEL YA/

100Barz:


You, Flow?Nah~You way past your MENOPAUSE,
Fadal na Elephant in the Room, I ain't Playing MEN GO PAUSE.
Your lines are Bitten and prolly someone's Pre-Written.