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I see my niqqa keepin it real like madrid, dj5naira wad-up//
And yhu old wack cats shut-up//
Am effing throwing the "mary kay" away so we never make-up//
Always talkin §shit ima back cos u cant face me. Dude get a padlock and lock-up//
I spit at ya face like a nasty bitcccch,//
Ya rhymes poor, oboy i swear ya flow no reach(rich)//
Dude come with ya best yhu still wont be the man//
Cos i wont be giving A DAMN even if yhu get carried away by VAN//
The way i'll be killin yhu wid lyrics u'l think i gat no blood//
Leave u repping the ground like am GOD//
The only help yhu get from me is wen am donating wheelchairs to lame rappers like ya crew//
Did i just said crew? Oh ima add "S" to ya crew. Dats screw yhu//
Dumb boy rhyming (DBR) dude yhu call yaself a good striker while ur kicking bucket. Lol init?//
Ya flow so dumb like ya name even if u swallow cash u still wont drop expensive §hit//
Like i shot a movie, dude get "LOST" .u so outdated u dont flow, u do conversation//
Cos sellin ya talks at a cheaper rate i still wont pay attention//
I see another mo'fuckah tryna force rap on him like naija marriages//
Call himself ibime. Wat a wack name his flow's bin of ages//
Ya flow so underground. Yeah i agree yhu should be repping the tomb//
cos like dropping grenades on clocks, i flow time tomb,
Peace like weewee

lol looks like am trading bars wid sorrow, Fuckah been busy preparing for exams but i should drop sometin tonite.

hehehe ma laff small jor,

mikuz:
speechless like MJ <= weak simile

try something else.

dude spit ya bars or shut tha f up,
Last trash u spat took u 2weeks,

mikuz:
Haba . .

Flows gat u speechless like mj. U gon die like him soon

Standing on a carton of paracetamol, bitcch am on drugs//
Strike dis niqqaz down, dey get more matches than rugs//
I take the "L" outter my name, dey knw ima "SICK KID"//
Like the cover of em sockets, "I LEAD" (eye lid)//
Any opposer, i take him out like val//
I plug ya eyes and kip it at ay behind so u could watch ya own back like u're ur own pal//
Niqqaz be claiming cats, dey probably animals//
Ima star, y'all "celeb rate " me like its ya town carnivals//
Standing on score boards, the flow is on point//
Hate a sick ish and get some broken joints//
Wtf i keep wasting lines on u dust bins (beings)//
I should probably do a sequencial murder and wait for ya next of kins//
Okay am straight like "I",//
Dis old pros so bend like "U turns" they make no move to get "I" (high)//
Who wanna test, dawq am eager to kill the best and even the next//
can ye (kanye) beat me? My punches take u to west//
My lyrics come on quote,(coat), treatin ya F up is a brief case//
Old cats better watch dis dawq (dog) do some paper chase//
Who's bold enough to say sleak aint ill?//
Yhu sick on ya head better get a pill//
Like i seize ya breath, am the air conditioner//
Am tired of the silly treats, yhu old cats make more noise dan empty container//
My flows treasure, yhu dig?//
I spit §hit, u swallow cos y'all pigs//
Fuckahz chattin continously wid ya fones u still aint gon "drop bars"//
And d only time u gon be on air is wen ur thrown away from mars//
Talk is cheap (chip), niqqaz be actin like plantain seller//
Check (cheque) my ish u knw i gat a bank full of Flows. Aint talkin fella//
like i drop parallel lines, i'll keep ruling//
Yhu niqqazz gat no class. so to u old vets i'l kip schooling//
I aint talkin virginity but dis 16s i've bursted is clean like sanity//
am out like fresh videos on soundcity,

niqqaz talk like bitccccccches. Noisy cats

waiting for the usual

dey say spit ya 2line diss, //
y'all spittin offline like u logged outta facebook. Y'all wack on this,

Spoiltbrat:
sleakid! d0pe lines, yu dey vex no! i c u brov no itensive care unit

bro I C U too like 3 alphabets,

basseyotu:
this threads getting whacker by d day!!!!!! but nt to worry d judge is back 2 place things where there belong, no more kid rantz here!!!!

[color=#990000][/color] cant wait to get down wid dose fuckahz who claim to be old vet. Oh yeah am talkin abt ibime, mikuz, dbr etc

bro, I called it ordinary cos i havent started wid d fuckah, Shey him wan ball? Him don meet him match

where tha hell is the fuckah?? Scared to reply just an ordianry intro?

lwkmd. laffin at dis bitcccch, he took the "F" outter his "FISH" yet i saw no ish,
Ish worst dan a mad man's speech. Dis rap, i teach,
ya bar tender, bro u aint serving shot
& if diss was to be ranked, u wouldnt see first forth,
Okay this punches peel ya skin off now ur boning like skeleton,
I aint tryna dis u. Wats the need beefing a smelling thing.
But get this straight, nobody is feeling u,
So like ur masturbating, ur the only one feeling ur self,
New few due bars i drop take u outter the queue,
U get no clue were dis boy comes from bt punches liv u red and blue.
Dude u aint tight (tithe), as said by ya pastor,
Cos if it took u a whole week to pen down sometin as lame as dis den u aint gon make a good author.
I F the 3 baitches in ya life "Joy, Hope and Faith" living u wid pain,
And if u ever sick to payback then flow to enter vein (intervene),
Yhu cant mess wid dis kinda being even if u eat spoilt bean and §hit.,
So get a remote into ya mouth and control wat u spit,

He probably qot no bar like an uncharqed cell phone//
Now he brinqinq up drama like nollywood. Dude better go sell phone//
Meant it wen i told dbr dat old niqqaz too wack for diss//
Saying niqqaz kip stealin ya lines cos u gat natin to spit, i laugh at this//
My pen is my gun. Am trowing shots at yhu. Fhucker prove (proof) ya self//
Or best keep ya mouth closed. Its my reign, Get a zinc and roof ya self//
I grab-ya-vest then stab-ya-chest, even if u install flows in ya system i'l still scrab-ya-best//
I brinq ambush wen i rip off ya arms and throw em into the forest//
Thrash dis being be speaking, its best known a man was made from dust. Call him ''dust being''//
I take u outter the line just to ,ake u outstandinq//
He so old am the newborn son, flow so bloody now ur getting hurter than the sun//
Liqhtinq up bars to burn, wen am done, he'l be a piss tool (psitol) like gun//
Mikus so gay he always fhuckinq wid me.//
Wtf
Dude better go back to ya mum's pussy and get a life//
Wid rulers on ya cd yhu still wouldnt keep the records straight//
Fool get a fowl sitting on ya calender. Am best sure is the only time u take a chick out on a date//
Aint no ASUU but i strike ya universities now u've gat no class//
I ignite ya a§§ then launch u to the sky like am droppinq an album on mars//
Fhucker point a gun at ya a§§. U probably gon drop some §hit//
Or get ya seat and sit. Learn from sleak cos i see u feelin hit (heat)//
The boy is ill and my flow kills. If u dont feel diss then u gat probs wit ya skin//
Mikuz a stain to rap. Am still washinq him klin//
fool cant mind his own business cos he's a non entity (nonentity)//
Like 24hours, the fools just made my day wid em stupidity,,,,

dj5naira:
sleakid. . . The sick kid with the sleek id : )

Dj5naira tell em,

mikuz stfu. U aint sayin natin, i fear nobody here cos y'all are punkheads, Truth be told i comment accordin to wat u niqqaz spit. Men dis thread was dead long time ago wit y'all old vets and pro rap. U should be grateful to efekarume and i who brought it back to life. Now u fools gat mouth to talk. Idiots

if rap is a ''course'' then am an ILL LITERATE,
Like naija movies, yhu niqqaz are shot

mikuz, dj5naira. U guys answerinq dat lame niqqa who's gat notin to offer? Men the fool cant spit dats why he's brinqinq up silly excusez

lol ibime why dont u be straight. Call the niqqa and point out ya bars, Funny niqqaz

lol ''they''? Yhu gat pbeef with 24hours? Man put it behind like ya past,

mehn efe dis s-h-i-t is sick,

I fit para kill u wid my gun. Call it para-shoot//
My flows complain (come plane), so fly i need parachute//
Boy ima burry u alive just to call you my ground son (grandson)//
Habouring a police man in ya house is da only time u ever gon see a mantion (man shun)//
Ima match (march) ya calender just to cripple-ya-date//
Den i split ya body into three just to tripple-ya-fate//
Wacko u can never ''drop down sh'ts'' even if u gat guns pointing at ya bumbum//
Ima give u more beats dan producers, now dats a sin drum (syndrome)//
Reciting wayne's lines on ya flow wont make u win a carter's trophy (catastrophe)//
My flow kill for real. Niqqa it aint no joke like KOFFI//
I bring more actions to ya life like am shooting murder scenes//
Come meet (commit) my b'tch, fhuck her And die so u knw a§§-are-sins (assassins)//
Cry for mercy on google u still wont find help and solution//
Men its my time to shine duh i never robbed my clock a lotion//
Delay is dangerous so ima kill u so fast//
keep running ya mouth like race, u will surely die at last

add me up on 2go. Sleak2

throwing coats at You. niqqa suit ya self//
F-u-c-king with sleak is uncalled for (4) like a forbidden number,

Niqqa be callin d0pes wack. Like five fingers pointing at u, ur waka (wacker)//
Dont care how long u've ruled ''THE GAME'' dats if truly u really ruled the rapper//
I put a shovel on river nile i still couldnt dig ya flow//
He be claiming ''old vet''. Better knw d old shall die and the young shall grow//
Wit no stress i just formed ''4 lines''. Dats ''four queue'' (F-U-C-K YOU)//
So ILL LITERATE to diss, i draw ya ugly face on pages just to book you//
Like a 2GO friend request, why cant u accept defeat?//
Wit no camera i took ya shots (shorts). Niqqa i saw no s-h-i-t//
Dey say SLEAK is wack. Eff em (fm). I still stay tuned like ya radio station//
I send my military men to warri. Am the ''delta force'' of this nation//
Look dude, ya lines so out of service they dont connect//
Putting clocks in ya food is the only time (thyme) ur rhymes gon rise (rice). Lines so weak dey dont erect//
Lol old vet indeed. I take lies out of ya life so ya dream gon come true//
O.m.g he so OLD and wack wish he knew (NEW)//
He so steven wonder to rap. I punch his eyes off. Call it ''eye drop''//
Give and it shall be given unto u. Ima make u give up//
Add vices (advices) to him? Wat for wen he's got no life like YAR'ADUA//
His lines so dry and nut like kaduna//
I put my rollex on ''ancient and moderns'' i still couldnt ''watch'' him (hyme) spit//
Never meant to give him beef but he asked for eat (it)//
Standing ontop of ya X-BOX and PS2 doesnt mean ur ontop of ya game//
Fuckah this is for u. Like a useless contact ima phone, no need calling ya name.//
YO LLOYD FELT YA ISH BRO, D0PE. STILL WAITIN FOR YA 8BARS/16 LINES DISS duh

u such a farmer u cant dig my flows, //
I place a grenade on ya cd so ya album gon blow,

ima F ya b'itch just to prove to u there is love in sharing//
I gat my arrow on ya simcard. I just spared (speared) a line

smh i cracked a niqqa'z rib wid ma hammer. Now dats a joke

lol dbr d0pe one lol buh hope u aint taking it personal cos i feel ya painzzz. Yo mikuz felt ya line. Truth be told

lol dawg i pick on any prey, Aint gat pals duh, bt am sure niqqaz will see the thread and come in (-c-u-m in) like uncontolled ejacu|at¡on

yo efe find the thread ''good rappers come here'' u sicker (seeker) dan dat ''legend''