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Of the blood and water was a G born, flowing outta my mama already knew I'm God sent.
Preach no repent. Ya'll already know the rights and wrongs so why the pretence?

anybody link me up, i need this album , where do i buy or download?

Listening to da breeze blow, singing melodious rhythm to my soul,

Any nigger can get me Nas MP3, or where else do i get it? my own got cracked

Mathematics is more brain tasking to Law,

I got proofs.

I work in a Chamber, Law is all about practicing, Its fixed , once you know the strategies you are in!!!

i go with P.Teknik, i like his punchlines, they r str8 lines sentences dat makes sense,

u've gotta create another thread and explain better

Listening to Street Fame--Tupac

is it 3g enabled? i need it, call 08098118831

Pac -Late Nite

P.TechnIQ is 209-109% serious
He meant every lines he spat
We rap thugs'll hammer ur lines flat
Your mind tied up,while nailing u on the cross fast
Don't ever fink ur Jesus, nah nah
U'r just d crook dat never repented on the cross mast
U better go do the math and flunk back to the rap class

Only making rhymes, i aint dissing trash

Active man, did u ever battle on here, try P Teknik,
u can go first Active create a thread, and we battle, lets get better

smtn else like what?

eheheh okay ooo i gotta buzz u, if i have somethang to say, u have nice lines, but is music always bout battle??

aiight Gee, lets hang the battle for a lil while, and lemme save for some other dudes here,, however, i need to improve,

Pac, This Life I Lead!

U guys needs to lemme know where my weaknesses lies,

[b]my brains is sterilized and your mind is infertile
You are pissing on me really but its all planted on a hard soil, makes'em futile
They are not enough for a G like me to make my lines commit suicide
who cares where u from, either from the dead, the graves, west or from the nest save that in your historical files
what the heck truth ur line's preaching? telling me ur fake auto-biography background styles
Teknik i wont show you all my stones and gold
coz anythin new can get old
but i'll fight you with courage bold
if your blood is hot i'll make it cold
I'll journey with you to a dungeons of rap
where fake niggaz like you wont make it back
where one day i'll be hailed as a messiah of rap
you soul is trapped under me falling in love with a slave master
Sincerely yours Nairaland's most brave rapper
if it took me years to make my flows, the hell u care as far as is capable to blow ur roof off ur buildings
It takes you minutes to put up lines you inherited when ur grands are still thuggin
u do copy and paste, next is tellin me about Egypt ancient building, maybe thats really where ut lines are coming
be real and better use ur brains and stop exavating histories from wheresoever u copy d words u'r spilling
ur lines and sets of combination of beautiful words you researched that bred up ur skills on dissing
go learn how to drop flows of eternity, ones that the next world can bite on
The jewel of the game is i was something better b4 i put up a rhyme
which am convinced it'll make me richer than a slipper made Cinderella better
now the battle is gettin weird much more similar to a nocturnal
but my reasons personal, breaking the locks that made u think am a stranger
and every lines and rows of shit i drop i get better
Sure you're gettin votes and ur head's deceiving ur mind, how many of ur lines can u pass on the next generation?
i drop words of wisdom, my dreams, my flows and intention are on different perception
I cant lay low on you, get ur mind off it, its only a figment of ur imagination
Thats what i call focus and solid determination
pumping for somethin, some up-rise, plus some fail
My intellect prevails from a hanging cross with nails
i reinforce the frail, with lyrics that's real
while you watch my herbs stands still
As the night close down on the earth like gray dark rings
light of cities in the night, destination of kings
I'm like the farmer, planting words, people are seeds
just hold before of you one of those prophetic MC's
With blunted flows, 669 + ur soul in me
I'll slay you in the infamous free clinics coz you are the sickest shit ever lived!
I sell time and i get paid every minute
I give you every second low priced, if so lies the truth is
time waits for no one, in fact
it cant wait for the date to snatch the ground right from under you
Nigga if u rapping with razor just keep it under ur tongues

Ur next lines here will be sham if u start telling me about historical syndromes!!![/b]

[b]Sincerely i aint here to diss anybody
Vehemently show casing my talent to everybody
Lending my poetic genius to whoever may need it
God bestowed me love then i cant reject it
Over my grave will i ever want to be like you, am born in my own world to rule
Everybody's got a dream, a hopeful to own a six times two
Putting all blasphemy's G's under coz thats how am skooled
Emergin as the best everywhere i turn, as fast as i can move
You cross into my path you get wacked coz my territory is bruised
My uniqueness is visible, only if you can decode my parables
I'll castrate your flows and you'll turn to a bull
The crack-heads stalking, loud-mouth's talking
My distinctness made me more like a god why woulda be bluffin?
I'll spit it endless till my rhymes are debuggin
Its stress-less, i care less, my innate ability am building
I'll jet far across the universe for the sake of rap proclamating
when am done the excavating, I bet you'll be stunnin
I kick you ill skills under my heels then brains twisting
I'll whip ur ass up as you're still in the rap kindergarten
Oh said my flows are combination of dictionary, from where are ur lines coming?
May be you extracted them from somewhere in the air where they are lurking
My brains is working round the clock, thats where my flows are proceeding
How many % of you brain's active? devil genius succeeding
Then the final nail on your coffin
I excel from the below now on top of the spit row
Picking up my stereo's remote control quickly
i try to stay mellow, rock, well acapella rhymes'll
I'm new on the rap scene, brothers never heard of me
Yet am mean, i shine a light on perpetrators
One step at a time takes me ahead, i dont need an elevator
Your flows are ancient, are u an excavator?
With my lil demo I'll break eve, so i dont need an accelerator
You got to be murdered on the humble, gun's blast, niggaz tumble
Holler my name in every ghetto jungles
i scale you and conclude you just a goons of my remains
Mad criminals undercover, homicide chasin brother
My flows send you exile, make you run like a cheetah

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WHERE ARE YOU?? u've been mute?

Nas is my best rapper, ever till the end of time!

how much?, unlimitedsky02@yahoo.com

I kick ur skill like Shaquille holds a pill plus a crap
Vocabulary spills come into the dungeons of rap

damoe, kull!!

[b]Hello Teblik, sori I mean leftclick? Abi let me be specific!
Am only kidding. Waiting on me all day? Then u have me!
Just 25 lines? Am disappointed…!!!
You talk more like we’ve met b4, lol, angry? it’s a game okay?
Your casket closed my body in? Doesn’t make sense!
Coz then ur soul has no place to stay, already sentenced to eternal death
I’ll be in the undergrounds, celebrating ur burial with my cults
Tekniks needs to get a plot in his uncommon sense, and plant ur court
Where u can pledge allegiance to murder, with a corpse in ur possession, Bleep!
Try that in your neighborhood and you’ll know more
I pity you, u’ll rather rot in jail, Plus
Ur lines are combination of old sayings, don’t borrow
If u call my lines shallow, I bet my shallow rhymes still swallow your flows
Sure am one the gleaming idol that can be called gold, alive will it buy ur cheap soul, cant trade with it for dope
You aint worthy to buy my soul brother, am not that cold
And if I’ll turn to be raw minerals/materials? AH, u know?
Am still wealthier than if u sell ur life flows
U make me laugh really, ahahah
Better take hell to your domain coz none aint need it here,
I’ll better send u there if u hesitate b4 you incinerate this forum coz really do care!
When ur sicker than ur so called granpa, I guess ur the most wanted in health care
Mind you… maybe one day ur seed might get laid coz lack of welfare
In fact I still do care ‘bout my society all years
Whats the definition of your battle? U go just tear!
Maybe machine-guns, ammunition? Criticizing, well I aint fear
We battle rhymes, not diss, So I spit whatever I can spare
U don’t really think b4 you drop flows
First Ur dead brain needs to be plowed
U kill urself with ur lines, and ur points?
Whats guts u’ve got to tell me where to stay? On Point?
On course? Men Ur cursed! Ah ah Bleep course!
Go learn a rap course; still nothing aint change in ur talks
U aint a moderator and administrator, never front ur empty skulls
Drop ur garbage and let pple rate it raw, you are mentally blur
Ur rhymes on ur territory walls? Better! I bet not nairaland boards coz we aint that dull
Name ur 3pointers, it aint visible, u’r sour, Plus you make me bored!
I guess that’s why ur rhymes are locked
‘people dying,faces changin, hu the hell cares’!? As u said
Why do you care about the damn ikeja bomb blast?
I can’t make a sense from ur lines, I swear no sentiment, u don cast!
If u further dis way, u’ll just be a snake that walks on a rock with no path. Gba!
U think little, try think deep brother, modaf**ker
If the next thin on ur mind is to f**k my gurl broda
Not wife coz still single, don’t abuse my license to mingle with millenniums daughters
Then ur a LovePeddler, a whim and a worm, u’r cluttered
Not in the undergrounds where u can’t come, you’ll be slaughtered
Maybe in ur dreams with the fallen angels, consequently after u’r murdered
Ptekniks, I’ll get ur ass where it belongs, I promise, wallahy, u need another?

I need moderators to rate our flows********

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[b]G i think you are too easy on me, do the hardcore, follow my beat 1,2
Teknik!your casket closed, your account froze, system shutdown
Coin was tossed, dice was rolled, it all went round
Its now everybody's turn, the first to gun down
After whooping your cash, you want me rundown
My years have prepared me, military background
Name me the jewel of the undergrounds
Now pull the trigger; Nigger aint you triggered?
Systematically going father, more faster
Future looks brighter, approaching faster
Emphatically ive been the king of Lyriks
God knows i hate kritiks
My moves after gulping booze, I got tricks
Im up to the task I'll strategize my techniques
All night long exploiting, my back cricks
I conclude you guys can predikt
Foes using my mistake as an exhibit
While the streets is getting chronics, thug convicts
Jury always wants to post Death-Row verdict
Blackmails, I'll hammer you with your own nails
faster than ya'll made me flip pages
Proclamation , new stages sprout up new faces
Too many rappers, athletes and actors, new ages
Earth bear witness, no stres, more gangster cases
They were trapped under they nest, stabbed on their chest
Locked behind bars, dress in all black, ready to fight back
They were still kept under the dark, if they slack
Would they survive the attack, home they are back
Ready to splash cash, stash beneath the soil, in their money sack
The press spying to look for info to make public
My next move'll make you stiff and stoic
Life as a celebrity, you better recognize my identity
From coast to coast, i remain the best on this boat
I aint boast, make ya'll roast, God chose me
Let go of my coat, i need to clone the ghost
not the F.O.B, respect my steel, sleek his out of bounds,


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thats what you call me,

I want you to go first, you challenged my intelligence,