been a while i've been here . Shoutout to ibime and mikuz,holding it down....leggo

unwritten lines is what i'm spitting / breaking grounds and making waves like tectonic plates shifting / back to these roots cause it was always my abode / wont stop till my 'lines' are everything you buy...u know my 'bars code'

spread the word,the king's aboard / made my name with sweat and blood / worldwide acclaimed, the one haters avoid / stake my claim,your bogus shi.t is null and void.

Been married to the game but they still calling me 'the best' mehn/got them clapping and stamping feet my bars like naeto c 'tenten'/i'm the G.O.A.T i do not 'kid' ya / my 'albums' got them shaking...polaroid...get the picture?

mikuz: I got more number ones than a May day/ In rap . . Im an Achebe/
I draft punches with paws to get you 'Clawed' . . like Makelele!/
You niggies bite raps/ evident in ya silly ciphers/
Ya flow is a 'carbon copy' of mine . . 'CeCe' Winans/
This English rhymer/ is known for spitting tight bars/
I write David verses and bring 'Psalms in' to awe these Delilahs/
Ya lines are making no meaning/ so no one feels what you fakers be spitting/
I trash and skin any traitor thats bìtching/
but if he starts shedding crocodile tears . . I'll send alligators to beat him!/
Mik is bent/ on blasting you jittery gents/
like the position after ninth . . Im leasing 'tents' . . so bring me the rents/
Ya sisi bend/ for any nigger who rides an AC freezing benz/
shes being done by 'many men' . . . like 50 cent/
I brandish more styles than Nokia X2 series/ with more sh!ts than reptile feaces/
but y'll won't last in the game like fake PES12 CDS!/
I smear foöls/ and tear dudes/
I could go againt ya 'fore' fathers . . just to 'square' roots!/
I mesmerize youths/ with energized looks/
Things are now 'working out' for me . . since I started texting from 'exercise' books!/

....wow! Wow!! Wow!!! Mikuz....didnt knw u wer dis good!! & dat sleak ws jxt jibbering & shiddts....wow...u r a dope gee...i must admit!!!lots & lots ov quotables

qEekzEe: ....wow! Wow!! Wow!!! Mikuz....didnt knw u wer dis good!! & dat sleak ws jxt jibbering & shiddts....wow...u r a dope gee...i must admit!!!lots & lots ov quotables

oNe . . .

qEekzEe: ....wow! Wow!! Wow!!! Mikuz....didnt knw u wer dis good!! & dat sleak ws jxt jibbering & shiddts....wow...u r a dope gee...i must admit!!!lots & lots ov quotables

Lol wetin u sabi...
I still dey wait for ya fb c/o sha

I 'Nail' heads to wall with bare fist . . . cuz ma ArmStrong!/
Electronically disconfigure they system when I chop/ with axe, they thighs off/ have it tied round they skulls . . . so they Laps Top/
Craps y'all spit 'on Seat' . . . no one 'under stand'/
No umbrella party when I Reign . . . even vets run under stands!/
I post verbs ahead of time . . . no Pre Tense/
I could script barz on a Sun day and still blaze/ so we won't fall for your blows & Weak 'Daze'/ plus if we compare punches . . . yours got 'Weak Ends' !/
Y'll claim to rub minds with hepatologists . . . yet can't De-Liver/
If its jabbings . . . im that initiator and you, the receiver/
Unleashin' lethal strokes, to die cats . . . with 'fore hands' like Sheeva/
Most of they wordings are played out/ which they never saw like Ray Charles/
Twil be no bazaar . . . when I flaunt yo wackness if you battle me/
On the road to Damascus . . . the way i'd saddle him/ up onto northwest/
The besotted nerd will still fail . . . even if we set a Con Test!/
Toss a beef . . . and I send it with a strong backhand/
You stay floored like . . . a flyin' wasp covered with blackants!/
Im pinned right in front . . . while your left back like Rafael/
No doubt, im a sandstorm . . . while y'all gravels/
You mortals ain't in my league . . . I ball with gods/ but the only time this pigs pitched . . . is when they grunt in mud!/

QUICKY....

Sleak takinq it hiqher wit biq rolls and BIG-BLUNTS/
Dey call my doom the 'kitchen cabinet' coz i dont burn nothing but BIG-POTS/
You sure aint 'gamed like how unprepared gamblers STICK-whots/
Plus all ya pre-written rhymes like granny's attempt to 'strike'.. Call em WEAK-SHOTz/
Listen bbitch, y'all put together cant git me ffucked up like FIENS-WITH-NO-LIGHTERS/
So lay low before the hollows turn ya JEEPS-TO-LOW-RIDERS/
i never forced words out ya mouth but see the trash u came up with/
all ya multies fallen like grandma's t!t/ And ya raps comedy like a clown's outfit/
Talkin bout crocodile and aligators.. Dude like KUTI doing RAP u just a confused FELLA/
Next time u wanna SPEAK OUT YA MIND, 'place ya brains' in ya mouth/
coz if itz spar, sleak will Leave geekz MENTALLY-STRESSED/ like teenagers takinq H.I.V-TEST/
I can blast 'MATTER' and send her to space/
But she wuldnt give u a "ffuck" even if she owns the kitchen/
My cyphers be what niqqaz be craving for /
diz niqqa wack.. CHECKED-YA-FLOW and i see u dnt need 'elastics' to STRETCH-THE-FLOW/
and wit tha 'bullshit' u came up with, u dnt need to tell us ur a FULANI/'
But between u and a female dog,... Mehn dunno which is a bigger BBitch...
One

sleakid: QUICKY....

Sleak takinq it hiqher wit biq rolls and BIG-BLUNTS/
Dey call my doom the 'kitchen cabinet' coz i dont burn nothing but BIG-POTS/
You sure aint 'gamed like how unprepared gamblers STICK-whots/
Plus all ya pre-written rhymes like granny's attempt to 'strike'.. Call em WEAK-SHOTz/
Listen bbitch, y'all put together cant git me ffucked up like FIENS-WITH-NO-LIGHTERS/
So lay low before the hollows turn ya JEEPS-TO-LOW-RIDERS/
i never forced words out ya mouth but see the trash u came up with/
all ya multies fallen like grandma's t!t/ And ya raps comedy like a clown's outfit/
Talkin bout crocodile and aligators.. Dude like KUTI doing RAP u just a confused FELLA/
Next time u wanna SPEAK OUT YA MIND, 'place ya brains' in ya mouth/
coz if itz spar, sleak will Leave geekz MENTALLY-STRESSED/ like a teenagers takinq H.I.V-TEST/
I can blast 'MATTER' and send her to space/
But she wuldnt give u a "ffuck" even if she owns the kitchen/
My cyphers be what niqqaz be craving for /
diz niqqa wack.. CHECKED-YA-FLOW and i see u dnt need 'elastics' to STRETCH-THE-FLOW/
and wit tha 'bullshit' u came up with, u dnt need to tell us ur a FULANI/'
But between u and a female dog,... Mehn dunno which is a bigger BBitch...
One

Garbage!

Table Leg :

Garbage!

Lol all diz mumu boys wit tripple accounts.. Na wa sha...
Most hated sleak

sleakid:
Lol all diz mumu boys wit tripple accounts.. Na wa sha...
Most hated sleak

You are a dunce ... I dont have any other account ...
Dig deeper into it, troglodyte!

¤EUPHONIC-BARZ¤

am lyk an AK-47 'attracting attention', u'l b forced to say..ima a BIG-GUN/
wit 'swag' i lay ur bbitch n 'EFF-EASY', hope u DIG-'PUN'?/
night boxer.. i punch ya eye.. 'peter' pan, so how wil eva 'see MORN'?/
lyk a cannibalous butcher at 'night' i chop n cook u lyk beef so i have u wen its 'DONE'/
my barz found u as 'job' 4'smooth' killingz..cal it 'text-CHORES'/
my 'verses so many' culd take me round d world..cal it 'chap-TOURS'/
so lyk acting horror movies on'TV', i spill ya'blood' its a..'plasma' coincidence/
my barz 'bold n heavy', dey weigh wit confi'dense'/
n even if gays release on ya head, u wont stil have d 'ccum on sense'/
i knw u 'stand on' ur wackness, please dnt infect me kip 'd stance'/
nw i 'bangg ur bbitch hard' lyk a-slammed-door/
so dia is no beta way 2'annoy' u,dan 'puttin a drill in ya head'.wat a-damn-'bore'/
so next tym u wanna 'gimme a hand' chop it off, so it 'helps' facilitate ya-death/
runnin a 'track' z useless,just rip out ya lungz,n dats d wen u'l gasp ril4 a-breath!

#e-me!

e-Iceberg:
¤EUPHONIC-BARZ¤

am lyk an AK-47 'attracting attention', u'l b forced to say..ima a BIG-GUN/
wit 'swag' i lay ur bbitch n 'EFF-EASY', hope u DIG-'PUN'?/
night boxer.. i punch ya eye.. 'peter' pan, so how wil eva 'see MORN'?/
lyk a cannibalous butcher at 'night' i chop n cook u lyk beef so i have u wen its 'DONE'/
my barz found u as 'job' 4'smooth' killingz..cal it 'text-CHORES'/
my 'verses so many' culd take me round d world..cal it 'chap-TOURS'/
so lyk acting horror movies on'TV', i spill ya'blood' its a..'plasma' coincidence/
my barz 'bold n heavy', dey weigh wit confi'dense'/
n even if gays release on ya head, u wont stil have d 'ccum on sense'/
i knw u 'stand on' ur wackness, please dnt infect me kip 'd stance'/
nw i 'bangg ur bbitch hard' lyk a-slammed-door/
so dia is no beta way 2'annoy' u,dan 'puttin a drill in ya head'.wat a-damn-'bore'/
so next tym u wanna 'gimme a hand' chop it off, so it 'helps' facilitate ya-death/
runnin a 'track' z useless,just rip out ya lungz,n dats d wen u'l gasp ril4 a-breath!

#e-me!

What is this nonsense

Table Leg :

What is this nonsense

My guy pls shutup biko. Fool

[quote)/i'm the G.O.A.T i do not 'kid' ya

That's kinda biting. From me

Y'all need some training, and here it goes

Hanging out with the WRONG DATES like bad wrist watches/
Only time u could MAKE UP LINES... Was when u tied rulers to LIP GLOSSES/
I cut your ffucking legs off and throw them into fire G/
I cause that's the only time u can STAND THE HEAT/
I am dope on every track... Like an athlete who smokes weed/
You cats are like broke photographers... You get no cheese/
Hehe plus y'all don't impress me at all/
You gotta put a pencil on my head... Before my attention is drawn/
Look I'm ahead of my time/
Like a QUEUE IN FRONT OF A HOSPITAL BEGGING FOR PILLS... I drop SICK LINES/
I'll put your cap in ya hand/
And call you handicapped/
Ffuck it I didn't come here to flow for rank/
I only came to show you niggers how to rap/ like chocolate packs/


Nosa

table leg or chair hand, wateva u cal urself hope u aint refering 2 me, cuz i just did dat as a free...

y nt drop wat u gat n lets cee if ur lines have sumtin spectacular.
moffo

nosa..
bigupz bIko!

sleakid:
My guy pls shutup biko. Fool

Your father

mikuz!!!report here pls

nosa gold: [quote)/i'm the G.O.A.T i do not 'kid' ya

That's kinda biting. From me

huh....dude no offense but who TF are you and where did you post that

¡ SIGHT/SITE this place and all ¡ c is DEVELELOPING FLOW

FLOW-FOR-RANK/ ¡ CLOSE-UR-ASS nd stare at u ass u try to SHIT nd ur grudge INCREDULOSLY-SHOWS

​then ¡ make mofoz make no sales like a BITCH seeing HER-PERIOD

Everything anit play, is it when ​​A̶̲̥̅̊ℳ whooping ur ass dat ull know
omo je ka SERIOUZ

Like ¡ don't like our threads ill b Δǻ first to take a sicsiorz and cut u into different size like an unxperienced-tailor

Then ill PICTURE ur death as ¡ SNAP ur lungz

NOSA SICK ONE THEIR MAN...

Aite quicky for the weekend

First, lemme TABLE facts..... ILLmatic still sitting on top/
So ioon needa 'lift legs' to raise this 'HIP-POP'
Lets be 'straight'... You Ffags wack with ya drops/
now letz have an 'air fight' and watch how i'l 'beat you up'/
Coz i stay gangster like americans/
And with verses i script.... U sure knw i gat the 'skillz and ACTs' like itz Biblican/
FAke emcees making attempts of TESTING/
But We never see em do it BIG.. they just the NEXT TEEN/
I'l wreck a crown when i DISS-grace his title/
Killin diz geeks with bars they cant handle/
So like jujus, diz pros still living 'idle'/
coz we knw with pencils and bics dont mean u fakes do it 'right'/
Listen up bbitches,.. I BLAST-FLOWS to CAST-FOES serially KILLING-EM/
And still swagga like JACK when i make KHIM fall like am EMINEM/
diz niqqaz are hungry RAPPERz am only feeding-EM/
Empty skulls making tha loudest noise.. Tell me why i shuld be FEELING-EM/
itz time the truth be told
What y'all offer... I'l spit in ten FOLD...
So bring beef like butchers/ and i'l be quick to 'c0ck' AKs like a male hen/
Coz ya bars pale.. U only 'bbitching around' like female dogs in a circle/
Lol lemme end here...
oNe

Chocckid shut the ffuck up and check my posts here on this "flow for rank thread" ode. Check the previous posts dude before talking

Guys one way to make punchlines with everything around you is constantly thinking. I'm just saying for some who have run out of punchlines. The key is be LITERAL with everything. For example, punchline- PUNCH- your fist, a drink, a newspaper, a boxer,etc.
LINE- a ruler, a queue.

Its really easy,


By the way, thanks guys for the holla. I see ya iceberg, and sleak

nosa gold: Chocckid shut the ffuck up and check my posts here on this "flow for rank thread" ode. Check the previous posts dude before talking

smh...lmao...CHILD

chocckidd:
smh...lmao...CHILD

Hehe look who's talking. Don't get me started dude.

¤INSPIRED-BARZ¤

lyk operatin radios, sleak n nosa, just pushed dat button mehn am 'turned-on'/
c em haterz tinkin dey're 'chair'-leaders, yl seriously dey wanna do d 'pon-pon'/
so lyk soldierz wit 'KHAKIZ' moving em tanks..'vehicles', my punchez're 'ignited' datz my 'auto-speedy'-moves/¤car keyz¤
yea sure am making em paperz/ n rocking 'hot' lyk uhm..geyserz/ yal tink its lotto-winnie-grooves/
d way i 'construct lines' it'l hav u sayin he did sum TD/
em lukin 4 blow-'jobz',gay-employee'z ur empolyer'l nid a CV/
am lyk ur god,n i gat yall 'in my handz',yal dont believe? hoho,wel 'in dat case', i tink yal d 'contents'/
n sure even wen we hia yall're super-hero's b wen u fantasized abt clark-kent/
my barz are gon 'way' too heavy 4 yall machoz/
am hurling beef,n yal stil'doin milk' rretarded 'gauchoz'/
shatter-ya-'bones', so u can 'attack lyk d lion'/
scatter-da-clones,wen am 'hot n charged up' lyk an 'ion'/
lyk pressin d a mouse button, my h'APP'iness CLICKZ/
wen em moffo'z are in clipz/

i rest my case..BIGUPZ2SLEAK n NOSA..nyc barz..dey make me feel i culd have em lyk chocolates #e-me!

DOOM iz SICK: mikuz!!!report here pls

This dude is weak/ do not know why he calls himself "Doom iz Sick"/
My raps school the Jambite . . like Unizik/
I bruise his cheek/ beat him till he loses his true physique/
With his two-inch d¡ck . . I wonder how he manages to smooch his chic!/
Its' true hes bleak/ the tout is a shame/ Igwe on here . . how could he be shouting ma name?/
I invoke thunder and lightning on him . . If hes doubting ma 'reign'!/

mikuz

i must confess dat awesome!...nyc short barz!..
dnt let d gaurd down bro

mikuz

i must confess dat awesome!...nyc short barz!..
dnt let d guard down bro

mikuz:

This dude is weak/ do not know why he calls himself "Doom iz Sick"/
My raps school the Jambite . . like Unizik/
I bruise his cheek/ beat him till he loses his true physique/
With his two-inch d¡ck . . I wonder how he manages to smooch his chic!/
Its' true hes bleak/ the tout is a shame/ Igwe on here . . how could he be shouting ma name?/
I invoke thunder and lightning on him . . If hes doubting ma 'reign'!/

Aahahahaha lol funny sick reply sha...

ILL-BE-THE-MAN, dat WILL-RULE-THIS-CLAN/
Livin 'poor FELLAz' whooped lyk 'stuborn KUTI' in classrooms/
Excuze me if i FLIP-A-LINE Dat'l RIP-YA-SPINE/
makinq bbastards CORD-less lyk church mics/
I'l GROOM-HIS-DDICK so he 'come clean'... If DOOM-IS-SICK,/
i'l break JAWS living d newbie with no ROOM-TO-SPEAK/
FIRST-A-GUEST who feel what Geez spitz../
So BEST-DONT-TEST vets before we rip u and EX-THE-NEXT/
As we picture ya to be a bbitch,/
i'l plant flowers on ya photo to CROP-YA-IMAGE plus DROP-YA-LINAGE/
coz u only 'THE PEE' if we talkin blackberry display pix... Yeah...
HAPPY SUNDAY
oNe

sleak and mikus lol sick. i. will pen something tonite
khimkiller

I bring more Good news . . Than Bible publishers!/ wit a vibe of pastors. . or preachers/
my scripts thee praise/ they greet yours with distaste/ wearing long faces. . . as they scroll down wit haste/
i send haters down below/ wit my stewart 'downing' flow!/
i'll amputate your balls & split nets wit em.... A devious Lebron james!/ A's in all physics/ even atomic. . . I destroy u wit ballastics!/
we harbour 'strange desires'. . . Like 9ja films fanatics!!/ i sure got the skills and tactics/ my 'class' will 'school' u like chadwick/
you an optician? Your fake 'see-real' agenda will have u 'sack'-ed quick!/ i murder niggas wit glacial lyrics/ i act 'army generals' and get so much 'attention'. . .u still won't get up to even utilizing 'gimmicks'/
i cripple 'highrollers'.. a rubber recycler. . . So i'll have the dude 're-tyre'!/