ACAN:

@chamotex

I don't see what is wrong dropping some of them liquor
holla at me boy if you want to peep my figure
am a big boy, ya niggaz know what i mean
i don't seek word, cuz i know am the best
i don't just chill with boyz, i chill with big boyz with doe
am a Rastafarian, i smoke puff and dope
in my neighbourhood am known as the dangerous one
i remain acan and i don't give a mess
got M.I.  in my backyard smoking some of them weed
am lyrically proclaimed, everywere i go chicks keep yelling my name
my nigga you should be doing the same
i don't mean u get insane
if you got your jacket on, get It off so u can get along
what i spit is hot, not an old skul song
if you ain't in, you loose, its up to you to choose
i will be here rocking till any muder fucking hour

I didn't want to do this but ermmm. . . . . . .u pushed me.
Now here is your dinner . . . . . . . 



Careful what u wish for cos Imma hit u with em sublime metaphors
Ur just a prison gay who loves getting banged on all fours

ACAN:

I don't see what is wrong dropping some of them liquor
holla at me boy if you want to peep my figure
am a big boy, ya niggaz know what i mean
i don't seek word, cuz i know am the best
i don't just chill with boyz, i chill with big boyz with doe

'Holla at me boy'? Nucca its evident youse a homo thug
You roll with 'big boyz' cos u like boys and u suck big cocks

Suckin' di.ck is ur life, you love tonguing balls at your old age
puttin lines together is not ur forte/ur better off in a gay bar singing karaoke

Just for ur displeasure, it's high time I gave u a mild brain seizure
Even if I took ACAN to the photo lab, he still wouldn't get the picture

u only got 2 options after battlin me - become a paralympian or usin a life support machine
And imma still whoop ur biting ass even if ur ghost writer was METASIN

emm!

I went thru your posts and this is what i found (in the Flow For Rank section) . . . . pseew
Bloody waste of time

ACAN:

i love this forum, it wouldn't be nice if i cant contribute something
so, am dedicating this lines to all the pretty lady in the house.
much love



what up babe, i can't sleep without you
close my eyez all i saw was the picture of you
my life is painted blue
the love i used to know is due
no matter how hard i try or what i do
i just can't get you out of my mind
you are my lyrical wine
can i sip you in the nite, cuz my dayz has been colder
i wish i could sleep on your shoulder
my love for you will always be strong
becuz you are my real lover and my girl

lwkmd! ! !

@ chamotex

i neva really anticipated to dizz anyone in this forum
well thanks for the compliment, but nigga you are full of crap
is that why it took you 2 weeks with a dictionary just to analyze my lyrics
no need to get so emotional just to wipe my ass
if you want it, just ask, i could have given it to you as a souvenir
so you will get something to tell your kids how papa got famous
i got styles, dog you nigga cant hold me down
boy, are you mad cuz i got some dope that you can't smoke
you got to see a doctor i think you really kinda sick
i can lay with 20 bitches smoking blunt till i sleep
wake up in the studio, and still voicing my shit
kiss my ass if you wish,  where i have been u can get there
i send nobody, you can keep what ever cake you've got
this is da hardest verse that you can ever recite
you wanna envy me for ever, kiss my whole shit

chamotex you better run before i loose my temper
i will put you in a state of coma
your bitch ass cant even remember you are a weak ass murda fucker
you love to be with big boyz but u cant do a shit
you think becuz you sneak out on mama to smoke that you can be down with me
am a wild murda fucker, so dont step with me
i send nobody to da. when i ride
its dust till dawn, do you what to party is it
then dont mess with me for real

ACAN:

@ chamotex

i neva really anticipated to dizz anyone in this forum
well thanks for the compliment, but nigga you are full of crap

ACAN:

boy, are you mad cuz i got some dope [/b]that you can't [b]smoke
i can lay with 20 bitches smoking blunt till i sleep
you think becuz you sneak out on mama to smoke [/b]that you can be down with me
am a Rastafarian, i [b]smoke puff and dope
got M.I.  in my backyard smoking [/b]some of them [b]weed

dn't understand y the so much smoke in your verse.   .   it's either your tryin to promo marijuana or cheap cigarettes here or u write your verses inside a local kitchen thinkin the smoke will make it hot  anyways dude, keep tryin nd be mor versatile wit your keystyle. Chamotex wil still come iller even if he decides to drop a blank page as a verse so quit tryin .  .aiight 

U guys shld manage nd b reading my verse na!

We sometimes try to read 'em bt please make 'em more readable ok! try present 'em in an orderly manner.

No reincarnating musical prodigees but Im bach again
The facts are plain, I rap insane
My Bars make a real Mad-read you'll think my team attack in Spain
It's like 365 days are over when I start a revolution
U wannabee Emcees get crious, make a resolution
cuz U only Dare-win hippop battles if your past your evolution
Even my fans are famous, cuz I caption greatness
My lyrics are in vogue . . . . d way I fashion statements
F*ck guns, I come savage in lethal rushes,
U know a guy fly when your gat-wea[/i]k when [i]he-throw punches
All I do now is rap and write
My hood was bleeped up all we used to do was stab and fight
Evrythin was racist, even my TV was black and white
So when u see me come past your crib, dont come near bitch
Or i'll slam my mac thru your windows on some software shit


Easy!!!!

I Bust Flows Not Slows
Don’t Stare Or You Might Catch Cold
Feel The Words Like Gold
Offcuz You Can’t Grab Hold
I Flow Lyrics That Flushes
If You Are In New, No Rushes
I Got Chicks On My Couches
They Are Dot Com like Ashley
I Will Still Bless The Mic On
So You Too Can Catch Fun
In You Aren’t In, You Will Loose
It’s Up To You To Choose
I Will Be Rocking Till Thy Kingdom Come

streetwize:

No reincarnating musical prodigees but Im bach again
My Bars make a real Mad-read you'll think my team attack in Spain
Even my fans are famous, cuz I caption greatness
My lyrics are in vogue . . . . d way I fashion statements
Evrythin was racist, even my TV was black and white
Or i'll slam my mac thru your windows on some software shit


Easy!!!!

  Decent!

you don't got the right to say that tibs is on that WEAK SHIT/You mean the opposit cause I be on that BEAST SHIT/Put me on a track well say goodbye to ya BEAT BITCH/You see that foot over there well if you keep talkin im gonna make you EAT IT/Ya rhymes are sinceless like a GUN WITH NO SHELLS SEE/And If I had no legs i will still RUNNIN LB/COME TEST and I will let the GUN CLAP and put ONE IN YA BELLY/If money was a women I would every day Bleep MY PAPER/Cause I LOVE THE PAPER/I will never TRUST A HATER/That's why I say Bleep THOSE HATERS/And the only time a nigga don't feel me is when he's paralysed or JUST A HATER/And if that hater TRYING TO FRONT/He gonna say HI TO THE PUMP/Make that pussy bleed like the TIME OF THE MONTH/NTIBS is quick to put the steel in ya mouth like a braces DENTIST/And when I put my pistol in ya mouth you gonna give me ya papes or im gonna BANG BITCH/I'M a BANDIT When it comes to rap I'M the CHAMP BITCH/I SMACK THOSE/WACK HOE'S/I CLAP MO guns than busta Buster you fuckin with a hustla step to me and I'M gonna put a whole in ya ass you ASSHOLE/I HAVE A FLOW that is 2 sick 4 WORDS B/Yall fake niggas are enoying like FURBYS/And if I ate soap i would still spit DIRTY/Cause that ill real gangsta shit is just in my BLOOD DUMMY/I still gettin tha BLOOD MONEY/Cause I got to eat and that's the way you get food on the table when you a THUG DUMMY/I wrote this shit in 15 minutes and I'M only 15 YEARS OLD/Not the Illest spitta yest but I'M comin NEAR BRO.

My lungs are stretched, and my chest is tight/
and I feel too breathless to bless the Mic/
Theres nothing left to write/ I cant rest at night/
Without finding a chick to ingest my pipe/
You think Im jesting right?/ but its quite frightening/
I drink white lightning/ to make my night brighten/
We used to fight fair, but now he’s Mike Tyson/
and I like fighting. . . . but now. . . .  I might knife him!/
I fight Vikings/ Pirates and Buccaneers/
I don’t [i]fuckin[/i]g care/ as longing as Im tucking flares. . .
. .in my back pocket/ A mack rocket/ make his ass hop it. .
back to his pad. . to shut his door. . . and padlock it!/
He’ll meet his Waterloo if he gets Kings Cross/
When Im pissed off,  I take stimulants to lift off/
And that usually consists of. . . sniffing a fifth off/
Or drinking. .  till I stop blinking. . . and drift off!/
Im the mint sauce/ The Big Boss. . .
jacking my [i]dic[/i]k off. . on ya chicks’ lip gloss. . . so get lost!/

dyabman:

you don't got the right to say that tibs is on that WEAK SHIT/

N TIBS is quick to put the steel in ya mouth like a braces DENTIST/

Are you Tibs?

Don't push me to freestyle couz i got a strange intelligence
I brought the swagger back ain't care about wacks negligence
Been fu*king this cats with the verb so F the pronounciation
I'm the kinda rapper that use numerial figures 4 communication
See y'all living ya F lives like an option
If you was the best nobody will bid that verse when aution(ed)
Beating me gon be hard than touching your inner kidney
You can tell where i stand a lion up against a kitten

Ibime:

Are you Tibs?

I think he forgot to replace 'tibs' with his name.

chamotex:

I think he forgot to replace 'tibs' with his name.

I have always told y'all Dyabman/Bammy is a retard.

thanks men uhhh mailmac . . .

nice one ibime  you went hard. . . . .  but really i prefer when u go classic mehn . . . . .  where all dose sleek punches at?  

these did it tho

I drink the white lightning/ to make my night brighten/
He’ll meet his Waterloo if he gets Kings Cross/

@Ibime, hmmmm. . . nice multies _{i tink i'm goin rusty}

@Streetwise, welcome

Tryna cheq d lil skills i g0t, nid y'al to comment so i can impr0ve

Yo,straight from d sky,flew* in,infect u noses
sicker than th0se avian variations,
new to dis,pugilist,erase your lines from d books stupid,
now ur pagez plain,
my skill kill abel quicker than u canes*,
flow stinks,dopeless ur flow iz unfocused,
so i poke em make em ladies go gaga,
they jus whine nonstop,confused baby mamas
kiddos hoping d block,
stay mafia on mafia wars,
gangsta on grand theft,
lames holdin no clutch,
n so i step-in like a gift from d skies,
like 0ptimus ders mo than meets d eyes,
moving mountains off these broke backs,
dudes gotta struggle to get their home back;-)

my brother was TIBS , he used my account to post on the forum , that wasnt me, so brother sauron,jackal,xerexes or xchit , Bleep off!

@Sauron

u bustaz that can't rhyme
u think u can yake mine
is like sayin u made mustard befor hinez
i'll spit 6 lines
yo fans'll become mine
i run tha city E is tha man
niggaz call me YABSSS cuz i made tha band
got diamonds in the face n diamonds in the band
i'm on top of my game
poppin yo chain
grown man n u ain't got no better lyrics thats a damn shame

DYABMAN'S FUNERAL

You are a waste of space i'll split your face in 8 portions
Battle me in a text war and you'll face a late abortion
You don't want the torch so just pass it quick
Cos' this is just an art of war and i've mastered it thick
I throw killa punches to get each and every one of you bastards hit
So quick, in mere movements you can feel the blood from your nose drip
They call Sauron a text vandal so netcees expect your neck strangled
My verse shames you, like ten channels showin your sex scandal

Now i will expose u even if u be chilling with skeletons in d closet
We leave this thread couz of ya white lies u need be honest
Think you going hard on the kid but who's the judge given u knocks
F u your punchlines is like a toddler it sucks
Only when you rubbing ya d*ck thats when u rob intelligence
But u's dead to me like casket coz u drop lines without sick sense
just couz u wanted to get rich 'overnight' u slept inside a bank
Nigga Don't bully that newbie just flow your rank

Punchlines kip hitting hard in ur head like a lyrical migrane/ take a dozen packet of asprins bt it aint gonna migrate/ retarded h8s kip questioning if i'm gr8/ i'm d nigga wit d key dat unlocked m.i's gate/ Dissn me is like aiming a toy gun at d white house/ u'll get shot down b4 u hear d lights douse/ u jumpin thru d window wen i'm in d building like brownz/ i kip get application letters jst to battle me/ wen i'm pressed wit flows,u'd b d toilet wen i gat 2 pee/ i'll watch my wordplay play u 1nce,no reruns or part 2 films/ u against me,bt it more like u against a platoon team/ i so rock flintstone is jamming ma song/ rapping d retarded way,my flow is so 4ckn absurd/ leaving enemy lines at d tip of ma sword/ turning emcees to outcast making dem migrate with massob/ each bar i drop is a series of unpleasant event/ advancing d rap world with every punchline dat i invent/ every emcee tryna belong,claiming dat we've met/ dnt cum near me! i'm a short wavelength,even sauron's ring melts/ y'al spittn titty bars like d funside clown/ while i kip turning smiles to a 1side frown/ u jst an MC with d 'M' turned upside down!

I'ma hustle to death yeah I'ma vet
kill waackies who disrespect oh yes
head she feel in love with mojo
but she called dat chap a homo
like the coal calling the the pan black
a cat call his prey the rat a cat ,

I wipe ya wife in the shower/ and have a bite to devour/
Then proceed to wipe ya life in an hour/
Im fighting the power/ like terrorists igniting the tower/
I revv the chainsaw, cos I like when you cower/
so fix ya mug right/ if you really love life/
cos I can’t make a point with a blunt knife/
I take a pound of flesh/ from around ya neck/
Every time I spit a verse, its the sound of death/
My punches break braces/ in close to eight places/
You cant afford my life. . . even if we trade places/
I engrain greatness/ You embody defeat/
My moccassined feet/ stomp over ya sloppy physique/
I devour the rhymes/ of any cowardly swine/
They wanna scour my mind/ to find why my powers’ divine/
You randomly shine/ but I consistently flow/
You could stand light years away and witness the glow/
Im gifted with prose/ plus Im slick with the ho’s/
No need to ask the question, cos ya sister should know/

Kid give rap up like an armless child in a boxing contest
How you say u planted hiphop sure the harvest gon b fruitless
Just yesterday EFCC arrested u for stealing rhymes from my archive
Now u got a life sentence pray your patience strives
Mr generic MC u back to ya usuals rapping without rhymes
Everyday ya heartbeats 4 freedom of ya spirit i caged in my lines
Eight of this niggaz worship my feet to get inspired
We can't read ya verse couz u just been fired
Intelligence aint really common this fools crowding my posts to bite
I shed light to this thread if u down 4 a battle spell site


Happy birthday Bolaji, where the party, wish you long life and prosperity bro.

I trade forest(forex) now c how thick my money is
If my lines were building i will get people that wanna lease
Am ill ,my illness is undefined couz i caught the word disease
This rappers ain't cumming harder like a cripple that wanna release
My raps complex n i conceal mad intelligence of Albert Einstein
U got hiphop wrong like a monk rapping 2 deafs to listen
Don't come approach me ain't friendly my freestyle cause chaos
Am a stranger to beliefs easy 4 me to break yur like laws
This ain't no song couz dis acts off-ends like a falling bridge
Killin a mouse with a machine gun it's uncalled 4 siege
If i rock a boat i will get more waves than bar beach
What if 16 is graded by punchlines i would be far rich
Fear is man's enemy funny how i induce it in my poetry
Am realistic not tribalistic u can hear ya language in me floetry