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Boko Haram must be running a scam/ but I’ma take it nuclear . . . when I’m bombing the land/
cos I can radicalise free atoms. . . . with the touch of a hand!/

This nigga spit worthless/ while I deliver sick curses/
My hands are well designed to fit the descript purpose. . .
. . cos whether gripping triggers on big burners . . . . or digging ya chick’s cervix. . . my finger fit perfect!!!/


Listen you f@g/ I deliver a jab/ to cripple ya swag/
You rhyme funny. . . ironically. . . . nobody got the signal to laugh!/
while I’m spitting ridiculous raps/ with punches that split you in half/
so if you claim to be a 'player'. . . . I’ll run more lines around you. . . than two officials with flags!/


Nobody can outlast Bis/ I throw roundhouse kicks/ that make you bow down b!tch!/
So niggas raising their fist. . . .better ‘put both hands down’. . . like it’s ‘half-past six’!/
You clowns now sit/ and listen while I hand out tips/
I’m 'King of the Jungle'. . . so if you spitting ‘At Liens’. . . . you best be reciting Outkast sshit!!/


Any attempt by cheating frauds/ to defeat the boss/ will yield a bleeding corpse/
So any nigga beefing. . . .pause!. . . and seek legal clause. . . to recede from wars!/
Even Isaac Newton couldn’t fathom how I breach his laws/
cos even the slightest diss. . .will elicit a reaction. . . of unreasonable force!/
I burst your brain over a piece of paper. . . and read your thoughts/
Thats how I even odds/
And when I’m battling bandits/ I baffle mechanics. . .
cos soon as I unleash assault. . . any nigga speeding forth. . . will get easily brought. . . . to a screeching halt!!!/


Niggas know/ I don’t sound like any artist. . . . cos I don’t fit a role/
Even when rapping in broken English. . .my style can’t be pidgin holed!/
I drive brand new whips. . .and journey far/ having s@x in the backseat. . . ya girl working hard/
but isn't it ironic. . . how I fork tokunbo poossy. . . . in a virgin car!/


My verses chart/ cos every line is a work of art/
and when I grab mics. . . rappers release a nervous fart/
Comparing yourself to me. . . is like a Great White. . . to a Nursing Shark/
Kill you with volts of electricity. . . . now that’s a murder charge!!/


Niggas beefing my marriage/ cos me and my wife often breezing to Paris/
while they riding keke napep. . . and ain’t even embarrassed/
I’m a demon and savage/ leaving your speech grievously damaged/
Make your voice change octave. . . . by squeezing your larynx!/


Niggas plot on my crown/ wearing a tight frown/
while I do this leisurely. . . in my slippers and nightgown/
4 years on the throne, relaxed with a nice smile/
cos you can’t see me like ya eyebrows. . . cos I’m too high brow!/
You were hot for a minute. . . but couldn’t last five rounds/
while I still ‘live up’ to the hype. . . .after the hype ‘die down’!/


I rule y’all/ Who y’all?/
I’m Tiger Woods. . . .you David Duval!/
You can’t reach my throne. . .even my footstool too tall!/
This dude fall/ cos he too small/
I’m in that pink poossy daily. . . .this nigga suffer from blue balls!/
My whole crew ball. . . while the fans boo y’all/
I digest rappers like a crouton/ . . . chew y’all/ like a foodstall/
then mount the toilet seat. . . . do a 'Barca'. . . . and poo y’all!!/ (Puyol)


I got the strength of twenty atom bombs. . . like Roger Ramjet/
I’m a damn vet/ and you ain’t even rank yet/ you stank sket!/
You got slim chance. . . of making a fat cheque/
but you should see the cash that this man get/. . .whenever my hand stretch/
I make it rain with my assets/ ‘chopping money like a feast’. . . .una never even start yet/
cos when I ‘flood’ Zenith with my deposits. . . . they call it a ‘banquet’!!/ (bank wet)



oNe

Ibime: .
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Boko Haram must be running a scam/ but I’ma take it nuclear . . . when I’m bombing the land/
cos I can radicalise free atoms. . . . with the touch of a hand!/

This nigga spit worthless/ while I deliver sick curses/
My hands are well designed to fit the descript purpose. . .
. . cos whether gripping triggers on big burners . . . . or digging ya chick’s cervix. . . my finger fit perfect!!!/


Listen you f@g/ I deliver a jab/ to cripple ya swag/
You rhyme funny. . . ironically. . . . nobody got the signal to laugh!/
while I’m spitting ridiculous raps/ with punches that split you in half/
so if you claim to be a 'player'. . . . I’ll run more lines around you. . . than two officials with flags!/


Nobody can outlast Bis/ I throw roundhouse kicks/ that make you bow down b!tch!/
So niggas raising their fist. . . .better ‘put both hands down’. . . like it’s ‘half-past six’!/
You clowns now sit/ and listen while I hand out tips/
I’m 'King of the Jungle'. . . so if you spitting ‘At Liens’. . . . you best be reciting Outkast sshit!!/


Any attempt by cheating frauds/ to defeat the boss/ will yield a bleeding corpse/
So any nigga beefing. . . .pause!. . . and seek legal clause. . . to recede from wars!/
Even Isaac Newton couldn’t fathom how I breach his laws/
cos even the slightest diss. . .will elicit a reaction. . . of unreasonable force!/
I burst your brain over a piece of paper. . . and read your thoughts/
Thats how I even odds/
And when I’m battling bandits/ I baffle mechanics. . .
cos soon as I unleash assault. . . any nigga speeding forth. . . will get easily brought. . . . to a screeching halt!!!/


Niggas know/ I don’t sound like any artist. . . . cos I don’t fit a role/
Even when rapping in broken English. . .my style can’t be pidgin holed!/
I drive brand new whips. . .and journey far/ having s@x in the backseat. . . ya girl working hard/
but isn't it ironic. . . how I fork tokunbo poossy. . . . in a virgin car!/


My verses chart/ cos every line is a work of art/
and when I grab mics. . . rappers release a nervous fart/
Comparing yourself to me. . . is like a Great White. . . to a Nursing Shark/
Kill you with volts of electricity. . . . now that’s a murder charge!!/


Niggas beefing my marriage/ cos me and my wife often breezing to Paris/
while they riding keke napep. . . and ain’t even embarrassed/
I’m a demon and savage/ leaving your speech grievously damaged/
Make your voice change octave. . . . by squeezing your larynx!/


Niggas plot on my crown/ wearing a tight frown/
while I do this leisurely. . . in my slippers and nightgown/
4 years on the throne, relaxed with a nice smile/
cos you can’t see me like ya eyebrows. . . cos I’m too high brow!/
You were hot for a minute. . . but couldn’t last five rounds/
while I still ‘live up’ to the hype. . . .after the hype ‘die down’!/


I rule y’all/ Who y’all?/
I’m Tiger Woods. . . .you David Duval!/
You can’t reach my throne. . .even my footstool too tall!/
This dude fall/ cos he too small/
I’m in that pink poossy daily. . . .this nigga suffer from blue balls!/
My whole crew ball. . . while the fans boo y’all/
I digest rappers like a crouton/ . . . chew y’all/ like a foodstall/
then mount the toilet seat. . . . do a 'Barca'. . . . and poo y’all!!/ (Puyol)


I got the strength of twenty atom bombs. . . like Roger Ramjet/
I’m a damn vet/ and you ain’t even rank yet/ you stank sket!/
You got slim chance. . . of making a fat cheque/
but you should see the cash that this man get/. . .whenever my hand stretch/
I make it rain with my assets/ ‘chopping money like a feast’. . . .una never even start yet/
cos when I ‘flood’ Zenith with my deposits. . . . they call it a ‘banquet’!!/ (bank wet)



oNe

u be DEVIL I SWEAR

@Ibime
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there are some pick-ups frm ur lines dat i hav in my nxt drop on NL, i had it prepared b4 u dropped dis bomb u warcraft!. . .beware i dont bite!!

wots the name of the rap group on FB

Mikuz,nosa,Geekzee and u oda bunch of jealous Wacktards! Ts no doubt,u are all no match for me! Mikuz,wasnt I better than u on Fb? Didnt I Win? Did anybdy accuse me? Tcheeew,ok u are the Best! Happy now? Sum ppl just carry rap for head sha,only fools Will believe ur meaningless rants without showing em links! And after u reply this msg,I will prove to everybody that u BIT lines against me! Lets now see what ur ffag mates will say!

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ILLScripts: Mikuz,nosa,Geekzee and u oda bunch of jealous Wacktards! Ts no doubt,u are all no match for me! Mikuz,wasnt I better than u on Fb? Didnt I Win? Did anybdy accuse me? Tcheeew,ok u are the Best! Happy now? Sum ppl just carry rap for head sha,only fools Will believe ur meaningless rants without showing em links! And after u reply this msg,I will prove to everybody that u BIT lines against me! Lets now see what ur ffag mates will say!

silently ffing

ILLScripts: Mikuz,nosa,Geekzee and u oda bunch of jealous Wacktards! Ts no doubt,u are all no match for me! Mikuz,wasnt I better than u on Fb? Didnt I Win? Did anybdy accuse me? Tcheeew,ok u are the Best! Happy now? Sum ppl just carry rap for head sha,only fools Will believe ur meaningless rants without showing em links! And after u reply this msg,I will prove to everybody that u BIT lines against me! Lets now see what ur ffag mates will say!

You don start again? You can't make your claims without being insulting? You read my last post, did you sight any swear words?

Ok listen I know you believe that amoebas are shapeless,that I'm an admin and we also believe that you shine like lipgloss and that infact you are the definition of hiphop like Nikki's waist(lol). We really do. I agree with you if you say I'm wack, I'm a f@g. I'm an idi@t. That Im useless. I agree. Theres no way I can be better than you when you're the definition of hiphop! (lol)
The problem I have with you is that you bite alot. How can 6 ninjas accuse you of biting? Six!!!!!! . . . and you still have the impetus to call someone else a biter! Stop riding on other people's back,learn to write your own lines. Be creative. The most annoying thing is that, you don't just jump on other people's lines and even try to edit it, you just copy-paste am like that. Who tell you say I be admin? Huh?

E don do... When two elephants fight, grasses suffer
una don stop brawl come dey rant.. Dullin tinz

ANODA ONE

#Ibime is an Inspiration#

Iceberg's d very lad fo dirty rap,once he claps he picks up a gat &busts a cap in a
chap, d glad then feels a gap in his lap,/ he'll hop, stop&drop, den
i nod,. . . a flop i popped!/

u hoping in war lucks/ approach me, i'l duck not/ bro d¤p3ness aint
sold, u cant get it in a drug store/

wit much force,/my solid clenching fists will b bashing ya liquid
drenching teeth/&b gashing ya forehead,/so lyk ya noggin is
established on folly u'l left b dumbfounded/

mistakes dnt go missing,cz am gud at finding a fault/& any boy dat
trys to 'outrun' me, i'l 'walk in' and wit a 22 as a lout stun him/
he's dying wit d gaunt/even wit his mob, i'l compress d
vehicle,&grind it to a halt/

ima Cat, wit lil' tactics, i kill preys dat feel big/lyk doling out d
2nd alphabet i donate punches of freebies/ im 'sick'; am 'popular' cz
dey screened me/drive dudes crazy lyk vehicles, i pull up, thry halt,
den they yell lyk screechy/buh em all cheap phocks, I'm expensive reason y arnd em i dnt feel free/

dnt get tricked d nerd/knws nuthing but to recite rhymes b4
sleeping&forms sick in bed/helping him knw wats happening around,
180degrees. . . .i'l tweak his neck/

he's d fagg in here/ admiring dudes butts when the sagg, he leers/ he's
tryna be faster bt since he gay, all he does is put his A$$ in gear/

my lyrics abound/ so about me the mimics surround/ even lyricists pay good attention to mi scriptz cz i gat a good english command/

Happy Easter Ninjas of NL

ILLScripts:
help me tell the niccuh o...truth is,nobody like When niggas hype u! See,i do appreciate Ibime,not evrybdy likes him!...does that stop him?? We got to 2go,niggas said am now a madtt textee....naxo DRUNK cum C/o me....mynd closed the thread! Then he battled me on FB...His name didnt cum up in any of d verdicts....u wunt even know who I battled! And yet,did any Fb emcee accuse me of biting or recycling? Have u seeing more lines than them?....the Q is,how cum hav neva been accused on FB but only on NL?...I will excuse myself 4 u,mikuz pls take spoon and chop the site! But if dem born u Well...cum battle me for FB!!!

Lol . . I haven't seeing more lines than them oh.
Talking about Fb battles . . . The kind of people you make your voters is eggregious. Imagine one of them Lukman Suleiman asking me to ghostwrite for him. I have screenshots to back it up if he denies it. Your escapades on FB don't matter to me cos there are a very few rappers out there who can rap! Chaps like Umar,Bones,Matty and other guys like them.
Don't get me wrong, I aint saying I'm better than you,Sleak, Suleiman or any other ninja for that matter.
But a netcee who says he's the definition of hiphop like Nikki's waist or asks me to ghostwrite for him has a long way to go . . .

. . . with these few points of mine, I hope I have been able to convince and not confuse you to believe that a comparison between 'Scripts and Streetz is like comparing Seyi Olofinjana to Sergio Busquets and an insult on his person . . .

I'm done with too much talk . . . let's continue with rhymes if you can entertain . . .

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Mikuz, seriouzly!!!!!!! Streetwise... Even Ibime sef no fit compare himself with that demon

Streetwise was a legend up here, no doubt... yu didn't av 2 bring him to d matter @ all. Jes let illscripts be, this nigga is dope and let's see if he gon stand d test of time. And illscripts, you don't av to take everytin so seriously, and u can swear a lot less... It'll help...

So let's stop all d talkin... And do more of rapping. Been feelin dis thread like madt and dose beef no fit stop oo abeg, e make sense die

Wish I can drop here, buh every thing av been writin av been heading straight to my mixtape + school been crazy. Will drop something here soon sha
Everybody I salute oo, and I double sight you


Sometin 4rm Ibime's nemensis (lolzzzzz)


Its the Legendary Streetwise on here
Verse 1
Witness the making of man/
As fearless as an albino Vampire taking a tan/
Antideluvian Alien hands/
Severe your cerebra and leave your membranes
engraved in the sands/
of greco-macedanian lands/ What you hear is illegal/
My Bottom brushes the head of an eagle/
As I invent a complex genre/
that contorts rap into the multiplexus of a convex
corner/
Annexated in a lawless order/
Drowned in the daedalien matrix of a flawless
blunder/
Ur paralyzed by aweless wonder/
They say ur number one. . . I reply then Im a
complex number
U know Im a hazardous bloke/
Done balld more than a shaolin monk ravaged with
a cancerous growth/
Ill definitely see heaven/
But ill drop dead on the 25th hour, 29 february 2011


Verse 2
I flow faster than ur thoughts can go
So what u think u hear now. . I already said it eons
ago/
with the wisdom of a sophos sage/
spitting faster than the speed of light, nigga so my
words dont age/
dumb old slaves/ I bend time and control space/
my swords'll blaze/ and leave you lying helpless/
squinting like an asian astigmatic/
In a scene ten times more graphic than two
dimensional cartesian mathematics/
what battle?/ don't u covet your life?/
thats as silly as bathing outside in the winter with a
bucket of Ice/
or leaving a virgin with a forest of guys/
or tightroping Unclad on cotton above a torrent of
spikes/
or trying to know the position of a positron/ with no
vision/ so listen/
my tongues so hot my words vaporize to a gas
atomic layer/
so u can hear this only bcuz i record in a monoplace
hyperbaric chamber


Bleep stones. . . my words are engraved in iron/
As the sun starts to fall, while the rain is shining/
Niggas weepin like the slaves of zion/
As 2013 becomes 1 in the face of mayans/
Yo, . . u cant phathom the rhyme/
my bars are intricately interwoven by quantum
design/
till ur left in hypotensional state/
slice u up till ur body fits in 2 dimensional space/
Ull attend ur own damn funeral/
Ur not an MC, they just wrote a thousand (and
hundred) in roman numerals/
I transcribe this in heiroglyphics/ rhymes calibrated
with techno- physics/
I spare no lyrics/
Like archeologists on the relics of Phero's egypt/
Bless those heathens/ Bleep ur girl and get those
digits/
Penetrate till her world rocks in tune
Now she's wetter than a necrophilic bisexual in an
autopsy room. .


Luciferous logolepsy/
No Emcee ever navigates through music with the
tetrachords of ptolemy/
Supposedly, Ideogeny's potency's obscured from
contemporary neophytic poetry/
I solemnly but irrevocably declare suppositions/
of quantum dynamic collisions/
against my volition/ but resulting from the cynic
position/
of a luthiferous lyrical vision/
inundate u with variant concepts/
giv orders to my alien subjects of my plans to
invade the world with aerial objects/
Im here. . but u wont see me even if u used photo-
keplerian optics/
my genesis was musical/
Used her ovaries as a mic and my mothers uterus as
a studio/
Its easy, . . find a better verse/
And ill find u a Eulabia Indica at the substratum of
the mariana trench!!!!!

Ok,lemme act matured too!...but pls as from today...if u dnt have links...just shut d ffuck up when u see lines...if u Want Peace!!

Streetwize . . . Where that ninja dey?

Wtf mikuz,if u sud hide ma posts! Then u have to hide Where u insulted and called me a Biter too! Another WAR will start oo! Just hide ur own posts too!

ILLScripts: Wtf mikuz,if u sud hide ma posts! Then u have to hide Where u insulted and called me a Biter too! Another WAR will start oo! Just hide ur own posts too!

he hid mine too, GPU

Mikus did not hide the posts, I did. Keep running your fingers and you'd be banned. Simple

NL dan turn to rantinq zone woh. SLEAK,ILLSCRIPTS,BERG nd odas ah hail oo *balls owt*

Mikuz and Illscripts, post your FB battle here, lemme have a look and give my two cents. Not every battle is decided by credible voters.

OJo, get it established. Streetwize my biggest fan, always asking me for collabo but I wasn't enthused with the quality of his audio spitting. So no, you can't compare us both. That would be an insult to my person!

Ibime: Mikuz and Illscripts, post your FB battle here, lemme have a look and give my two cents. Not every battle is decided by credible voters.

OJo, get it established. Streetwize my biggest fan, always asking me for collabo but I wasn't enthused with the quality of his audio spitting. So no, you can't compare us both. That would be an insult to my person!

mtcheew

ILLScripts:
Have u seeing more lines than them?

mikuz:
Lol . . I haven't seeing more lines than them oh.

Questions & Blunders.

Ibime:
OJo, get it established. Streetwize my biggest fan, always asking me for collabo but I wasn't enthused with the quality of his audio spitting. So no, you can't compare us both. That would be an insult to my person!

Criously?? I was jes kidding about naa, lolzzzz

But he did beat you twice and by popular opinion adjudged the best back den on NL. and by the way you mentioned it you feared him (right here on flow for rank) wen it comes to text battling... guess I took my cue from dat.

Dis is fun

On a collab here, tittled Mamma's Prayers- Kaykluz ft Middy

Here are my verses on the track

Verse1:
Its money when its coming and mourning when it comes in//
I know it keeps on calling, but I live my life is on it//
Mom tried to keep it from me, like love it wasn't for me//
I prayed so hard it breaks me down, decomposing the solid//
But who am I to call it, like Glo-n-light, its not free//
Am bold in fight, its all win//
So mama keeps on praying that one day I'll be reigning//
That one day I'll be leading, putting the pains in rhythm//
Entering the feels infinite, till kay is the reason//
More people gets living and less people leaving//
Hey hello its the morning, fresh start is calling//
Prayers from my mom to heaven, hot spots like nine eleven// Pm like time is seven//
Life's billing me quick, I'm spittin the filth//
death's fair drilling the bleach// and money gets in like we need// and my resume is CV// its kaykluz and middy, vivid// a song for momma, I love you- my momma//

Verse 2:
While I rhyme and skim to my mom my mimes, my hymns//
I sketch my wii-puns like nintendo prior my team//
Revealing my own weakness like Jude on 7 days//
But they mumble sickness, guess my flow leave dem dazed//
But this aint bout writeups, not even quick frees- but about a humble me who know how weak he is//
In the mind of the powerful, common sense will never be//
But around here damn! So much sensitivity//
But life's just a test, we should just do our best//
And pretending mom is fire, you better straighten the line//
Cos I see in 3D, everything is vivid//
Even if am Mavin's Dprince, I still can't be real-geed//
Momma keeps me going, her prayers keep me holding//
Through all the problems that life and all keeps unfolding//
And I'll be bolding through the seas of all Chronics//
So middy sings for my own mama - momma, I love ya//


Wat ya fink?

ojoawo:

Criously?? I was jes kidding about naa, lolzzzz

But he did beat you twice and by popular opinion adjudged the best back den on NL. and by the way you mentioned it you feared him (right here on flow for rank) wen it comes to text battling... guess I took my cue from dat.

Nah he beat me once. Our first battle I freestyled cos I didn't know I was facing a monster cos he was new here. I woulda battled him again but he didn't stick around too long. The ninja brought his whole lifetime of rhymes to battle me whilst I was battling ninjas undefeated once every week. He ran out of steam and couldn't defeat Mailmalc just like that ninja Prekky who came here shining but started dropping levels after few rhymes. So no, he was never acclaimed the best. My verse against DBR would have bested him. But I give it to ninja though, he can beat me but I can also beat him . . . all depending on the variables. I could say the same about Mikuz or DBR although with Streetwize you have to be truly on A game. But when it comes to consistency and the full package of emceeing, Streetwize would be honoured to be put on same pedestal as Ibi. No boasting, just true talk. You can't compare this:


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dxow7UnI4fM&feature=youtube_gdata_player

to this:

http://picosong.com/3xpD/


Just saying!