Lmao @church girl...sister in ...

mikuz:
To be sincere, I'm not a fan of topicals mehn. We no dey mix no matter how hard I try.

You done forget that topical about one babe wey been dey look you for library? Post am jor.

Ibime:
Ninjas is falling hands in poet tourney. I expect ninjas to bring their best vocabulary and vivid imagination, plus educate the reader. Example of what I expect to see below:

tell Kr0ne to give us 4 days to script...not one day...I had to leave assignments to script in haste and most of us are busy as hell during the week... am sure you didn't write that in 1 day either ...

Tribute to our Nairaland brother Bawomolo who was murdered by some hoodlums in Chicago exactly 4 years ago on the eve of finishing his masters.


http://articles.chicagotribune.com/2011-01-18/news/ct-met-dolton-shooting-0119-20110118_1_dolton-residents-dolton-home-robbery-attempt




Where can I begin/ to voice the anguish that's within/
I  pray the Lord watch over his family and kin/
Man is a just a savage tryna satisfy the whim/ of the animal in him/
but I pray they never sleep for the sadness that they bring/
I hope they land up in the bing/ or dangle from a swing/
for taking life away through the randomness of sin/
His lantern isn't dim/ though he lived like a candle in the wind/
He'll always be remebered through the stanzas that we sing/
Just a young man pursuing his goals/
He spoke with conviction and truth in his bones/
For his age, he was super-exposed/
Uber-intelligent, with strong ethics for the youth to behold/
He moved from his home/ at the age of thirteen/
but never forgot where he came from, he stayed with his dream/
His pops drove cabs just to put him through school/
And I attest that Papa didn't raise no fool/
We laughed together/ solved math together/
Damn. . .wish I could put him back together/
He was fast and clever. . .with a gentle soul/
Gunshot to his temple lobe/ wasn't how he was meant to go/
In the end, who knows/ why the heavens chose/
I'm only here to eulogise with my pencil scrolls/
Graduated at 16, two years ahead of his class/
cos he would study hard while his friends would relax/
He was never meant to be last/ He put his best to the task/
while others were only just contented to pass/
And after he ended his grad/ He chased his masters/
Little did we know that he faced disaster/
cos last week they erased his chapter/
while we were downloading music and exchanging banter/
It happened in a crazy manner/
Aint no sunshine when he's gone. . .nor rays of gamma/
While we laughed and joked, he was slumped on his front lawn/
After the smoke cleared, our brother was long gone/
Now some mourn/ over a bond that was once strong/ 
I imagine his terror, when he noticed the guns drawn/
He must have asked for his life but they showed no mercy/ 
Savage and dirty/ Animals thats blood thirsty/
They've spilled their share/ Now their hearts will be filled with fear/
cos they crossed the rubicon and are ill prepared/
Vengeance is mine said the Lord, and his will is clear/
My brother Bam was nothing but a pilgrim here/
Like any of us in this foreign land/
Tryna get our moneys worth from Uncle Sam/
I learnt a lot from this humble man/
so Ima put em into practice, and never fall his hand/
cos when I go, I want all my people to see/
That the good outweighed the evil in me/
so thanks for the lesson that you've given to me/
Fly on brother. . .now you can breathe and be free/


R.I.P

Ibime:


You done forget that topical about one babe wey been dey look you for library? Post am jor.

hahaha . . .

I guess that's the story Kr0ne was refering to.

I did this in 2012....

Emaprince:
Deviating a lil bit


DILLY-DALLY

Seen her a couple of times/ but it troubles my mind/
Cos she expensive and to get her . I should double my grind/
She bubbles and shine/clubbing on a dress purple and fine/
I get the jitters/ when I see her/ empty bottles of wine/
She had me dazzled and blind/cos she bright like my future/
The way I see it . . she my prospective wife,I'm her suitor/
I should make a move quick/I deserve her,I'll prove it/
But I'm bemused with/the way she grooving/ to the music/

I was walking and thinking/.her sex game may be faulty and kinky/
Spat on my self due to hiccups cos i was talking and drinking/
When she turned around/ behold..the way she wore her gown/
Wished I could set fire on my goose pimples and burn it down/
Cos there isn't more in town/her types are rare to see/
She even give me palpitations each time she stares at me/
But the true story is/my presence,she never noticed it/
I think I should be bold to speak/so I can get to know this chick/
Knowing she'll soon leave/cos the streets were moonlit/
Took time to get courage and sweep dudes off the way like broom sticks/
My confidence bloomed quick/ when I was ready to go/
I can't believe the bar man said . . she left two hours ago/..damn!

besides ibime..your first verse was disjointed....it is mainly multies and big words... no emotion really or story telling ....sauron was the best at it .

dance with the devil- IT ..has got to be the sickest...no forced multies..and one scene led to another..Kendrick Lamar is also a beast at it ...

Kr0ne / Guykena please give me and my opponent our topic ...loonatiic isn't ready... am gonna be real busy next week... give us ALREADY !!!

Lafzzz

Ibime,the tribute verse was in 2009 or 2010

Let's do this . . .
.
.
.
It all started two weeks back . . precisely. . /
I was at Uniport's World bank library . . /
My study was serious/
. . was reading for a test a visiting lecturer promised to give us/
The scene was typical . . with the trappings of library movements/
silent and filled with serious minded students/
some look nervous and tension soaked/
while others wore confidence gazing at their handwritten lecture notes/
I like silence . . but I could be a good noise freak/
cos I love engaging with loud arguments with ma football peeps/
Periodically . . I could distract myself to be able to just digest/ some of what I've read/
cos the contents in my note can leave any student bored to death!/
It seemed every line I read centered on Insolvency. . / Debts,liquidation,bankruptcy . . Oh Lord's Mercy . . /
. . With all that one could think Carlos Slim's wealth aint worth one Bentley. . !/
I raised ma head as a heard the librarian interrogating a guy . . who wasn't finding it easy to speak/
. . and this was when I saw this charming and elegantly dressed pretty chick!/
her steps got me truely awed/
as I couldn't blink as she walked through the door/
She was fair like the mermaids that made ancient sailors wreck/
. . their ships againt great ice-bergs/
Omotola got hips . . but I like this one a bit better/
2face said her beauty could change his scenery . . but for me this beauty can change a theatre/
Her shape was sumtious . . he gait was flawless/
With her endownment . . I concluded that she was a goddess/
My eyes abrutly got litted/
moment she started moving to where I was sitted/
This chick was so lovely dressed . . the jean she wore was clear dark blue/
I couldn't see her feet . . cos the tables and chair obstructed ma view/
but with the way she wound her waist . . it was rather a fact/
. . that she cat-walked better than a cat/
Everyone got their books before their eyes/
with an exception of all the guys/
she was one hell of a stunning cutie/
so no real man would take his gaze off this beauty . . /
I closed my eyes and said a prayer . . not minding if it mattered/
but when I opened my eyes . . . the prayer was answered/
she must have heard God direct her to me . . cos in no time/
she decided to take a seat adjacent to mine/
I took time once more to perused her looks/
. . as she sat and opened her books/
My mind drifted from the test and ma preparation/
To hell with it . . Ill make up for it during examination/
cos it could take another lifetime to re-meet this kinda creation!/
Her elegance was a profound pride/
she had an oval face and she was brown eyed/
her skin was light . . and her nose was kinda round sized/
Her small mouth fitted with her face . . this lady was a rare being/
And the colour of her lipstick matched her fair skin/
On her head there was an attachment there/
Later I got to find out it was called Brazilian hair/
So many voices in my head saying "approach her . . You should thank your star"/
"If she says yes . . where is the money you'd use to take care of her?"/
The other says " Don't do it, shes not your class"/
. . and "shes too expensive . . she'd dry up your a$s!/
plus "You'd fall ya hands dating her . . shes bigger than you . . times two"/
. . ." can't you see the way shes looking at you . . she doesn't like you!"/
The voices kept on . . giving me all pieces of notions/
By this time my head was in real commotion/
I didn't know where I got the courage from . . I just popped up like shells/
. . I had an adrenaline rush from ma adrenal gland to my cells/
their effect was felt abrutly. ./
cos a need for me to take action came up suddenly . . !/
My eyes opened wider/
. . and my mouth moistured with saliva/
My hair stood still like they were a bit apart/
and they took the resemblance of a forest to a creature like an ant/
. . I do not like approaching a chick just like that . . Not that kinda fella/
without anything bringing us together . . /
but on this memorable occassion . . it goes without mention/
I was going to make an exception!!/
. . . To be continued.


This babe wey wan kill me that year. . .

^^^weve been waiting for part 2 for 3 years

My mind drifted from the test and ma preparation/
To hell with it . . Ill make up for it during examination/


Na this part make me laugh pass. If no be topical, I for think say na one of Yaylow jokes.

Grand master of Storytelling

K.dot .....

On her head there was an attachment there/
Later I got to find out it was called Brazilian hair/



Thís nigga got jokes.

"m.A.A.d City"

Kendrick lamar
(feat. Mc Eiht)
[Intro:]
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this
song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in the street I hear
[ScHoolBoy Q:]
"YAWK! YAWK! YAWK! YAWK!"
[Hook:]
"Man down. Where you from, nigga?"
"Bleep who you know, where you from my nigga?"
"Where your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?"
This m.A.A.d city I run, my nigga
[Verse 1:]
Brace yourself, I'll take you on a trip down memory
lane
This is not a rap on how I'm slinging crack or move
cocaine
This is cul-de-sac and plenty Cognac and major
pain
Not the drill sergeant, but the stress that weighing
on your brain
It was me, O-Boogy, Yaya, YG Lucky ride down
Rosecrans
It got ugly, waving your hand out the window. Check
yo self
Uh, warriors and Conans
Hope euphoria can slow dance with society
The driver seat the first one to get killed
Seen a light-skinned nigga with his brains blown out
At the same burger stand, where *censored* hang
out
Now this is not a tape recorder saying that he did it
But ever since that day, I was looking at him
different
That was back when I was nine
Joey packed the nine
Pack to stand on every porch is fine
We adapt to crime, pack a van with four guns at a
time
With the sliding door, Bleep is up?
Bleep you shooting for if you ain't walking up?
You fucking punk, picking up the fucking pump
Picking off you suckers, suck a dick or die or
sucker punch
A wall of bullets coming from
AK's, AR's, "aye y'all. Duck."
That's what momma said when we was eating that
free lunch
Aw man, God damn, all hell broke loose
You killed my cousin back in '94. Bleep yo truce
Now crawl yo head in that noose
You wind up dead on the news
Ain't no peace treaty, just pieces
BG's up to pre-approve, bodies on top of bodies
IV's on top of IV's
Obviously the coroner between the sheets like the
Isleys
When you hop on that trolley
Make sure your colors correct
Make sure you're corporate, or they'll be calling
your mother collect
They say the governor collect, all of our taxes
except
When we in traffic and tragic happens, that shit ain't
no threat
You moving backwards if you suggest that you
sleep with a Tec
Go buy a chopper and have a doctor on speed dial, I
guess
M.A.A.d city
[Hook:]
"Man down
Where you from, nigga?"
"Bleep who you know, where you from my nigga?"
"Where your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?"
This m.A.A.d city I run, my nigga."
[Bridge:]
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this
song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in the street I hear
[ScHoolBoy Q:]
"YAWK! YAWK! YAWK!
[MC Eiht:]
Wake yo punk ass up!
It ain't nothing but a Compton thang
Chyea
Real simple and plain
I'm a teach you some lessons about the street
It ain't nothing but a Compton thang
Chyea
How we do
[Verse 2:]
Fresh outta school cause I was a high school grad
Sleeping in the living room in my momma's pad
Reality struck I seen the white car crash
Hit the light pole two nigga's hopped out on foot and
dashed
My Pops said I needed a job I thought I believed
him
Security guard for a month and ended up leaving
In fact I got fired because I was inspired by all of my
friends
To stage a robbery the third Saturday I clocked in
Projects tore up, gang signs get thrown up
Cocaine laced in marijuana
And they wonder why I rarely smoke now
Imagine if your first blunt had you foaming at the
mouth
I was straight tweaking the next weekend we broke
even
I made a legion then made a promise to see you
bleeding
You know the reasons but still won't ever know my
life
Kendrick AKA Compton's human sacrifice

one scene leads to the next like a movie..no flashy unnecessary multie

Darkrebel:


I birth the ice...like Mrs. Zamani ...


that would have been better

Dat ice queen has its meaning.I understnd you tho,buh I guess u didn't get wat I meant.

Quick One

ODE TO HIP HOP

Ok yall niggas take cover/.... Cuz as the flame drops down/.... from a grey blurred cloud/.... It takes blood out/... and it aint troy man/..... Its a Lame offer/
..... Was what I thought of responsibility......­ till I discovered it only came to be.... for the sake of man/

.... aiii, forget that bar, this is a strong collision/.... So listen up as I bring the toughest diction/... I'm on a mission/..... Its an ode to hiphop/.... But before I hype, I'd come with real talks/
.... This is a game, yu take the wrong move and spoil everything you worked for...... Like a long prediction!!/

But then again, we all glad to be here/....I mean hiphops now what we rep/.... In a sec, em pledge to love the game with their hands on the chest/... No, I said in a 'Sekem', pledge to love the game....with their 'hands on the chest'/.... and tho some textcees are outdated.. But still spit hard till the end/
..... While some be 'Andrew Garfield'.... they've got more swag on the web!!/

.... I'd never heed/.... to reject my breed/.... Buh if I battled hiphop, I'd let her feed/
.... f*ck a family tree, I'm related to this shit......and if hiphop was a bbitch, she'd bear my seed/

Like a beautiful liar/... I'm a smart Lad/.... But my middle desire/.... was quite rash/.... Hiphop died twice/.... I was choosen and hired/.... by two different sires/
..... to rekindle the fire/... by night time/

.... I'm so legal a rhymer/... with smart rhymes/... buh then watching the ish die was a tough scene/... Inshort, see/.... mosta yall f*cked gee/.... annoy me/
.... a state of emergency, yall dawgs lean..... Una neva chop belle full... Una dey talk beef!!/

I held sh*t down when the game ws scary as fire/... Niggas unknown, already I'm viral/.... Enough glocks and I barely misfire/.... I dnt grab 9's......'thirty's required/....till I'm ending these liars/
.... No shots Buh when I aggresively 'lace' punches.......I immediately 'wear dawgs out' with some deadly 'attires'!!!/

Started this sh*t a couple of years back/....and when I raise a muscle, yu dead bra!/.... We ruled 2go HipHop room 1...... and when yu fumble yu get hacked/.... I'm about to double the next line....
Yall niggas were uncool to text rap/
.... Buh when I doubled the next line...
I became an uncle to text rap!!/

I was bad and evil/...with enough bags to keep dudes/... Niggas like hayboi should be grabbed and killed too/... Oh you shock? hiphop frowns at you dude/
..... Your lines never rang a bell..... Dnt let your gbags deceive you!!/

.... and respect to 2pac, he truly was a god/... B.I.G also took it from the top/... Reminiscing great minds, till I'd be choosen for a start/... Last time I stated wat I'd wish to achieve.... mama saw music on the front/... and shes like "you too stupid for a boy"/
.... But then I ignored all odds....
focused on the ode to hiphop, just to tell yall fellas.... that I do it for the Love!!!/

Limerick:
Quick One

ODE TO HIP HOP

Ok yall niggas take cover/.... Cuz as the flame drops down/.... from a grey blurred cloud/.... It takes blood out/... and it aint troy man/..... Its a Lame offer/
..... Was what I thought of responsibility......­ till I discovered it only came to be.... for the sake of man/

.... aiii, forget that bar, this is a strong collision/.... So listen up as I bring the toughest diction/... I'm on a mission/..... Its an ode to hiphop/.... But before I hype, I'd come with real talks/
.... This is a game, yu take the wrong move and spoil everything you worked for...... Like a long prediction!!/

But then again, we all glad to be here/....I mean hiphops now what we rep/.... In a sec, em pledge to love the game with their hands on the chest/... No, I said in a 'Sekem', pledge to love the game....with their 'hands on the chest'/.... and tho some textcees are outdated.. But still spit hard till the end/
..... While some be 'Andrew Garfield'.... they've got more swag on the web!!/

.... I'd never heed/.... to reject my breed/.... Buh if I battled hiphop, I'd let her feed/
.... f*ck a family tree, I'm related to this shit......and if hiphop was a bbitch, she'd bear my seed/

Like a beautiful liar/... I'm a smart Lad/.... But my middle desire/.... was quite rash/.... Hiphop died twice/.... I was choosen and hired/.... by two different sires/
..... to rekindle the fire/... by night time/

.... I'm so legal a rhymer/... with smart rhymes/... buh then watching the ish die was a tough scene/... Inshort, see/.... mosta yall f*cked gee/.... annoy me/
.... a state of emergency, yall dawgs lean..... Una neva chop belle full... Una dey talk beef!!/

I held sh*t down when the game ws scary as fire/... Niggas unknown, already I'm viral/.... Enough glocks and I barely misfire/.... I dnt grab 9's......'thirty's required/....till I'm ending these liars/
.... No shots Buh when I aggresively 'lace' punches.......I immediately 'wear dawgs out' with some deadly 'attires'!!!/

Started this sh*t a couple of years back/....and when I raise a muscle, yu dead bra!/.... We ruled 2go HipHop room 1...... and when yu fumble yu get hacked/.... I'm about to double the next line....
Yall niggas were uncool to text rap/
.... Buh when I doubled the next line...
I became an uncle to text rap!!/

I was bad and evil/...with enough bags to keep dudes/... Niggas like hayboi should be grabbed and killed too/... Oh you shock? hiphop frowns at you dude/
..... Your lines never rang a bell..... Dnt let your gbags deceive you!!/

.... and respect to 2pac, he truly was a god/... B.I.G also took it from the top/... Reminiscing great minds, till I'd be choosen for a start/... Last time I stated wat I'd wish to achieve.... mama saw music on the front/... and shes like "you too stupid for a boy"/
.... But then I ignored all odds....
focused on the ode to hiphop, just to tell yall fellas.... that I do it for the Love!!!/

One can flow wit dis usin any instrumental..big ups...dat hayboi line mak me laff.

Lol Ibime, mehn laziness no gree me finish am jor. Meanwhile I dey plan to drop a yaylow esque project.

Gladyys:

Testing testing...who is S?/
Your fraustration is realy a mess/you cnt even tag me right/oh,its sadly fright!!!

Look well bloke,there are 2' y's' 4 you/ok he cnt dig dat 2....you'r 2 foolish 2 b called a fool...............
(yawns).....I knw wat your rebruttal will look like,absolutely like you.

yu must be talking a pretty rebruttal.....I'm the wittiest of humans....you are too shitty a woman....
I'll waste your life cos am ur master . . . .so if you no longer here, its ryt we "MISSing" a woman/

You are perishable.... I rule with a president's view.... You are daft, an untelligent dude...
Only thing we hav in comon is i'm a "barbeque of drugs" so I stark illy traits(stark illitrates). . . . .like Untelligent dudes/

I'm a raging thug....on a daily blog... I'm the king to all of yall baby dawgs....
I knw even if I asked; "who and who are dope?" I'll See no names(synonyms). . . .even after Interchanging words/

Gladys Your drop is barbaric....you not energetic....you lack deductive reasoning. . . .but keep forcing the ethics...
You a pussy and u wack, your bars are bitchy. . . . .and your verses gettin 4cked by every tom, dick and harry.

SDC2:

yu must be talking a pretty rebruttal.....I'm the wittiest of humans....you are too shitty a woman....
I'll waste your life cos am ur master . . . .so if you no longer here, its ryt we "MISSing" a woman/

You are perishable.... I rule with a president's view.... You are daft, an untelligent dude...
Only thing we hav in comon is i'm a "barbeque of drugs" so I start illy traits(stark illitrates). . . . .like Untelligent dudes/

I'm a raging thug....on a daily blog... I'm the king to all of yall baby dawgs....
I knw even if I asked; "who and who are dope?" I'll See no names(synonyms). . . .even after Interchanging words/

Gladys Your drop is barbaric....you not energetic....you lack deductive reasoning. . . .but keep forcing the ethics...
You a pussy and u wack, your bars are bitchy. . . . .and your verses gettin 4cked by every tom, dick and harry.

ghost

Limerick:
Quick One

ODE TO HIP HOP

Ok yall niggas take cover/.... Cuz as the flame drops down/.... from a grey blurred cloud/.... It takes blood out/... and it aint troy man/..... Its a Lame offer/
..... Was what I thought of responsibility......­ till I discovered it only came to be.... for the sake of man/

.... aiii, forget that bar, this is a strong collision/.... So listen up as I bring the toughest diction/... I'm on a mission/..... Its an ode to hiphop/.... But before I hype, I'd come with real talks/
.... This is a game, yu take the wrong move and spoil everything you worked for...... Like a long prediction!!/

But then again, we all glad to be here/....I mean hiphops now what we rep/.... In a sec, em pledge to love the game with their hands on the chest/... No, I said in a 'Sekem', pledge to love the game....with their 'hands on the chest'/.... and tho some textcees are outdated.. But still spit hard till the end/
..... While some be 'Andrew Garfield'.... they've got more swag on the web!!/

.... I'd never heed/.... to reject my breed/.... Buh if I battled hiphop, I'd let her feed/
.... f*ck a family tree, I'm related to this shit......and if hiphop was a bbitch, she'd bear my seed/

Like a beautiful liar/... I'm a smart Lad/.... But my middle desire/.... was quite rash/.... Hiphop died twice/.... I was choosen and hired/.... by two different sires/
..... to rekindle the fire/... by night time/

.... I'm so legal a rhymer/... with smart rhymes/... buh then watching the ish die was a tough scene/... Inshort, see/.... mosta yall f*cked gee/.... annoy me/
.... a state of emergency, yall dawgs lean..... Una neva chop belle full... Una dey talk beef!!/

I held sh*t down when the game ws scary as fire/... Niggas unknown, already I'm viral/.... Enough glocks and I barely misfire/.... I dnt grab 9's......'thirty's required/....till I'm ending these liars/
.... No shots Buh when I aggresively 'lace' punches.......I immediately 'wear dawgs out' with some deadly 'attires'!!!/

Started this sh*t a couple of years back/....and when I raise a muscle, yu dead bra!/.... We ruled 2go HipHop room 1...... and when yu fumble yu get hacked/.... I'm about to double the next line....
Yall niggas were uncool to text rap/
.... Buh when I doubled the next line...
I became an uncle to text rap!!/

I was bad and evil/...with enough bags to keep dudes/... Niggas like hayboi should be grabbed and killed too/... Oh you shock? hiphop frowns at you dude/
..... Your lines never rang a bell..... Dnt let your gbags deceive you!!/

.... and respect to 2pac, he truly was a god/... B.I.G also took it from the top/... Reminiscing great minds, till I'd be choosen for a start/... Last time I stated wat I'd wish to achieve.... mama saw music on the front/... and shes like "you too stupid for a boy"/
.... But then I ignored all odds....
focused on the ode to hiphop, just to tell yall fellas.... that I do it for the Love!!!/

nice flow but i culd crush you lyk an ant

SDC2:

yu must be talking a pretty rebruttal.....I'm the wittiest of humans....you are too shitty a woman....
I'll waste your life cos am ur master . . . .so if you no longer here, its ryt we "MISSing" a woman/

You are perishable.... I rule with a president's view.... You are daft, an untelligent dude...
Only thing we hav in comon is i'm a "barbeque of drugs" so I stark illy traits(stark illitrates). . . . .like Untelligent dudes/

I'm a raging thug....on a daily blog... I'm the king to all of yall baby dawgs....
I knw even if I asked; "who and who are dope?" I'll See no names(synonyms). . . .even after Interchanging words/

Gladys Your drop is barbaric....you not energetic....you lack deductive reasoning. . . .but keep forcing the ethics...
You a pussy and u wack, your bars are bitchy. . . . .and your verses gettin 4cked by every tom, dick and harry.

u spat rubbish/....a wack formin/ ur bars corny/ not that funny/ .....they lack punches/....dull-brained...but pardon me/ u won't get brighter....with flash on it/ .....am bestin you/..ur in destitute/ see the tech is loose/...u choose, if u wan ya chest to ooze/...or die as a whole with ur head in noose/ same way i dealt with bruce....fork!

007faggitbruce, am callin u out.......pick a date for ur execution

when bruce smirks, the ladies go crazy/ that bastard's a bytch, his maiden name is rosemary/ a stripper getting paid & cocked by the pole daily/ he must be earning a lot, cos we've seen so much ''fùck'' on his post lately/

Pained cunt

SDC2:

yu must be talking a pretty rebruttal.....I'm the wittiest of humans....you are too shitty a woman....
I'll waste your life cos am ur master . . . .so if you no longer here, its ryt we "MISSing" a woman/

You are perishable.... I rule with a president's view.... You are daft, an untelligent dude...
Only thing we hav in comon is i'm a "barbeque of drugs" so I stark illy traits(stark illitrates). . . . .like Untelligent dudes/

I'm a raging thug....on a daily blog... I'm the king to all of yall baby dawgs....
I knw even if I asked; "who and who are dope?" I'll See no names(synonyms). . . .even after Interchanging words/

Gladys Your drop is barbaric....you not energetic....you lack deductive reasoning. . . .but keep forcing the ethics...
You a pussy and u wack, your bars are bitchy. . . . .and your verses gettin 4cked by every tom, dick and harry.

Your bars are full of gbags/you are wack n dats a fact/
Guess you dissin yourself, 'DUDE'/your lines are archaic like an elf too/

You jealous bou who fuucks my verse now?/you'r a pervert,clown/

M like Jesus,cos m walkin over d 'C 2'/
Obviously ryt nw only d poor need you/i mean wen there is iphone,who needs C2?/
You'r at d background/cos m back now/
Your words aint 'fit' dey wear us out/like I rightly predicted...now shut your tramp,else I tear dos out...

mikuz:
Let's do this . . .
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It all started two weeks back . . precisely. . /
I was at Uniport's World bank library . . /
My study was serious/
. . was reading for a test a visiting lecturer promised to give us/
The scene was typical . . with the trappings of library movements/
silent and filled with serious minded students/
some look nervous and tension soaked/
while others wore confidence gazing at their handwritten lecture notes/
I like silence . . but I could be a good noise freak/
cos I love engaging with loud arguments with ma football peeps/
Periodically . . I could distract myself to be able to just digest/ some of what I've read/
cos the contents in my note can leave any student bored to death!/
It seemed every line I read centered on Insolvency. . / Debts,liquidation,bankruptcy . . Oh Lord's Mercy . . /
. . With all that one could think Carlos Slim's wealth aint worth one Bentley. . !/
I raised ma head as a heard the librarian interrogating a guy . . who wasn't finding it easy to speak/
. . and this was when I saw this charming and elegantly dressed pretty chick!/
her steps got me truely awed/
as I couldn't blink as she walked through the door/
She was fair like the mermaids that made ancient sailors wreck/
. . their ships againt great ice-bergs/
Omotola got hips . . but I like this one a bit better/
2face said her beauty could change his scenery . . but for me this beauty can change a theatre/
Her shape was sumtious . . he gait was flawless/
With her endownment . . I concluded that she was a goddess/
My eyes abrutly got litted/
moment she started moving to where I was sitted/
This chick was so lovely dressed . . the jean she wore was clear dark blue/
I couldn't see her feet . . cos the tables and chair obstructed ma view/
but with the way she wound her waist . . it was rather a fact/
. . that she cat-walked better than a cat/
Everyone got their books before their eyes/
with an exception of all the guys/
she was one hell of a stunning cutie/
so no real man would take his gaze off this beauty . . /
I closed my eyes and said a prayer . . not minding if it mattered/
but when I opened my eyes . . . the prayer was answered/
she must have heard God direct her to me . . cos in no time/
she decided to take a seat adjacent to mine/
I took time once more to perused her looks/
. . as she sat and opened her books/
My mind drifted from the test and ma preparation/
To hell with it . . Ill make up for it during examination/
cos it could take another lifetime to re-meet this kinda creation!/
Her elegance was a profound pride/
she had an oval face and she was brown eyed/
her skin was light . . and her nose was kinda round sized/
Her small mouth fitted with her face . . this lady was a rare being/
And the colour of her lipstick matched her fair skin/
On her head there was an attachment there/
Later I got to find out it was called Brazilian hair/
So many voices in my head saying "approach her . . You should thank your star"/
"If she says yes . . where is the money you'd use to take care of her?"/
The other says " Don't do it, shes not your class"/
. . and "shes too expensive . . she'd dry up your a$s!/
plus "You'd fall ya hands dating her . . shes bigger than you . . times two"/
. . ." can't you see the way shes looking at you . . she doesn't like you!"/
The voices kept on . . giving me all pieces of notions/
By this time my head was in real commotion/
I didn't know where I got the courage from . . I just popped up like shells/
. . I had an adrenaline rush from ma adrenal gland to my cells/
their effect was felt abrutly. ./
cos a need for me to take action came up suddenly . . !/
My eyes opened wider/
. . and my mouth moistured with saliva/
My hair stood still like they were a bit apart/
and they took the resemblance of a forest to a creature like an ant/
. . I do not like approaching a chick just like that . . Not that kinda fella/
without anything bringing us together . . /
but on this memorable occassion . . it goes without mention/
I was going to make an exception!!/
. . . To be continued.


This babe wey wan kill me that year. . .

lol..dope bro. U be evil tho!!!

SDC2:
nice flow but i culd crush you lyk an ant

How much did you pay.... Getting Attention is not free you know....

Springed an ace up his sleeve, chopd off his arms, nw he can't hold 2 his RIFFLE and GLOCKS../lyk 'kent' I fil no pain,so n0 gain in ư tryna puncture,of cz I c ur PISTOLS as TOYS../i was. Paired wt ª kid,ư doubt?cnt ư ₡ his lines 'socks',s0 I came wt ª BABY FEEDER../sti ³ drps quackz nd claimz he'ȿ d0pe, I call em LAZY FILLERS../wt em he'ȿ bin duckin п dolgin,nt 2 mit his doom,well 2day he SURELY HAS../nigz jst chil nd watch 'hoolie' whup his SORRY ASSS.../lyk Abraham bro,out of d lots,he'ȿ brawlin HADEZ/his last victory ws slim lyk SHADYS'/so watch me scater ds geek lyk I'ϻ readinq faith oyidipo novel/nd bring death 2 his lines lyk ϻ stappin him wit bullet/u dnt nid 2 c scores«skulls» b4 ư knw ur in danger!quenched his taste wt mai freeze,nw lyk Pepsi he cnt dare-for more! OLIVER TWIST../red«read» mai lines ah protons,ð only fin da can 'shock' ư is da way HOOLIGAN KILLZ../so if ư ever hear 'LIQUID' hurtz ª 'gee',conclude tz PROLLY MAI SPITX..//

Gladyys:

Your bars are full of gbags/you are wack n dats a fact/
Guess you dissin yourself, 'DUDE'/your lines are archaic like an elf too/

You jealous bou who fuucks my verse now?/you'r a pervert,clown/

M like Jesus,cos m walkin over d 'C 2'/
Obviously ryt nw only d poor need you/i mean wen there is iphone,who needs C2?/
You'r at d background/cos m back now/
Your words aint 'fit' dey wear us out/like I rightly predicted...now shut your tramp,else I tear dos out...

smh Daughter of Klause, Bite SmaLL SmaLL Biko