I serve lyric like NYSC corpers. .stroke gimmicks who claim they murder critics/
808 hearts break, feets tremble. .my wave. .seismic/
Palm raised and heart cuffed. .label it your cardiac arrest/
Born with a silver cutlery. .got cadillacs at my rest/
Who cares if you run a single app. .cuz like Norton, . .I en masse systems/
Took your first semester out and slashed it. .mid term/
You won't get to see this. .your corpse paradigm as my screensaver!/
Nor bank on your ghost. .the Casper won't. . neither!/
Sweatin' it out pennin' . .while im chillin' with my ink. .frozen ice/
Get to watch you fizzle out. .before my very eyes/
Truth be told, your wordplays are not pretty. .they plain/
Sony Ericsson walkman, . .can't work it out cuz your lame/
Can't be a wrapper when im ready-made!/
Your girl no longer innocent. . cuz she . .ive already laid/
You can't drop Havana. .with your grass hooks? . .boy, you savanna!/
Hannah, my queen. .you a slave. . meaning you serve hannah!/
That I got Lupe lyrics indicate how mean and vicious I go at this head/
Other heads know. .they've seen. .now they feared/
With more achievements than the whole Spanish club!!/
Broomstick?. .to a sword battle?. .my slice lines will sweep you off/
Absurd tales are what you bring. .not this!/
Could see your tensed up. .when its not war. .better rest in peace/
Cuz you don't fly high. .so stunted. .you a bamboo root!/
And your doll lines won't make your barbeque/
Jigsaw I puzzle. .made to bamboozle you!/
Hey (AE). .I spar rich vowel, so I don't O U!/
We pull off without err cuz we've mastered act!/
The only stunt you pulled. .was when you left a bi tch pregnant!/
Quick art. .dissect his piggy bank in half and all his money tore/
Ill and bedridden fellow. .like Jet Li, we know you the one!/
The virgin never ate her apple, can't tell what's pro and who's con/
So quit the tos and fros cuz in this. .i've won!/

im sorry . im too used to reading posts only from known names and skip the rest . well yall should get off each others d!cks , and mikuz somebody should freaking call ibime somebody out.

jamez3d: im sorry . im too used to reading posts only from known names and skip the rest . well yall should get off each others d!cks , and mikuz somebody should freaking call ibime somebody out.

you want make I bereave person ?

Nairaland has a history of ninjas that shine on a day to day basis, but when it's crunch-time, they all know Ibime comes up trumps.

Sauron, HJ and DBR are examples of such day-to-day champions who overreached themselves and got taught a lesson at the main event.

The only ninja that turned rhetoric into reality is Streetwize, and Ibime was too busy enjoying himself on holiday somewhere on a beach when he battled Streetwize.

If Ibime can be bothered to oil up his sword again, trust that all this gra-gra would cease.

This is a typical example of the idiom that says "A bad worker will always blame his tools." For the nigga to claim that the reason why he lost to the guy was because he was on a holiday somewhere in a beach (God knows where) is very laughable. Sorry but it goes to show that he is just irresponsible. I mean for that to come from the supposed 'Nairaland Rap King' shows that the ninja feels insecured. He can go as long as greasing his sword for all I care :
But when he has finally been forced to eat the humble pie (courtesy of the lyrically gifted mikuz) he shouldn't argue that he lost because he was on a vacation somewhere in Sahara.

Chicken whey no dey hear word go hear am inside pot of soup. Ibime I go roast you ! I go blood you !!

If Ibime told you where he was sunning himself prior to battling Streetwize, you would need an encyclopedia and google search to find it. . .

The young always feel like King of the ring, just because Generals are busy chasing other matters, but should amalinze the cat bait Okonkwo back into the wrestling ring, he would find the old adage that "khaki no be leather" holds true. Whilst we might clap for a few punchlines here and there, it is vital to learn that battle is a different matter. Go back and read the archives. Play and joke punchlines and eviscerating battle punchlines no be the same thing. Me money even says Jamez3D and likes of H.J can take you on.

And If rap was compared to we running on a 100 meter race you could need a pair of binoculars to locate me. There's a huge gap between the past and present. Nobody stays on that sit till eternity.
Yohan Blake shocked the athletics world when he outpaced Usain Bolt twice in the Olympic 100 and 200 meter trial race respectively. Timothy Bradley shocked the boxing world when he defeated Manny Pacquiao only recently. Senegal shocked the football world when they pipped France 0-1 in the 2002 edition of the world cup finals. You are already looking vulnerable stretching on that alibi. Prior to the moment you made for the ring to face streetwize you saw him as the rat and you were the 'Okon' but long before the bout went halfway he had beaten you so mercillessly that you started begging the ref for a 're-match'. The ninja got your face re-designed with heavy weighted punches. You couldnt even project your arm not to talk of directing a punch at him. But then you lost to him because of your over inflated ego. He defeated you because you went complacent and totally underrated the guy. The nigga explored your weak points and used it to his advantage to upstage and demoralise you. You better watch your back cos when I flaunt rocket launchers and mortars na so vultures go dey hover !

Ibime is phu.cking high/ cos for him to say hes a General . . . Is a bloody lie/
Clays apart . . . I could murd this guy/
Im King . . .and he a puppet/ I'll beat him pale . . .next he'll kick the bucket/
If hes science inclined . . . I could make him my subject/
The negro lacking/ he needs to quit rapping/
He fronts alot . . . even a SAN . . . couldnt give him legal backing/
Theres no doubt he'll retire/when I take him out in a fire/
He'll be in for a shock . . If it goes down to the wire/
I run this board/ why cant he call me Lord?/
My fine arts . . . make him go back to the drawing board/
My step overs and dribbling skills/ thrill his team/
He might need a protractor . . .to do a 360 spin/
I plank the dude/ If he says more than he should/
Shove his footwear in a wardrobe . . .and make him hang his boots/
His alibi was just crap/ we wont fall for all that/
Im scoring Hat tricks when I ball . . . and this nigga is uncapped/
Ladies like I/ cos they know I rhyme tight/
My punches . . . could make this guy . . . turn a blind eye/

They say I know the ropes of rap game just cuz I spit raw/injecting these flowz into ma system that cause I'm sick uh/drop kung fu lines like jayden nigga I Will/i dress to kill serving niggas like its their meal/ I'm brutal with every beat so I was put behind these bars/ y'all niggas need space ma punches make ya see stars/ I got delivery like ma doorbell buzzing/ killing rappers is ma plan put it on ma budget... One

My sparz raw like peeled onions. .brandish figure heads with similes like speech genius/
No one does it better than I like the alphabet/
Flushin' the game with döpe shít like toilet/
No wordplays. .you're doll like puppet/
But I shine bright . .like a glowin' fluorescent/
When it comes to grand slam. .im champion like Roger Federer/
But you. .donkey year past your prime time . .like modern era/
Without ceremony, pen your epitaph like obituary/
Your entire crew shock. .they keep dead silence. .like the cemetry/
Flippin' at you guys. .page punch like Nigeria newspaper/
Y'all bikers. .im your Charly boy. .like an area father/
And to that folk endin' his numb barz with one like a DBR wannabe/
Better careful. .cuz next time I be flyin' country kicks like Chinese Jet Li/

Not been here in ages!
Yet ma name keeps poppin up, wow.
And oh, ibime still gloating over a 2nd round victory.
A round i said im not in to win b4 it started?(FACT). .bwahaha!!
But has an after thot "reason" why he lost to d 1 hit wonder Streetwise, claimin' sun tannin on d beach?(EXCUSE)
Way to go son!!

And Mikuz, im so impressed by how much u'v grown.
Just browsed thru the thread e'rone has stepd up tho
but Mikuz, u stand out from d rest. kudos.
Y'all keep dropin 'em barz tho.
Mayb eventually i'll find time and get motivated to pen...someday

oNe

DBR:
e'rone has stepd up tho

...our legs on the cloud.

expect me tonite

DBR: Not been here in ages!
Yet ma name keeps poppin up, wow.
And oh, ibime still gloating over a 2nd round victory.
A round i said im not in to win b4 it started?(FACT). .bwahaha!!
But has an after thot "reason" why he lost to d 1 hit wonder Streetwise, claimin' sun tannin on d beach?(EXCUSE)
Way to go son!!

And Mikuz, im so impressed by how much u'v grown.
Just browsed thru the thread e'rone has stepd up tho
but Mikuz, u stand out from d rest. kudos.
Y'all keep dropin 'em barz tho.
Mayb eventually i'll find time and get motivated to pen...someday

oNe

oNe

mikuz: Ibime is phu.cking high/ cos for him to say hes a General . . . Is a bloody lie/
Clays apart . . . I could murd this guy/
Im King . . .and he a puppet/ I'll beat him pale . . .next he'll kick the bucket/
If hes science inclined . . . I could make him my subject/
The negro lacking/ he needs to quit rapping/
He fronts alot . . . even a SAN . . . couldnt give him legal backing/
Theres no doubt he'll retire/when I take him out in a fire/
He'll be in for a shock . . If it goes down to the wire/
I run this board/ why cant he call me Lord?/
My fine arts . . . make him go back to the drawing board/
My step overs and dribbling skills/ thrill his team/
He might need a protractor . . .to do a 360 spin/
I plank the dude/ If he says more than he should/
Shove his footwear in a wardrobe . . .and make him hang his boots/
His alibi was just crap/ we wont fall for all that/
Im scoring [b]Hat tricks when I ball . . . and this nigga is uncapped/[/b]
Ladies like I/ cos they know I rhyme tight/
My punches . . . could make this guy . . . turn a blind eye/

I don't even know the first time I saw your name here but all I know is that this verse is impressive.I'm not good in reading everybody verses except aleardy-tested and trusted peeps.I feel very wack right now.

its been long I did this man

A rapper acting a boss?..But i be the one adding the gloss/
Since i made rapping a must/...
..they retired from the driver's seat,now they parking the bus/
Too defensive..they lacking the guts/cos I been attacking a lot/
Please,move back/..cos when I run through cats/.I bruise caps/
On this cocaine rap..I had fools smacked/leave they head with two cracks/
I'm so proud/ . . smile when I see my foes frown/
And we are like the stripper's booty..i go up...u go down/
Thinking u'v been saving this thread..but we the backroom boys/
I'm louder than difference between staffroom and classroom noise/
You're right if u think I'm rusty...but I'm a iron it out/
Make some roaring progress...Ema prince is the lion in south/
Ya chick's nudest pose/..couldn't make me loose control/
I'm like the song of the century....I'm well composed/
It's not safe in here...cos I'm back to trouble guys/
Better be hiding in the toilet like drake..during bottle fight/

Never had to pen wild to kennel this domestic dawg/
Cuz im that naughty prof and your my lil bruv/
Bolt outta here. .we know your quack doc. .so save your Usain treatment/
Quick. .shot HIV into his skull. .im givin' first aid treatment!/
Your pulls are too weak. .you a grass root!/
Palm will bleed who try to weed us/
Prick us? No. . we thorns and cactus!/
Blind your eyes when I ball fast so you don't C ronaldo/
Locked in a boko haram hole. .in it, you'll blow!/
No one buys your hook but my sickle sell/
Döpe to the point that I sickle cells!!/
With sharp claw. .dug my hook inside you. .and sickle cell/
LMFAO lyric . .your wack and you know it/
Your brain. .grained with flour. .still you got no wheat!/
Goin' wacko jacko at you guys. .this is it!/
Y'all corp members. .im your camp commandant. .this is parade ground/
Make heads standstill everytime I turn around/
Racin' ahead of your game already. .so save combustion. .no need for speed/
Your exhaust pipe won't fire but I take the lead/
Screech underground turns. .to leave minds twisted/
Try to halt a start and meet your dead end!/

Quick free. . .


Every rapper wanna turn to a boss/ like they got verses to floss/
I tell em "show me a sine". . . but they can't resolve vertical force!/
I a-mass gravity/ so high-flyers can't maintain flight/
. . so his 'potential'. . . will only see him fall from a great height!/
Importer, exporter. . . I send niggas stage freight/
Mikuz might generate a little buzz . . . until I take light/
I'm a nigga you shouldnt take light. . . without getting your weight up/
DBR got unending excuses why he got ate up/
Yeah Streetwize bested me in Warcraft, the battle tourney/
but I wrote his verse chilling on a beach in Cabo Verde/
. . .now watch broke niggas scramble for they Google maps/
tryna find out where Ibi and his bubu relax/
Whilst they chilling in their wooden shacks/ eating noodles with pap/
tryna boost they self-esteem with their doodoo raps/
Dude move back!/ You got no record or stripes/
I swat you off with effortless swipes/ if you step to the mic/
No be wrestle or fight/ find ya level and sit down/
cos when I gun it. . . you better run it. . . like Chris Brown/

.

Meek Mills knows ima boss like Rick Ross/
Any other yarn is only a clone counterfeit. . .
Or still, a sleep talk. .so its advisable, wake up. .its your daydream of course/
Cuz your lines derail. . .hijacked train off-course/
But my ragin' velocity fire momentum like jet rocket on course/
Its my gain cuz this pro fit. .while you amateur push up loss/
Toothpickin' barz in each verses I floss/
Brought brobdingnagian current on track to make your voltron!/
Disengage your team in parts like episodes in Voltron!/
The collateral you banked could only Looney Tune/(loan a tune)
And your flows ding-dong. .best labelled a hymn song from a lunatic or a loony tune!/
Defender of the universe. .so its best you park your bus in your room/
Better believe. .cuz when we attack in threes and fours. .we leave your squad in sixes and sevens/
And you don't ignite. .you can't. . you never will/
Look, im so bright. .my shadow reflect like daytime whereas your a wet candle on a rolling wheel/
See im scribin' your death sentence. .so pen down your will/
Cuz killin' you in this one is easy and that i'll!/

1st all, congrat BIS on ur weddin. .wish u HML!


that said. .


cruisin ma new Benz. .but this nigga wants Me back/
lookin for inspiration. . these lil niggaz need me back/

mind stays gansta. .even walkin the hall in clean tux. .
if i aint the best in the b!.tch. . then who is/
low body fat with tough belly. . im a Lean Ox. .
a punch sends ur bullSh!.t to where d Loo is!/

pls stop/ . .ur verses need growin up like jewish/
damn,ma bar miss, veer. .off point..psyche..u wish!/
notice ma body of works. . lay them bare like nudists/
this new ishh . .bullish like before. . ask the buddist/

y'all toothless watafuk'yu doin wit gumshield?/
i shoot wit gumption. .there no dodgin this gunshot/
deep in wit d flow u seashore lines. . wash off /
y'all bunch of pygmies jerkin off. . pen skillz come off short/

im Explosive. .tread carefully or ur Path may cross wit Mine/
dumb fool, u a lagos danfo. . im the Boss with linez!/

this time. . shuffled the Card. . ur lil stake is a thin bet/
BIS chillin on Cabo. . he can Snoop, but he wudnt Win deck!


oNe

I rally my troops/to rapidly shoot/ with automatic bazooks/
whilst jumping out the back of Chinooks/ in a flash parachute/

I dont understand Cabo and Snoop. . .

. . . or niggas who specialise in camouflaging the truth/
claiming new Benz. . . when second-hand . . is the best he can actually do!/

Well I guess it's new to him/ . . . to cruise and spin/
in Benzes stolen abroad. . . and shipped to Lag. . where they remove the VIN/
Bought from a dodgy dealer going by a fake pseudonym/
. . . and I bet the purchase even financially RUINED HIM!/

I wipe the smile off his foolish grin/. . with punches that bruise his chin/
What I do to him/ is nothing that ain't due to him/. . plus IT AIN'T NEW TO HIM!/

Call eugenics to neuter him/ to prevent any future kin/
. .as stoopid as the two that's been/ already accrued to him!/

Ibime and Dbr . . . Una don start again?

ibime. .are u on fb?

u b g.ay?

Check this ..

For those them rappers sayin' rap is wasted time/
I know dem love our lines coz they copy the rhymes/
We speak and invoke the spirits of our fathers/
Killin' those who not feelin' the souls lost in gaza/
Football watchin, betin' about players makin' much money/
U think it's time to change, it soundin' preety funny/
U say U be boss rapper, your rap you sounds like dubstep/
Open Mic mo'fcu.ker, won like a boss and got me Rap Rep/
All this wannabe's really are suprising me on this/
U say u want more war, while me wanting fightin' for the peace/
I see U rappin' shit with lines makin' no sense/
Laughin' at haters' insultin' me when am on Ma leg benz/
Makin' fans fellin' this hot like C Ronaldo on LaLiga/
Haters bitchin' me now coz me rappin' getting bigger/
Hailin' to the boss ma man Immortal Technique/
Real rappers rap about the peace changes we seek/
Lovin' those who listen and appreciate rap/
Not them bit.ches who complain and always say crap/

WORD

mikuz: u b g.ay?

lol niqqah. .nah. .ah wana invite him to d deadliest text/audiobattle group on fb!!