€ruizin' ön ma space$hiþ. .ño ßreed wänt thi$ chihüahua båck/
Îf Jøe revèal ma trûe cölor, u know mä Hart is darker thån blaçk!/
ßubble uþ elegänt barz. .ma flow$ ðe luxê/
$tretch ur eyê len$es . .yä 3-D gla$$es won't zøom the$e sentence$/
Minðset $o kliñ. .whât u ari£L. .complête wäsh/
€redit fi$t b£fore u s£nd a . .or txt di$s/
€obbler. . . .u can't outshin£ whät i've þolish/
Raið thêsê in$ect døwn. .cuz they flow sûck like bløod leeçh/
R£ason w£ll. .or g£t thrown like card in thêy miñd gam£. .gæmbit$ logic/
Ur frölic. .d£ad and gon£. .nothin' n£w in it. .but mine biologic/
Move in add£r päth. .chrysl£r wheel. .metal gear. .beware, fäng töxic/
My sþray tøxin. .quick move. .dødge your þellets in slow motion tott£r/
$hallow minds. .so I shuffle th£y h£ad. .lucky diþ. .drawin' lots in this lottery locker!/
Fasten£d þole in Alicîa k3ys then lock h£r. .mor£ amäzin' þro skillz than mödel$ in Chiquita ßar!/
$uicide bo mßer. .car£ful, exþlode once and kill self on time/
ßack on sofa. .with £ach turn. .crunchin' bo$$es. .luxurious gr:!ndz/
€heckmate country heäd. .briñg ca sino tô gamblê taßle. .nairâ b£t/
We team disciþline. .more focused than kung-fû warriørs. .floatin' high uþ. .Alåddin carþet/
Änd u don't ama$$ grävity. .ur gr£atest h£ight. .l£vels to a kit£ hoþþing/
Märs. .ma take-off þad. .tag it þlanetary stunting/
That when I land. .it sounds like thousand foots stomþing!/

Ibime use to be it but these Mikuz guy just literaly took off the it from ibime's raputation. Mikuz ur blow to ibime dat was great. Ibime maybe being a married man nw has made u shrink in a way but in those days i know u were the best, used to wana be you, tho i knw u could stil make shit happen. As for dj5naira, u r a great but Mikuz and Ibime wit Dbr no be yur mate so while u and sli-kid battle em, respect em, ok thats that. One more tin, ibime just make ur rap fit trending topics and mikuz would spend 1month catching up wit u. Wishn u Ibime a H.M.L. Young!

i'm the moses of this rapteam yea am da leader/the only emcee who turned summer to winter/stayin abreast wit current happenins ain't talkin bout twitter/got too much current in ma flow doubting check the meter/eating u rappaz hot like semovita/u aint climbing back on earth cos i just killed ya/taking home the trophy cos i'm the winner/presenting u to ur end dats a december in hand/

Young! See Ya'l.

phraze: As for dj5naira, u r great

Edited quote of the week!

phraze: got too much current in ma flow doubting check the meter/

Impressive, but your Cassie hooks got a long way to go.

phraze: Young! See Ya'l.

Like I was dazed in the eye, I see you 2!

Ma bars are course to study. .the crown still in ma custody/
lies. . wat u accustomed wit. .truth is wat i accosted with/
this pauper needs company. .want me broke like him to comfort him/
hunger got his figure contouring. .but ma gears. . haute couturing/

ma rides r Customized. .hybrid wit limited emission/
his imagination[i] restricted[/i]. .his knowledge is Limited edition!/
no more honors. .u past ur prime . .cant beckon distinction/
i spit lines so Mechanized. .his bazooks are 2nd division!/
now here's a revelation. .
she freely she gives it up. . locally and abroad/
and the only 2nd hand i actually do. . is no one but his broad!/
i spawn perdition. .with renditions that cause hellish bruisin
Nigga claiming sun tannin. .wat a White lie for losing/!

oNe

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Last line reads. . .

will find their preamble flows. . .can't handle do.pe. . . when the real battle shows!

his reputation needs no testin. .it's balless. .nigga no testis/
imaginary baller. .wanna peep a real life. .test me/
he talkin Scuba Divin'. . like cuba is botherline bayelsa/
ur only Vesicle. . is bicycle Tubes and ur Pa's vespa/
deception, self dilusion,. .this nigga takin it real far /
he got the bars. .he's the b!.tch on the pole in that strip bar!/

day dreamin of Milky way trip. .too much Chocolate. .Mars/
jacker. .hot wiring rides. .yea he needs to trip far/
and switch cars. . so cops dont get on his trail/
but his mug shot shows his escape attempt. . is epic fail/

see i tryna be modest. .bout how im hounded by models/
i remodel ma content. . while u stil spittin twaddle/
big step. . while u toddle and waddle. .ma weight on d throttle/
ur Lies are e'rwhere. .Parasite. . nobody trusts u/

all true. .few weeks back. .culd tell u bout ma time in france/
paris. . big rotor and blades. .means im chillin with big fans/
walkin on d"azur beach shore with bobmshells in Cannes/
Marriott's roof top terrace. .viewin the city with friend/
gourmet dinnin. .hopin in spa's sea water pool with gurls/
livin fast.. sippin slow. . champaign. . fillet and thingz/
this is real . .not the illusion u wish u cld u spin/
no Cosmetic. .the life i live. . i neva Make Up these things/

oNe

Haha. . . funny nigga claiming Cote d'azur/
You got jokes for sure/ I been there. . . and it aint meant for folks so poor!/
I'm eating lobster thermidor on a golden shore/
Sipping mudslides and daiquiris till my throat go sore/
Try to live my life. . . you'll go broke for sure!/
so why I gotta make ish up for this homo for?/

I smoked Cohibas in Cuba and scuba'd in Aruba/
Just updated profile pic. . . to prove it to this loser/
Set him straight like a ruler/. . . let him know who catch trips/
Eating catfish/ watching dolphins do a backflip!/
Been across the atlas/ but never been to Bayelsa/
Ironic. . . that I'm THE parasite. . .when your people live off MY delta!/
I'm from Rivers State. . PH, the City of God/
WILL trip Mars. . . after I've seen the whole Earth. . .but isn't it odd?. .
that only Yenagoa remains. . . for me to finish the job!/

Claiming he hop in sea water pools. . .but nigga can't swim/
while I be doing watersports till I develop back fins/
Why he acting/ like I wont expose his lies/
but I'm too busy frolicking chicks in the rolling tide/
This nigga never spoken wise/ and his raps never opened eyes/
So if he ever "raised the roof". . . he'd be a "homeless" guy!/

He fabricating lies. . . cos his life doesnt seem so fair/
chilling with bombshells in Cannes?. . . wetin we no hear?/
We don't care/ if he tell fibs to make his ego flare/
cos his wife would beat his @zz. . . if it reach her ears!/
This nigga never been nowhere!/ while I'm overseas all year!/
Even tripped to Senegal and Gambia. . . and holla'd at Mukina there!/


oNe

wont lie. .neva smoked cigar. .even when chillin @ 4ways-Cubana/
cape town. . to joburg. . hangin with hot cuban -boricuas/
but y keep repeatin scuba , Aruba. .Aruba Cuba and scuba?/
life must be tough. .sorry dude. . hakuna matata!/

Cognac party in Paris. . then we Ciroc it up to Nice/
the Sphinx's top. . next stop. .then we gon light up Tunis/
good u kno ma life aint for poor folks. .so hop off ma d!k/
u? smoked Cohibas?. .this pleb only do smoked fish!/

if he smoked Virginia Slim. . this Wimp be coughin his a$s off/
talkin cigar. . lobster. .ballin. .?. .till i woke his phukin a$.s up!/
was all a dream. .reality. .he's life harder than granite/
his grand nite. .aint as cream nor nice as wat his lyric flannels/
my remote control. . flips his screen back to reality planet/
true, he's Watching dolphins do backflip. .all on Discovery Channel! /

niggaz brag how they swag, but truth they clad in rags/
d'Azur. . u googled that. . realized u cant live that large/
say he's been around the world? . .sure .cos his mind travels far/
he's only been across the atlas. .cos he walked across ravel map!/

ur fantasy,i gaveled that/. .dont normally flaunt. .aint wat ma barz for/
but times u gotta let jokers kno. .we aint at par. . at all/
its God's grace on ma hustle. . what shud i brag for?/
here to teach y'al pen skill. .this nigga's here to lie more!/

oNe

Haha. . . nigga trip to Soweto claiming 4-way Cubana/
What he know about real Havana/ or Guardalavaca?/
Chilling with Xhosa’s/ claiming they Boricuas/
Running from immigration after expiring his visas/
True talk. . . couple months back. . . honeymoon in Punta Cana/
won’t lie. . . was with my partner. . . so didnt smooch Dominicanas/
Nigga talking Tunis/ Ask me how we do this/
Sharm El Sheikh to Agadir/ My North African panacea/
How many times I travelled there?/ doing the Camel thing/
But I had to take a break. . . while they faced the Arab Spring!/


I ain’t even come to brag, only came to paint words/
and explain my battle with Streetwise while chilling in Cape Verde/
But this g@y nerd/ picking issues with the way that I’m living/
Cos my lifestyle beyond what his broke @rze could envision/


This ain’t Disney or television/ True story I’m giving/
Pictures tell the tale through my camera vision/
This dude ain’t see-ing me/ tell him to be easy/
Talking Ciroc and Cognac. . . like he on BET!/
Real ballers talk Mojitos, Culto A La Vida and other cocktails/
This chicken watched too many rap vids. . . now he tell 'c@ck'-tales!/
Talking “fillets and thingz” shows he lacks refinement/
Yes I love smoked fish. . .with Guacamole spread. . . and other consignments/


He wanna talk tough, but can’t outlast the violence/
My raps is timeless/ while his imaginary flossing is crass and mindless/
His last assignment/ is for him to expand horizons/
Don’t swagger brag with Hip-Hop lines. . . show your class in silence!/
All things said/. . .I agree he should thank God who brought him bread!/
But if when it comes to ‘champagne’ living. . . I still ‘cork’ his head!/


oNe

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yea trip to Soweto. . at Madiba's house. .see how he lived/
strolled on the street where Desmond Tutu walked . .its a beautiful feel/
i wished i met Xhosas that u degraded. .i aint averse to them/
a verse for Xhosas- Mbeki. . Tutu. .Mandela. .. .only foolz  hatin on them!/

funny. . ur verses cleverly tailored after mine/
have always been ur inspiration . .im engraved in ur mind/
i feel ur plight. .i kno how bad ma life u wanna pry/
u a Monkey. .im a Gorilla. . u cant Ape ma style!/

cos e'rthin he tryna do. .i alredi done that. ./
every chic he tryna date. .well i alredi done her. ./
dreamin' tripin' round the world. .yea i alredi done that. ./
u lie and pen weak as$ bars. .nahhh. .i neva done that!/

know u attracted to ma sh!.t. .like 2 chic and a cup/
but the bars are Necrophilic. .Fuk wit it. .u'l be a Corpse!/
doin water sport. .his slang for "self-service[i]![/i]n'-in-a-bath-tub"/
he claim he fly. . but ma sh[i]![/i].t sent him on crash course!/

the force i wield . .will perturb and unmask this impostor/
see I'm hot. .don't lemme expose how u tryna pass port. ./
with a fake passport. . prayed on by a fake pastor../
best come clean. .with ma resolution u won't reach a closure!/
searchin' for greener pasture. .
he Impersonated many Skull. .but he cant Forge Ahead/
don't lemme go Ham and eat up this Burger head!/

cos dumbed down wit ma bars on the floor. .still u can't Match me/
cos he puts in work at Donald's. . this nigga think he Mac'ing/
see. . ma flow from the heart. .urs from google map/
so here's ma middle finger, b!t.ch. .go on. . google that!/

oNe

Haha. . .

This nigga still don’t understand what the joke is about/
Cos he the one GOOGLING. . . everytime I open my mouth/
Check my old raps, these are things that I’ve spoken about/
But I kept it low profile. . . no need to boast or to shout/
Would never clown Madiba’s people to bolster my clout/
And no . . . I never been to see the Xhosa in South/

. . but I got open invite from in-laws in Cape Town climes/
but I already safari’d in Senegal. . . so I’m a take my time!/
Plus my Xhosa friend taught me s'un educative/ what their etiquette is/
How they wrestle with sticks/ and pronounce all their X’s with clicks!/
Try to use Mandela against me. . . ha, we all love Madiba/
but you called him a Boricua. . . and passed him off as a Seniorita!/
First round. . . Streetwize painted pictures as vivid as Mona-Lisa/
Told Eldee. . gimme two weeks before rematch. . . I’m tripping to BoaVista!/
Chilling in Sal Rei, entertained by skin-clad dancers/
Exploring salt flats and climbing Monte Estancia!/

Everything I rapped about. . . posted pictures to prove it/
So who spitting the truth. . . ish!. . .any further evidence might cause this nigga to lose it!/
Could talk about my trip to Joffre, the home of Kunta Kinte/
Parleying with Mandinkas. . . no he-say, she-say/
Speaking to Mukina about places to visit/
Brufut to Tanje. . . sipping palmwine and other dangerous spirits!/

This nigga isn’t able to kick it/ in any dimension/
He only talking France and SA. . . but many places I declined to mention/
Nigga hop in sea. . . but can't swim. . .he get carried away/
How could I google d'Azur, when it's just a ferry away?/
Stoopid!. . . train from King's Cross take me there/
France my backyard. . . let's make that clear!/

Could talk about my road trip through every country in Western Europe/
Changing currencies at every Bureau/ before they starting using Euro/
Roaming around like Apostle Paul preaching the gospel/
But I was living on a budget then. . . and sleeping in hostels!/
Now I only live 5 star. . . other continents. . . no less/
cos levels done change. . . you judge this Pilgrim’s Progress!/

Enough about flossing/ He know I keep decimals/
Will always out-ball him/ like I had three testicals/
But when it comes to spitting fire. . . any battle, I done proud!/
Ask him. . . I’m top of the class. . . Magnum-Com-Laude!/


oNe

dude lost a battle chillin at Verde. . where real artist shud be inspired/
those lies are tired boy. . shows how much ur barz are xpired!/
2nd round. .if it's true u needed more time to come correct. ./
then y u boastin bout d 2nd round win i let u get?/
guess what's good for one goose aint good for the next/
ur folly is exposed. . still u dey form stiff neck /

cant figure out ma muse. .how ma bars always make news/
he tryna learn the ropes. .but i hung the phool on the noose!/
while im drinkin a Hole in One with mamasitas. . sippin billionaire magarita/
blend of buchanan's en las rochas. .Black velvet, Perfect Pour wit black sistas/
psych! . .sounds like u right? roach a$.$. .u name droppin what u aint livin/
but i aint u. .im the grown one. .if i said it its cos i live it/
now see how is gettin livid. .but no balls. . ur liver lillied /

really. .this dude aint hoppin' on planes . . /
never custom endoresed. .he's Passport expires plain/
mine gangbanged wit visas. .his' got hymen. .a Virgin/
the margin/ btw me and him. . his mind cant imagine/
confused . .says he keeps it low. .yet he noisely brags. ./
he jet Lag. .when its just flight from bayelsa to Lag.! /

know he looking for ma fall. .cos i standing way too tall/
always leaving him in awe. . can't tackle me when i ball/
ur bowel need laxative. . ur $h[i]![/i]t don't move me at all/
ma words forceful. .no oozing. .like bullets from uzi by Gal!/

brawlin wit real nigga. . frolicking gurls. . [i]e[/i]r0t!c wrestlemania/
toss ur wack a[i]$[/i]s back in ma hatch back in forgotten area/
u new to this. .ma crew been there. . cant match our criteria/
like been tourin' since the Medieval . .always in the media/
links e'rwhere. .got visa'd passport. . the size of encyclopedia/
so if u get shot by a stranger. .know i got a psyco paid there!/

oNe

Drinking Mojitos and Daquiris. . . yeah, I’ma say it again/
He only say I’m overflossing. . . cos it’s alien to him!/
Doing something normal. . .broke niggas think you flossing/
but I can’t entertain envious guys. . . cos it’s exhausting/

Why shouldn’t I boast of beating this geek/ when it was easy and sweet?/
You wanna call me out on Verde. . . why not leave it to Streetz!/
I don’t write verses for DBR. . . . I write victory speech!/
What you kick is petite/ my bar’s too large for this ignorant leech!/

Leeching off Streetwize achievements make me wanna just laugh/
Loser nigga. . . claiming glory on another’s behalf!/
Claiming he let me win. . . like he ever beat me before/
My trophy cabinet full. . . this nigga cleaning his store/

How many wins under ya belt?/ Nigga you never been top/
If you wanna battle me. . . better bring your medicine box!/
With bandages and iodine to spare. . .
CPR for DBR. . .when I beat him clear. . .and leave him there. . . needing air!/

Why the guy no dey even fear?/ . . . I hail him!/
Cos after the beatings I gave him. . . liver still no dey fail him!/
I don’t mean to be brisk and rude/ but D the most persistent dude. . .
from Lag to Istanbul. . . when it comes to being dissed and booed!/

Stop holding on to my di.ck . . lemme piss and move/
Don't get it misconstrued. . .
You’d never write a verse like my 2nd round. . . even if ya spits improve!/
I'm too big to fit your shoes!/
If you thought otherwise, get a brain scan. . . and have the cyst removed!/
Your miss confused. . .
I mean. . .your miss.. . as in. . your wife can’t resist ma groove/ cos ma ish so smoove/
but my di.ck too big to lick n smooch/
. . even if it's dipped in lube/
so if ya ape ho. . felatio. . . I can't guarantee her lips won’t bruise!/




oNe

its no debate. .didnt i say u cant ape me mayte/
wait! "DBR spits CPR . .ma words oxygenate/
but still originate. . wordplay that'l asphyxiate"/
that was a while back, mayte. .is this a mistake?

fast forward to ur bar tday. .
CPR for DBR. . .when I beat him clear. . .
and leave him there. . . needing air!/
looks like bad forgery. . fake artiste. .greatness he tryna immitate!/

i make him grief. .i Xpose his a$.s as i Debrief/
he's not real. .his skill like Sony3D . . Make. Belief!/
out spit y'all im a stunner. .still u wanna front on me/
ur position? similar to ma shadow. . wit the sun in front of me!/

he tryna pull me down but.. i steady defy gravity/
engage law of motion and lift. . while he grabs at me/
he wanna see how i live big. .but he cant afford d taste/
a smash! . . his vision drift. .he's Gay. . he cant see Strait!/

i call the shot. .u gettin shot. .ma level tall. .ur life is short/
matter fact u not deservin. .this peasant shud sit below the salt/
u not a monster. . u a worm. .best put the right tag on/
u think u Spittin flame. .boy i just watch u Drag on!/

ur wife tags on. .put her on leash. .that b![i].[/i]tch filled wit lust/
that Squirrel. .lives on ma Log. . and i feed her ma Nuts/
says mr hubby is lame. .she cant cope. .she aint gettin enuff/
so she Banks on ma Penetration. .cos i Guarantee Thrust!/

oNe