Ibime:
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My cash coming in fast . . . you got the Patience of Job/
I vacation the globe/ from Malaysia to Rhodes/
Spending currency in Qatar . . . . they make you pay through the nose!/
You getting money is funny. . . . Dough? Ha! . . . . you gave niggas jokes!/


Goonie mentality/ I show up to battles. . . like "who be the casualty?"/
Kick niggas into orbit. . . . for acting out of this world. . . .like Clooney in gravity/
If I see beef emerging/ the eagle bursting/ I squeeze the first in/
Fúck talking. . . . all that yapping sound like Greek and German/
I pull the dezy. . . . and deliver with no fúcks given. . . .like the Hebrew virgin!/
This evil person/ will beat a feeble person/
And if a person call his people. . . .I’ll show. . . I ain’t a people’s person!/

. . Emcees is vermin. . .


. . . but Adanna is tight/ I know niggas planning to pipe/
But if any 'guy yarn her'. . . .I’ll fly his head to the 'Caribbean'. . . .when I land with the right!/
You bozo’s wrong/ My pops. . . Biafra war vet. . . that’s where I get ma mójo from/
My moms causasian. . . . so I fair well. . . .like oh, so long/
Plus bítches know my mojo is oh so long/
I toss a grenade. . . while you taking selfies. . . .that’s a photobomb!!/


Beef me. . . they’ll hang your effigy in the Vasa/
That goes for Jigsawkillah . . . .and any enemy to the master/
He claim he 'cooking' up rhymes. . . . but those KOTD styles. . . . are 'recipe' for Dizaster!/
The bars I peddle/ are carved from metal/
I beat Coogar. . . .then drowned U boat. . . . . like a Nazi vessel/
and your chick will lose love for ya . . . if she meet this party devil/
cos the díck . . . .will have her running out of romance. . . . like Darkenedrebel!/


I’ll have her screaming "gentle, gentle!"/
I steal my best friend chick. . . I ain’t sentimental/
Emaprince depressed over girl issue. . . . what you think. . . . sent E mental?!/
She beefing you?. . . I’m the cause of division/ and all of the friction/
Giving her míssionary. . . . like I’m in pastoral position. . . .after we past orál position!/


Look. . . I’m running this ring/ Y’all can’t fúck with the King/
If Max step. . . .the Desert Eagle. . . will take him under it’s wing/
So you better duck with ya crew/
I just wrote this in my office to prove I’m tougher than you/
but ya’ll better save the rebuttals. . . .cos I got budgets to do/



oNe

beast mode

Ibime:
. . . .


My cash coming in fast . . . you got the Patience of Job/
I vacation the globe/ from Malaysia to Rhodes/
Spending currency in Qatar . . . . they make you pay through the nose!/
You getting money is funny. . . . Dough? Ha! . . . . you gave niggas jokes!/


Goonie mentality/ I show up to battles. . . like "who be the casualty?"/
Kick niggas into orbit. . . . for acting out of this world. . . .like Clooney in gravity/
If I see beef emerging/ the eagle bursting/ I squeeze the first in/
Fúck talking. . . . all that yapping sound like Greek and German/
I pull the dezy. . . . and deliver with no fúcks given. . . .like the Hebrew virgin!/
This evil person/ will beat a feeble person/
And if a person call his people. . . .I’ll show. . . I ain’t a people’s person!/

. . Emcees is vermin. . .


. . . but Adanna is tight/ I know niggas planning to pipe/
But if any 'guy yarn her'. . . .I’ll fly his head to the 'Caribbean'. . . .when I land with the right!/
You bozo’s wrong/ My pops. . . Biafra war vet. . . that’s where I get ma mójo from/
My moms causasian. . . . so I fair well. . . .like oh, so long/
Plus bítches know my mojo is oh so long/
I toss a grenade. . . while you taking selfies. . . .that’s a photobomb!!/


Beef me. . . they’ll hang your effigy in the Vasa/
That goes for Jigsawkillah . . . .and any enemy to the master/
He claim he 'cooking' up rhymes. . . . but those KOTD styles. . . . are 'recipe' for Dizaster!/
The bars I peddle/ are carved from metal/
I beat Coogar. . . .then drowned U boat. . . . . like a Nazi vessel/
and your chick will lose love for ya . . . if she meet this party devil/
cos the díck . . . .will have her running out of romance. . . . like Darkenedrebel!/


I’ll have her screaming "gentle, gentle!"/
I steal my best friend chick. . . I ain’t sentimental/
Emaprince depressed over girl issue. . . . what you think. . . . sent E mental?!/
She beefing you?. . . I’m the cause of division/ and all of the friction/
Giving her míssionary. . . . like I’m in pastoral position. . . .after we past orál position!/


Look. . . I’m running this ring/ Y’all can’t fúck with the King/
If Max step. . . .the Desert Eagle. . . will take him under it’s wing/
So you better duck with ya crew/
I just wrote this in my office to prove I’m tougher than you/
but ya’ll better save the rebuttals. . . .cos I got budgets to do/



oNe

TRENDING CLASSIC!!!

darkenedrebel:

multi-syllabic rhymes on point like the pyramid...

that's too long a multies....

Hehehe...nice one ibime, but you're wrong on the cause of my depression. It can't possibly be a woman.

Lmao @ run out of romance

Ibime:
. . . .


My cash coming in fast . . . you got the Patience of Job/
I vacation the globe/ from Malaysia to Rhodes/
Spending currency in Qatar . . . . they make you pay through the nose!/
You getting money is funny. . . . Dough? Ha! . . . . you gave niggas jokes!/


Goonie mentality/ I show up to battles. . . like "who be the casualty?"/
Kick niggas into orbit. . . . for acting out of this world. . . .like Clooney in gravity/
If I see beef emerging/ the eagle bursting/ I squeeze the first in/
Fúck talking. . . . all that yapping sound like Greek and German/
I pull the dezy. . . . and deliver with no fúcks given. . . .like the Hebrew virgin!/
This evil person/ will beat a feeble person/
And if a person call his people. . . .I’ll show. . . I ain’t a people’s person!/

. . Emcees is vermin. . .


. . . but Adanna is tight/ I know niggas planning to pipe/
But if any 'guy yarn her'. . . .I’ll fly his head to the 'Caribbean'. . . .when I land with the right!/
You bozo’s wrong/ My pops. . . Biafra war vet. . . that’s where I get ma mójo from/
My moms causasian. . . . so I fair well. . . .like oh, so long/
Plus bítches know my mojo is oh so long/
I toss a grenade. . . while you taking selfies. . . .that’s a photobomb!!/


Beef me. . . they’ll hang your effigy in the Vasa/
That goes for Jigsawkillah . . . .and any enemy to the master/
He claim he 'cooking' up rhymes. . . . but those KOTD styles. . . . are 'recipe' for Dizaster!/
The bars I peddle/ are carved from metal/
I beat Coogar. . . .then drowned U boat. . . . . like a Nazi vessel/
and your chick will lose love for ya . . . if she meet this party devil/
cos the díck . . . .will have her running out of romance. . . . like Darkenedrebel!/


I’ll have her screaming "gentle, gentle!"/
I steal my best friend chick. . . I ain’t sentimental/
Emaprince depressed over girl issue. . . . what you think. . . . sent E mental?!/
She beefing you?. . . I’m the cause of division/ and all of the friction/
Giving her míssionary. . . . like I’m in pastoral position. . . .after we past orál position!/


Look. . . I’m running this ring/ Y’all can’t fúck with the King/
If Max step. . . .the Desert Eagle. . . will take him under it’s wing/
So you better duck with ya crew/
I just wrote this in my office to prove I’m tougher than you/
but ya’ll better save the rebuttals. . . .cos I got budgets to do/



oNe

Jeez!!!!!!!!!!

Ibime:
. . . .


My cash coming in fast . . . you got the Patience of Job/
I vacation the globe/ from Malaysia to Rhodes/
Spending currency in Qatar . . . . they make you pay through the nose!/
You getting money is funny. . . . Dough? Ha! . . . . you gave niggas jokes!/


Goonie mentality/ I show up to battles. . . like "who be the casualty?"/
Kick niggas into orbit. . . . for acting out of this world. . . .like Clooney in gravity/
If I see beef emerging/ the eagle bursting/ I squeeze the first in/
Fúck talking. . . . all that yapping sound like Greek and German/
I pull the dezy. . . . and deliver with no fúcks given. . . .like the Hebrew virgin!/
This evil person/ will beat a feeble person/
And if a person call his people. . . .I’ll show. . . I ain’t a people’s person!/

. . Emcees is vermin. . .


. . . but Adanna is tight/ I know niggas planning to pipe/
But if any 'guy yarn her'. . . .I’ll fly his head to the 'Caribbean'. . . .when I land with the right!/
You bozo’s wrong/ My pops. . . Biafra war vet. . . that’s where I get ma mójo from/
My moms causasian. . . . so I fair well. . . .like oh, so long/
Plus bítches know my mojo is oh so long/
I toss a grenade. . . while you taking selfies. . . .that’s a photobomb!!/


Beef me. . . they’ll hang your effigy in the Vasa/
That goes for Jigsawkillah . . . .and any enemy to the master/
He claim he 'cooking' up rhymes. . . . but those KOTD styles. . . . are 'recipe' for Dizaster!/
The bars I peddle/ are carved from metal/
I beat Coogar. . . .then drowned U boat. . . . . like a Nazi vessel/
and your chick will lose love for ya . . . if she meet this party devil/
cos the díck . . . .will have her running out of romance. . . . like Darkenedrebel!/


I’ll have her screaming "gentle, gentle!"/
I steal my best friend chick. . . I ain’t sentimental/
Emaprince depressed over girl issue. . . . what you think. . . . sent E mental?!/
She beefing you?. . . I’m the cause of division/ and all of the friction/
Giving her míssionary. . . . like I’m in pastoral position. . . .after we past orál position!/


Look. . . I’m running this ring/ Y’all can’t fúck with the King/
If Max step. . . .the Desert Eagle. . . will take him under it’s wing/
So you better duck with ya crew/
I just wrote this in my office to prove I’m tougher than you/
but ya’ll better save the rebuttals. . . .cos I got budgets to do/



oNe

Emcees is Vermin " the same IMT?

Emaprince:
Hehehe...nice one ibime, but you're wrong on the cause of my depression. It can't possibly be a woman.

Lmao @ run out of romance

the simile is wack, cos there's no connection between running out of romance & DarkRebel.
you don't have to over-hype everything Bis spits, especially when it's wack. it makes you seem like a follower

dj5naira:

I'm a conjurer with a different kind of views/ I raised my chair high which I pinned on a dew/
Broadcastin' on air, so y'all can 'get the wind of' the news/

Bars!

See this bis o. You diss people finish, con dey talk sey make dem no rebut. . Wait I dey come

ibime: I’ll have her screaming "gentle, gentle!"/
I steal my best friend chick. . . I ain’t sentimental/

Soft ends.

Ibime:
If Mikuz dont mind me posting, I found my last verse against him that got washed away by NL crash. . .


Kingsley: boy’s name meaning King’s wood




Achebe jealous of my reign/ He envying my fame/ but can't step up to my game/
cos Kingsley couldn't be King . . .if he dropped . . . .the last four letters of his name!!/

I'm not tryna create wahala. . .

. .but his crazy father/ should be slain and battered/ for treating Igbo culture with disdain and laughter/
cos everybody knows from Umueje to Asa. . .
"Igbo enwe Eze". . . Igbo have no King. . . yet he named the maga . . . Kingsley Ezeala!/

So if you know the whereabouts of the traitor wànker/ please alert our local Ohanaeze chapter!/
And we'll be there with razor blade and hammer/ to interrogate the Anumanu over this disgraceful matter!/

You claim Opara. . . (first son)

. .like you proud of the fella/ but I doubt that hes clever/ cos he ain't counting no cheddar/
cos "Ezeala" means 'KING OF THE LAND'. . but the clown should remember/
that men in his villa/ will never consider/ a destitute nigga. . .for the 'Council of Elders'!!!/

I got the right to be harsh and abusive/ cos Kingsley means "King's wood". . . but the part I'm confused with/
is your name literally means. . . . "King's Wood, King of the Land". . .so I've smartly concluded. . .that your father is stüpid!!!/

Check his sisters facebook. . .

. . . she don't seem so fresh/ her face alone will make any negro vex/
And I don't mean no mess/. . . but the bítch look like a cross. . . between Iyabo Obasanjo. . . and Taribo West!!!/


She'll never see no séx. . .

. .cos the crazy thing?/ You couldn't pay niggas to sleep with your baby kin/
so keep your cash in the ATM. . .cos you'll never see that 'ox laid'. . . till Wenger pull out Walcott . . .for 'Chamberlain' !/

Lately, I've been hitting the gym/ Why shouldn't a nigga be slim/ if it's my wish to be as skinny as him?/
The difference is. . .I got choice in the matter. . .but na poverty cause. . .the condition he's in!!!/

What I spit is classic/ This stinking bàstard/could never rival me in any frigging aspect/
He claiming 'bucketloads of money'. . .but I'm the one 'splashing' cash. . . while this broke joker. . .got no 'liquid' assets!!/

He claim he's overseas in Bermuda/ eating fettucini with tuna/ but he's really a loser/
Airmark already proved he's jobless. . .so there's no way this 'mod rich'. . . unless we speaking of 'Luka'!/

I shoot lethal bazookas. . .

. . he never held a semi/ bullets impale his belly/ when I expel the dezy/
And I got soldiers to help defend me/. . . so even if he run from Enyimba to Gombe. . . I'll have 'Warriors' after him. . .like he's 'El-Kanemi'!!/

Breaking news!/ This ugly nigga with gaping tooth/ never tasted no ladies boobs/
So he might claim he's smooth/. . . and blessed with long díck. . .but that doesn't measure up . . .to the nàked truth!!/

I'll gut the fàg with a sword/ The last pastor I gored/ dismantled the fraud/
He claimed his 'breastplate of righteousness' could mangle a sword/
and his 'shield of faith' could stop any attack at its source/
. . but things fell apart. . .when Prekky shot Achebe . . . with the 'arrow of God'!!/

The snitch rat on his crew/ informing JTF. . . what militants are planning to do/
. . and since we savage and cruel/. . .he'll get thrown from 'High tower'. . . for telling the 'Police Academy too'!/

cos we don't condone his odd behaviour/ so watch your head when we toss the faker/from the tallest 'scraper/
And when pedestrians on ground level. . . hear the 'loud drop'. . .they'll swear the nigga falling. . .is the 'Swansea trainer'!!/

He's a fücking pretender/ I'll tear his cruciate ligament when I rumble the fella/ and cut his patella/
. . .and have him screaming "Oh-leg!!" . .as I make him 'lose knee'. . . like the former gunners defender!/


He better keep it real/ before the secret spill/that he lack the bravery to compete with skill/
cos he a spineless nigga/ so you guys on twitter/should help him buy some liver. . .like OJB Jezreel!/

wack

Darkrabel is better than this

Smh

Dklef:
wack
Darkrabel is better than this

hahaha. . . this nigga

Mama sick,lost to jig...and they said I aint gonn ball again/ but I gats be my own man...and I promise my bars'll maim/ any niggar dat calls my name/...coz the jazz crazy as ffuck...sky dived 48000fts...and i landed,.. On the wall of fame

Strange things been happening for here/ giyaz beat rebel..he really came prepared/and the battle was fair/ but if he gets drunk with pride..I'll break his head....with a bottle of beer

Any niggar that cross my lane should better thread with caution/ coz this biafra mafia...sells human heads..in auctions/..and the way I hammer niggars with great strenght and passion/...the gods said.....I must be thor son

........Je vous tuerai avec tech...
Excuse my french/ but I'll kill you with tecs/ or I simply break your bones instead/
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.So you still tryna read..you not dead yet/..

Ibime:
. . . .


My cash coming in fast . . . you got the Patience of Job/
I vacation the globe/ from Malaysia to Rhodes/
Spending currency in Qatar . . . . they make you pay through the nose!/
You getting money is funny. . . . Dough? Ha! . . . . you gave niggas jokes!/


Goonie mentality/ I show up to battles. . . like "who be the casualty?"/
Kick niggas into orbit. . . . for acting out of this world. . . .like Clooney in gravity/
If I see beef emerging/ the eagle bursting/ I squeeze the first in/
Fúck talking. . . . all that yapping sound like Greek and German/
I pull the dezy. . . . and deliver with no fúcks given. . . .like the Hebrew virgin!/
This evil person/ will beat a feeble person/
And if a person call his people. . . .I’ll show. . . I ain’t a people’s person!/

. . Emcees is vermin. . .


. . . but Adanna is tight/ I know niggas planning to pipe/
But if any 'guy yarn her'. . . .I’ll fly his head to the 'Caribbean'. . . .when I land with the right!/
You bozo’s wrong/ My pops. . . Biafra war vet. . . that’s where I get ma mójo from/
My moms causasian. . . . so I fair well. . . .like oh, so long/
Plus bítches know my mojo is oh so long/
I toss a grenade. . . while you taking selfies. . . .that’s a photobomb!!/


Beef me. . . they’ll hang your effigy in the Vasa/
That goes for Jigsawkillah . . . .and any enemy to the master/
He claim he 'cooking' up rhymes. . . . but those KOTD styles. . . . are 'recipe' for Dizaster!/
The bars I peddle/ are carved from metal/
I beat Coogar. . . .then drowned U boat. . . . . like a Nazi vessel/
and your chick will lose love for ya . . . if she meet this party devil/
cos the díck . . . .will have her running out of romance. . . . like Darkenedrebel!/


I’ll have her screaming "gentle, gentle!"/
I steal my best friend chick. . . I ain’t sentimental/
Emaprince depressed over girl issue. . . . what you think. . . . sent E mental?!/
She beefing you?. . . I’m the cause of division/ and all of the friction/
Giving her míssionary. . . . like I’m in pastoral position. . . .after we past orál position!/


Look. . . I’m running this ring/ Y’all can’t fúck with the King/
If Max step. . . .the Desert Eagle. . . will take him under it’s wing/
So you better duck with ya crew/
I just wrote this in my office to prove I’m tougher than you/
but ya’ll better save the rebuttals. . . .cos I got budgets to do/



oNe

Very Nice

obainojazz:
Mama sick,lost to jig...and they said I aint gonn ball again/ but I gats be my own man...and I promise my bars'll maim/ any niggar dat calls my name/...coz the jazz crazy as ffuck...sky dived 48000fts...and i landed,.. On the wall of fame

Topnotch

Ibime:

Topnotch

thanx boss

Jazz!!!

JigsawKillah:
Jazz!!!

stop fooling yourself,
Obianojazz's wack

Dklef:
stop fooling yourself,

Obianojazz's wack

you for spell my name well na you dey fear.....with your head like mgbomi sign board....gerrahere jare

Shot one. . . .


We're not good to little ones, we bully kids/ we're sèx-addicts, we sleep with the uzi & fifth/ we impregnate the glocks with leads and make the ruger spit/ but it won't take up to 9 months before we deliver the bullets into the jig/
this nigga shoot the clips?/ you better stop the 'drama' cos 'e go be like film trick' when we start 'shooting clips'/ i need the gospel truth, tell me who's got the truest shìt/ and if you're talking jig, i swear to God, we'd nail 'J over' a wood. . . . . thats a crucifix/
your niggas won't do me shìt/
when i step in your clime/ cos i've got bloody goons behind me ever ready to die/ goons that take lifes with a shot each time they compressing the nine/ but your niggas are like 'artistes with pen' in a fight/ cos everytime me and ma goons show up for a war, they're quick to 'draw back' like they're 'sketching a spine'/

don't question me my guy/ i fit mess up your mind/ when i point the chrome to your head, so be wise/ cos i'm like a 'pirate' who yearns for 'golds and jewels' so if you 'treasure' your life/ i'll be quick to 'open your chest' with a knife!!

Adanna28:
Grotesque eyes stare back in my nightmare, only at night dare the fright scare...

Phantom shadows glide near, passage rites bare, demonic screams plight cheer, through the Ice glare...

Cerebral in shambles it gambled the essence..

like hannible lecter fried my brains n scram'bled the message..

Now I'm fuc'kin underground with flows grimy and pungent..

Decoded Dominatrix now yo cuffed in my dungeon...

Bipolar tendencies, I get colder than the north pole...

Yet you heat me up-tight like you excavating in a dwarfs hole...

Aint that slick..the way you lick n flick tongues..

goin back n forth like in a flick with equipped guns...

just Stole My Ideas,seems you Hacked My mind Tho! ...Bars Built For The Kill,nice Work!

darkenedrebel:


multi-syllabic rhymes on point like the pyramid...

Thank you Reble, I dey try oo.

Supermiy:
just Stole My Ideas,seems you Hacked My mind Tho! ...Bars Built For The Kill,nice Work!

Hacked indeed :p Thank you dear.

Knowledge is power and power is change..

I roll with notes to exchange so it surplus my range...

Sharp shooter puff buddah in mass, my sex appeal high class so nigga's seek after-math..

Ass so phat jupiter envies my stats, and my man loves when it claps coz it applauds on his lap...

In touch with myself my temple my health, and if I wanted I could use it for wealth...

But that brings a foul taste in my mouth and I aint bitter,
coz selling myself for cheddar get's thrown with the litter...

Keep my beauty in tact, keep my cerebal clever, always hustlin for mines chequed out jewels with the lever...

Adanna28:


Hacked indeed :p Thank you dear.

You Rarely Freestyle This Days..Guessing You Must Be Really Buzzed Up

obainojazz:
you for spell my name well na you dey fear.....with your head like mgbomi sign board....gerrahere jare

Ask arround, i evented english language!


Even ordinary Cooger knows i'm a dictator to ya'all bishes

Adanna28:
Knowledge is power and power is change..

I roll with notes to exchange so it surplus my range...

Sharp shooter puff buddah in mass, my sex appeal high class so nigga's seek after-math..

Ass so phat jupiter envies my stats, and my man loves when it claps coz it applauds on his lap...

In touch with myself my temple my health, and if I wanted I could use it for wealth...

But that brings a foul taste in my mouth and I aint bitter,
coz selling myself for cheddar get's thrown with the litter...

Keep my beauty in tact, keep my cerebal clever, always hustlin for mines chequed out jewels with the lever...

Miss, this is nice, you do audio?

Your Bars So Full Of Flaws Like RC4 Encryption Algorithm/ Blab Blab Blab ..Too Lazy!

Dklef:


Ask arround, i evented english language!


Cooger knows i'm a dictator to ya'all bishes

you Just Punned Evented Or Its A Flaw On Your Side.. Am Geting It Twisted Like De Oxyribonucleic Acids

jreyez:


Miss, this is nice, you do audio?

Thank you I use to, haven't in awhile. I'm a nurse, so takes up a lot of my time. But I like to script now n then.

Supermiy:
You Rarely Freestyle This Days..Guessing You Must Be Really Buzzed Up

I'm sick at home lol plus I miss this forum, love you guys on here, very talented. Its always a pleasure