I'm always on TV prolly cuz I spit sharp/
Bitches need space when I flow that makes me a big star
Your IV got CEASED huh like the ROMAN NUMERALS
I guess you don't get the picture I got hidden cameras
Im never running out of time cuz ma wrist watch ain't lame/
Ma song is played on every station prolly cuz I got game/
I mount-in here and spit hot like larva/
Playing the game ain't my cup of tea without java/

One

Known for cruel act. .I Callous like Tevez/
Marshals raise caps to salute skillz. .the way I make head rest/
Wordplays I hammer. .crack ya ribs/
He lie Just in time. .its Bieb's fibs/
Julius lyric I roar. .this genius Agwu!/
Crowds go. .Yahoo. .as I Meal @ u!/
Lines single & searchin'. .you babies Google/
You spar Wooden rhymes. .you Panel of judges!/
Fist without gloves. .punches. .Raw Gbish!/
His SMS won't text here. .his raps earned no credit!/
Beef the Devil? hell no. .that's where Red Meet!/
Dunk slam in yard. . .feel The Hit!/
Blaze court with Hot Spar. .feets feel The Heat/
Your Pepsi ish falter. . .Kick in the mix/
Seasoned 'em out. .starve those who Hunger/
You might Blake in the trials. .once its crunch-time, ima Bolt ya!/

I ride lyrics like mountain bikes/ when Im sprouting rhymes/ and mounting mics/
Bombard him with Mortar shells . . . the way I pound this guy !/
I bring him out to fry/ and end his career/
Plus my Jackie moves . . .make this brat dis-Appiah/
Prekks got star-strucked/ seconds this Star struck/
My torrent flow . . put him under shock . . . like a dashpot !/
No PIRATES . . . laid ya better half/ in the trunk of her Jetta car/
Made her take in so much SEAMEN . . .each time I enter her !/
I send fire/ that enrage him . . . now watch his men scatter/
My Desert eagle Aim-ya (Emir) . . . If you try ta cross my empire !/
I blast more shots this folk cant take/ cos hes no more than a fake/
Bring in the heat . . . and make him run like Yohan Blake !/
This Delilah guy spare well . . . but Im who they all cheer/ far ahead . . . you couldn't come near/
You act brave like Samson . . . but one battle . . . and you lost 'here' !/
You dont measure up . . . to compare/ so you best stop there/
Did 5 9 / too tall to forfeit . . . but its no surprise/ he couldn't four feet !!/
Fäg!! . . . you rock known boys who slid through/ they dicks on ya anus . . . to drill you/
So like Copper isotopes . . . nigger I dont 'See-u' !/

Dbr I see you. Ill bars there. One love !!

Im who they feel/ real vets know I spike appeal/ cool flows that still burn. .my raps anneal/
My build ups. .drown ya fortress. .and crash bastile/ plus my rolls. .royce. .while you do handwheel/ when iPad iKill!/
Im a noble Archer. .Bow down and kneel/. . .tyres above ground. . I fly and wheel/ damn ya photoshop. .my snaps. .are reel!/
Unauthorized post. .but mine full of stamps and seal/ I bank on ya girl, I know she'll/. . .chics love what I do they tag me the best ideal/
Im whom other dudes respect/ even dead presidents raise to re-elect/ since I rule the game ever since. . what do you expect/
I take my time to pad. .y'all neglect/ with ya cheap raps and bend down select/ you so stunted. .can't move to where i've crept!/
And im known here. .you anonymous comin' up next/ your moves predictable. .still I could intercept/ between ma legs. .your girl worship the treasure I kept/
Plus I could blow up ya sect/ . . .offline..online. .on the internet/ fish out your lines when you enter net/
And could go the distance/ got the persistence/ equal momentum. .maximum consistence/
In real sense/ y'all mirrors of existence/ that need assistance/
For instance/ ''you christians/ are moslems''/
That rhyme lack vision/ but listen/ as I murder linez. .and do business/
I covered marathon/ passed on the baton/ made perfect embodiment. .more like paragon/
Lord of the Rings. .lyrical Aragon/ freestyle on the go while you drag on/ your verse don't Cut In. .y'all tampon/
Dart like sodium ion/ bring ballz iron/ best believe. .i'd squash it on my lawn!/
Wrappers made in Taiwan/ material cut from nylon/ but I rep what they aren't. . . .im they icon!/

Quick one. . . .

DBR:
so yes 2 defeats. .still they scared of me. .im victorious/
cos i Still Run this [/i]shiii. .with [i]Metal barz. .Oscar Pistorious!/

He think his bars are wiser/ till I send him a harsh reminder/
That Pistorious’ blades. . . are made from carbon fibre!/
Call me 'Kirani James'. . . or call me Al-Quaeda/
Cos I’m the ‘Grenader’ . . whose bomb. . . amputate the hater!/
He lost the first leg. . . . H.J was victorious/
And I took the 2nd leg. . . so he really OSCAR PISTORIOUS!/
First round was a ‘thigh’. . .2nd round, I made his ‘ligaments’ snap/
He enjoy de-'feets'. . . but I only do victory ‘laps’!



oNe

I carry arms thats smooth and so long/ so if he steps he might soon get smoked on/
Cos I make him have butterflies in his stomach . . . like I swam through his Colon/
No olympics . . . Im a Lawn-don/ but you having wrinkles/ all over ya face . . . so the sisters found it hard to mingle/
They refused to 'court' you . . . cos you couldn't handle 'singles'/
I do rap for fun/ but I got a group who crash and burn/
Put a Spire on his head . . . give him a Steeplechase . . . and make his crew re-tract and run/
If he aint a patriotic citizen . . . I would whip him/ was only tryna tease him/ but dont know why hes rudely speaking/
You tried to nationalize/ in England . . . but I held ya guts so tight/ . . . you couldn't 'Breath-in'/
The fools demeaning/ so I'll have my shoots bereave him/
Try to battle with Slim Shay . . . and be sure to 'Give-in'/
I bruise you gents/ cos I bully men/
My money long . . . measure it in MILI-METERS . . . but hes so broke to SEE-M/
Better take ya time/ before I bake ya thigh/
Or Ill drive a phantom deluxe over you . . . till I brake ya spine/
Im quick . . . It never could take me days to reply/ so If you think you can out phrase ma rhymes/
I'll put cash over ya thoughts . . . and make you change ya mind/

See how karma come round. .then go back round for ya/
And ya girl Hilary. . but I do Bill Clinton on her/
Got diamonds in my teeth. .now watch me Spar Cool!/
And you can bring beef to me. .but you can't win battle/
Its like a game of probability. .where you get 0's but I Won!/
Got 9 lives . .Jeez, im that insured!/
I stay top on food chain. .that cuz ima beast/
The way we hustle. .and the life we lived. .made from the street/
The game. .we've conquered. .we conquerors. .call us The Game!/
Me and ma gangs siamese. .our goals the same/
And you know I could dethrone this cat!/
SMG triggered. .and boom. . .gone. ..OMG . . just like that!/
My wrath?. . nobody wants it/
Everygirl want in. .my magic stick. . the way I wand it/
Im the B.I.G tiger. .bet you can't be this Notorious/
And my Fergie ish charmin'. .bet yours won't be this glamorous/

Ibime no doubt beating Dbr was your all time greatest rap achievement.

person no go hear word for you? Dbr this Dbr that. Na only you dey here? Make we close nairaland for you ?
No worry I go soon open thread about it and move it no the frontpage for you.
Besides no body in FFR believes you'll ever beat Dbr again,cos this is 2012 !!
You better get off his d¡ck before I ban you cos e don dey turn to spam

Make i see you direct any postulation at Dbr again.

Mikuz Listen!!
.. ..
.. ..
I run wheels on coopers/ and known to Bleep ya queen n cougars/
. . . . .because am ill and super/
whenever ah wield ma luga/
ma “gun's a lez” like Raul!! 'cu-mm' fill ya chute brah!/
I write super strong diss/ . .this fool's a pundit/
so once ma Luga commits/
. . bullets will leav u 'chopped & screwed'. .than wat Luda vomits/
+ u a shitty dude/ . . .cos nuffin bout Mik is true/
. . .thats why you'r 'yet to make that real move'. . . . Luca Modric!/
I'm legendary! ask around FB. . .so u surely d fakr guy/. . .& I've gat 'more fax tabled' than sometin to pager files/
Im artistic wit ma pen. . . transformin this stranger by/
rearrangin his skeleton & crossin d skull wit bones. . . .like Im formin the danger sign!!/
coal mine sex. . I'm “fuckin indepth”/
bouta 'take this devil out'. . .like i'm courtin wit death/
so dt wen I'm thru pourin mi shells/
prekky's shots'll be known to “peel grim”. . . . .without touring Israel!!/

u reply only when am off/ claiming that ya tough/
when. . .u online 24/7. . .waiting for ma drop/
i go make you 'tyre for heart!'. . . . .wen ma hummer 'skids over ya chest' damn ruff/
. . u tryna call for 'BACK UP?'/
well. . .lemme help you out bro!/
. . . .cos I could staple your spine to the roof. . . . and u still wouldnt go back to tha top!!!/
#ThePrekky

And when I kick barz. .I ball with the best/
I never spar with subs. .always taking out the rest/
To them. .its they privilege to knuckle head with whom is best/
I flip lives at will and still kill. .cuz im the cat with 9/
For my verses everlastin'. .I bring the Bread of Life!/
I Diddy randy around. .the girls know ma P!/
And my palace off the Peak. .by the Coast of Three Crown. .where I speak!/
I go hard. .when I war. .I bleed steel!/
This guy. . a werewolf in lamb clothin'. . .that Hulk. .in human skin!/
Misbehave. .and i'd take off your head. .pull your intestine from your neck!/
Rip off your carpus bone. .and lay hand on deck/
Get this. .im the Terminator. .till im battery worn out!/
Im that fire in Hades. .till I burn out/
Im drillin' deep. .and she pump out water!/
Im past gravity. .and I sit on Jupiter!!/
Got seeds of potential. .now watch me sprout!/
And you stay put in hut. .while I bought towns. .he couldn't buy house/
And we made Sky-fi love. .on flyin' carpet!/
But she never wanted it out. .when I launch in rocket/
You know I got the spark. .my buzz light year!/
You better park. .and Bolt outta here!/
But I could earthquake here to leave everyone Parkinson!/
If you still come out artificial. .i'd lay you on death bed like M. Jackson!/

mikuz: Ibime no doubt beating Dbr was your all time greatest rap achievement.

person no go hear word for you? Dbr this Dbr that. Na only you dey here? Make we close nairaland for you ?
No worry I go soon open thread about it and move it no the frontpage for you.
Besides no body in FFR believes you'll ever beat Dbr again,cos this is 2012 !!
You better get off his d¡ck before I ban you cos e don dey turn to spam

mikuz: Make i see you direct any postulation at Dbr again.

Ninja you better cool it before I get my girl Mukina to take your mod rights away!

DBR's my guy. . . he just puff his chest like say we dey the same level cos I use him as ma sparring partner.

I've faced many more worthy opponents. . . but ninja consider himself a rival, so I just have to remind him that khaki no be leather!

He should go and get some of his own records to boast about!

Oh yeah someone's want a battle ? Chocckid
My rap better that your generation ever did
Ever is, forever is, me, myself and I
So if don't know shit just look to the sky
And hate yourself çoz my flow's gonna blow
Flow so sick, dangerous venon and no cure
Wanna get a bite? Check my lyrics, so pure
This is just a warnin' for kids here in NL
Rhymes strike's you harder that u've ever felt
So hell yeah, amma top the chart for real
Doubting? Do a chat with the devil
Çoz me? Imma ready to rip you apart
In your area, add a B to you, RAT
Play Bleep, get bleeped, no luck, you suck
Prick I'll murder U pieces in ur own truck
Yeah, this is just a warning message
Reply, and let me get U off Life's passage

ThePrekky:
. . u tryna call for 'BACK UP?'/
well. . .lemme help you out bro!/

I dont go about forcing multies/ cos cats know I drop with much ease/
I might execute this guy in Amazon . . .the way I bring him Jungle Justice/
Ya former girl's cùnt is/ as wide as dug pit/
so he gave his 'ex-tension' . . . she feared ya face would fall in/ . . .each time you 'suck it'/
Its no doubt, this gents a pundit/ who rhymes well to stun peeps/
My howitzers make his spines 'Break-fast' . . .when I 'Lunch' it/
I strike lame fakes/ firing Aks/ from the rear of grey cranes/
Cos this Dummy knows (Dominoes) . . . I hardly play games/
When I puff lightning/ men dont wanna fight me/
Cos I lace my multies with Bolts . . . to make this Gäy run like Tyson/
Hes simply jealous/ that he rides a vespa and me a lexus/
He better be on the watch for missiles . . . or he'll get hit in seconds/
My shells drop him/ for sheer BITCHING/
I aint Raul . . .but my arm 'Guns-A-LEX' . . . like I was shooting Ferguson/
This nigga spanks/ the lyrical militant/
Who spits Niger style . . . and 'Dealt-an' indelible blow . . .
to the ego . . .
of this peasant/
Dont mean to hype my skill/ buts its no lie Im ill/
I spin lyrics . . . faster than allied wheels/

I'm the best now. .raisin' thigh. .and Hip Up!/
Only me now. .the rest of you. .big flop!/
Live glamorous lives to the fullest. . .you die trying/
Know this. .ma flows submerge heads complete. .you drown dying!/
But you know im natural with it/
And I don't make-up like you b.itch/
And if you don't see me around here. .know im hittin' the currencies/
And makin' the money flow like high-current seas!/
And we know yours are lies. .that's all folks!/
A pen and my pad. .is all I need to strangle and choke/
And my arm be ma arsenal. .cuz I trigger ma swing to strike!/
I mountain ride with C-4 on my back!/
Im focusin' on my game. .who dares to attack/
You don't wanna raise heads. .cuz i'd be blastin' caps!/
Shots I be lashin' out. .and chics I be bangin' out/
It'll need a 40-inch to occupy the hole i've dug out!/
Cuz im in my home zone and i've upgraded on my own/
Fit for any battle. .home. .away & home/
The Dennis is a menace. .inspired by his own inspiration!!/
And my verse. .supernova mode. .could flame up United Nation!/
Like Stand Up Nigeria. .ITS SO HOT!!/
This is more than earth sun. . .its lightening burn!!/

Who dey laugh with you Ibime? You think say I dey joke here? you have a very big problem,thats one fact i've noticed about. So na Mukina you dey call your girl abi?
So you're now threatening me abi?
So You think say I be Dbr? So You think say I dey play cool like am? I be your mate ? Or you think im afraid of you? I laugh!
You better stick to my dictations or face my wrath. Cos I no get time to dey exchange words with you. I back everything I say with action. Try me.

Hey mikuz, i kno wat it looks like but, let ir slide aii. .
Ibime na ma guy too o. .ma favorite villain at that . .
im the hero who makes him relevant
So y'all just keep the sportmanship spirit aii. .

Quickie. .



ho tryna put a hole. .in ma flow. .forgetin what metas n similes are/
if this b!tch is Osama. .im navy seal. .simply means i''d-killed-her!/

he Pro with the false claims. .Certified. .he got a Lyin-sense/
not d Hebrew God but he's got an L on him . .wit no creative license /

Picture this/ got nothin new to say. .he soundin like a broken record/
u set a bar. .i raised it, S[i]napped it[/i]. . i Broke the record/! eaaziiii!


oNe

DBR: Hey mikuz, i kno wat it looks like but, let ir slide aii. .
Ibime na ma guy too o. .ma favorite villain at that . .
im the hero who makes him relevant
So y'all just keep the sportmanship spirit aii. .

Quickie. .



ho tryna put a hole. .in ma flow. .forgetin what metas n similes are/
if this b!tch is Osama. .im navy seal. .simply means i''d-killed-her!/

he Pro with the false claims. .Certified. .he got a Lyin-sense/
not d Hebrew God but he's got an L on him . .wit no creative license /

Picture this/ got nothin new to say. .he soundin like a broken record/
u set a bar. .i raised it, Snapped it. . i Broke the record/! eaaziiii!

oNe


oNe

Nice Quickie bro. That Alquaeda word play was sick.
As for Ibime.
Em own don too much. The props wey i dey give since don dey enter em head.
Its time I tame his wings.

Dbr I got a concept. Since you want us to do it cool. Im putting up a battle thread between the both of you. Im going to make it sticky and it would get to the front page. So send me your lines 32 bars each. On or before next wednesday 15/8/2012.

........


I run shiii. . . on tracks where I dump ma feacal/
Beat niggas flat speed. . . whilst running steeple/
This phucking weasel/ is corrupt and evil/
I bug ya beetle. . .
and detonate the bomb. . . soon as you pump your diesel!/
Then I put on something regal/
show up at ya funeral. . . .and hug ya people!/

mikuz:
I dont go about forcing multies/ cos cats know I drop with much ease/
I might execute this guy in Amazon . . .the way I bring him Jungle Justice/

Accusers accusing losers of multie forcing/
This nigga should talk with caution. . .
cos his wordplays. . . are faulty. . . often!/
Niggas twisting accents to force wordplay/
DBR started it. . . now it's the order of the day/
Such accusations never surface when the best is around/
cos I never drop a rhyme unless it's technically sound/
I prove it. . . Watch how I do this. . .
Prekky dropped a verse. . . I reboot it. . .
My technique undisputed. . .
Prekky spewed it. . . now I improve it. . .

ThePrekky:
I run wheels on coopers/ and known to Bleep ya queen n cougars/
. . . . .because am ill and super/
whenever ah wield ma luga/
ma “gun's a lez” like Raul!! 'cu-mm' fill ya chute brah!/
I write super strong diss/ . .this fool's a pundit/
so once ma Luga commits/
. . bullets will leav u 'chopped & screwed'. .than wat Luda vomits/
+ u a shitty dude/ . . .cos nuffin bout Mik is true/
. . .thats why you'r 'yet to make that real move'. . . . Luca Modric!/
I'm legendary! ask around FB. . .so u surely d fakr guy/. . .& I've gat 'more fax tabled' than sometin to pager files/
Im artistic wit ma pen. . . transformin this stranger by/
rearrangin his skeleton & crossin d skull wit bones. . . .like Im formin the danger sign!!/
coal mine sex. . I'm “fuckin indepth”/
bouta 'take this devil out'. . .like i'm courtin wit death/
so dt wen I'm thru pourin mi shells/
prekky's shots'll be known to “peel grim”. . . . .without touring Israel!!/

I run wheels on coopers/ . . . . .and perform ill manouvres/
with automobiles that thrill you losers/
You better seal ya louvres/ before I send some pilfering looters/
to crash ya ‘windows’. . . and ‘still’ computers/

I made enough mills. . .from wielding lugers/
I launder money. . . washing machine. . . full of filthy lucres/
Revolutionary!. . . I know real Nkrumahs/
from Bayelsa. . . that kidnap oil-spill polluters!/

Ya chick let me feel her hooters. . . but they filled with tumours. . .
We had dirty sexxx. . . so lemme come clean. . . and spill the rumours!/

Who your Cougars g'on kiss?. . .

I write super strong diss/ on ‘computer rom disks’/
with an ‘array’ of ‘language’ that confuse you dumb wits/
cos this 'pro grammar' good enough. . . to ‘loop a long script’!/


DBR surely d faker guy/
We all seen the Jamaicans fly/
But when you claim you Bolt. . . You’Sain a lie!/
You a lil fast. . . . yeah, your pace alright/
but we see the bytch in you. . . .Fraser-Pryce!/
On tracks, I whizz past like a flaming light/
School you. . .'put on ya uniform' for this training flight/
I 'clothe' the 'pupils'. . . cos I’m too fast. . . for the 'n@ked eye'/

Prekky 'touring Israel'. . . hoping he can stay the night/
He just a visitor here, so I'ma play polite/
Like. . . “You don’t mind sleeping in a manger right”?/
Landlord. . . ‘born in Israel’. . . .Canaanite!/


So who courting with death/ by going to war with a vet?/
I tie his eyes around his shoes. . . if he ain't watching his step/
The force I eject/ stronger than the torque of a jet/
This pauper in debt/. . . calling collect/
asking for my child support. . .to put his mother in cheque!!!/



oNe

looool..so prekky dis is were u'v bin all dis while, u leav us for RGA. its all good sha, dont finish ur dope lines here oo..hehe

I spar ill that thrills. .and keep the game in check/
Single jabs I throw. .my style to double-deck/
We presence alone. .make his Squad Run!/
That our flows eva-fresh. .and you. .wacky pop corn/
And we never fail to deliver. .I got the strength to push!/
Get a thousand George ratings. .when I president for Bush/
Get a lot artillery that would last a decade. .but they could kill in a sec!/
Sec? . .I mean it. .less than a minute. .you be Gunned in a sec!/
And you don't want to crossword with a multi-syllabic warlord!/
Cuz heads will roll on board. .the moment I unsheathe my sword/
Leave 'em on course with widow ecstasy to Mourn!/
Truly. .im whom they fear here. .cuz I Usher lava that Burn!/
Let my money talk to you. .and let you bullshit walk/
Let me Piss on you. . .on they p.ussies when you bring LovePeddler!/
B.itch. .u'z a pauper. .you bank on lottery spin!/
20 dollar-bill ice-cream . .only time you sulky Wean!/
Sticky c.um. .sticky go. .sticky flow is what I bring/
Fire spitter. . .like the ugly dragon in Merlin!/

Sleepy eyed barz. .

he Launders money. .i swear that one na Fake cash . .Wash Wash/
enough Mills he says he made. .na Food e dey cook. .rush rush!/
pure hog wash. .DBR the faker guy?. . how come he realer than ur realest truth/
act like Kanan. .wave the flag and call a truce. .b4 i unload ma troops/
don't need to be psychic to tell his style is cyclic. .bars reusable/
like peddalin a bike backward. .ur re-cycling skill not excusable!/

DBR synonymous with punches. .creativity, vile dark verses and word play/
ibime?,errrrr .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .multi and comedic ways/
i'v always dictated the pace. .it's a fact u ashamed to face/
Guilty of being a secret fan. . u aint Innocent. .this nigga 2faced!/

spit innovative patterns and this nigga quick to bite and reuse/
sauron the 2nd. .biting by mistake. .like acci'dental rule!/
dumbphuk. .i came with monoflow. .d punk jumped on it too/
and on the topicals. .its evident that DBR rules/
go dig it up. .the proof. .its right there for u to review/
if u wasnt broke. . wuldda ask that u pay me back dues!/

accidental Fan. .ur Blade s'pose to cut me. . but it Blow me cool/
accidentally similar to ur spouse . .cos that b!.tch really blows me too/
stop showin ur a$s. . nigga pull up ur pants/
cos i culd rhyme in Italics. .still u wont understand Slants/
plagiarized warm up. .i see u lifting few crunch bars/
words Lift off ma rhyme book and kill foolz. .y i call it Launch pad!/

oNe

Pass your Teddy to a huge bear killer?/ . . .who would dare kill her/ deliver the casket with the/ so you won't damn miss her/
Catch your ''pupils''. .n.ude. .making love with my ''n.aked eyes'' !/
Arse up in the sky. . I saw 'em comin' down. .at the same time. .like green meteors. .on descendin' flight!/
Peeps be like. .woah. .on ma imagery. .and wordplays/
Baby knows ima predator. .I bring terror on all prey/
It's the Lion of Africa. .and I could roar at y'all all day/
Flip battle-jets at you. .with just finger flicks. .would think im Magneto's mate/
Eighty five. .ninety five. .105. .my ratings past percentage rate!/
Your girl. .ya housewife in the house. .but I turn her to ma sexmate/
Im takin' hip-hop outta this planet. .with each stomp/
And im noddin' stars. .with ma chin jaw. .with each jump!/
Jumpin' . .then vaultin' strokes with it. .its ping-pong/
You get to see ma long jump. . .when I bring hip-hop!/
You better better up ya game. .so won't be tagged on. .a big flop!/
You could see. .im stretched in the game now. .I hit top!/
You distressed?. .get tamed when I brew storm in ya tea cup/
I bring the Smack Down on ya back. .supposedly. .your cure for hiccup!/

DBR:
dumbphuk. .i came with monoflow. .d punk jumped on it too/
and on the topicals. .its evident that DBR rules/
go dig it up. .the proof. .its right there for u to review/
if u wasnt broke. . wuldda ask that u pay me back dues/

This JJC claiming mono-flow pioneer?/
This guy is a queer/ lemme set it right and declare/
that I been monoflow King since Mukina invited me here/
Been monoflowing for a decade. . . long before he was wack/
Before FFR. . . and long before he started to rap/
Go check audios I posted from 2001/
Been doing things for decades. . . that he's now just begun!/
And I'm younger than him. . . call it peaking early/
I BEEN spitting deep and dirty. . .and I'm not even thirty!/
This nigga middle-aged and still monosyllabic/
it so flipping tragic. . . .what a homo and faggit!/
Monosyllabic claiming monoflow? . . . we like "HELL NAH!"/
What you do?. . . rhyme car, par, tar, spar. . . for fifty bars?/
He tried monoflow once, but he was useless/
I improved it. . . and showed him how to do it. . .
. . using his SAME rhyme-scheme. . .but now he wanna dispute it/
Monoflow?. . . 'lets get it straight'. . . I 'RULE' IT!/
Claiming inventor, but my old raps make ya eyes clearer/
Just observe one of his post. . . from the same time era/
His rhymes too flaky and weak/ to even chase or compete/
I perform lyrical feats way beyond his basic technique/
Claiming he rule topical?/ That's comical/
4 years ago. . . I combine mono-flow and topical. . and every line logical. . .

Ibime: This one is called RAPTURE. . . .


I tarry not, I appear in a CHARIOT BLAZE/
My trumpet FRACTURE THE GRAVE/ and RAPTURE THE SAVED/
CAMERAS GAZE/as all LAZARUS RAISE/ to the VANTAGE OF SPACE/
till they disappear beyond any SATELLITE TRACE/
Sinners don’t know how to ACT OR BEHAVE/
Unbelievers ASK FOR MY GRACE/ but I ANSWER, “IT’S LATE!”/
Some Pharisees try to STAND AND DEBATE/
But most ANGUISH AND GRATE/ weeping and gnashing, UNDERSTANDING THEIR FATE!/
Some VANISH WITH HASTE/ and DASH TO A CAVE/
Trying to COWER THEIR FACE/ from my RAVENOUS RAGE/
Rich men offer their CAPITAL GAINS/ for a CHANCE TO ESCAPE/
But I scorn their riches as I LAUGH IN THEIR FACE/
Others try to cheat judgement by SLASHING THEIR VEINS/
They pray for death, but death doesn’t ANSWER THEIR CASE/
They all get CAPTURED AS SLAVES/ and SHACKLED IN CHAINS/
And thrown into the fire to be RAVAGED BY FLAMES/

Last time I exposed his fibs, he started making excuses/
Claiming he improved. . . while my talent reduces/
But if he was wack. . . and I was already tight/
How in the fork could I ever mimic him on the mic?/
He telling lies, twisting history for the sake of his whim/
I repeat. . . how in the fork could I be an imitation of HIM!/




oNe

*clears throat*

Ibime: When I never paid attention. . . to n'aan ONE OF YA RHYMES!/

Ibime:
Just observe one of his post. . . from the same time era/

Which do we believe now?

Boy those lines are not for kids.
Better stick to ya kindergarten raps.

And shift comot for road make I see better people.

*relaxs back and continues sipping hes drink*
Cos na Miami beach me sef I dey now.

mikuz: Boy those lines are not for kids.
Better stick to ya kindergarten raps.

Which you've kinda gotten deep into.

mikuz: And shift comot for road make I see better people.

*relaxs back and continues sipping hes drink*
Cos na Miami beach me sef I dey now.

It's clear. I'm the best one, no doubt : )

Dj5naira i keep telling ya. you should go into stand up comedy. You're wasting ya talent in FFR.
Everything about you na joke. From your flows to your comments.







Calling you a comic relief na understatement.