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See . . . My Rap bring Shots/
That spark quick stuff/
I'm Damn Sick, But/
Your flows? So big & Wack, While my flows Slack geek, Slut/
So . . . You clamin' 'Dope' here? That's when You're 'Beside Jesus cross'/
Cus No Matter How you Prove, You'll still be 'Seen' Like That 'Jews Thought'/
I bring Fluid, Cunt/
Then am Pullin' Stunt/
Who're you to say you can 'Check'? When You can't when you can't 'Pick a Glove'/
See . . . The Fight I fought?/
Yea, T . . .Stick Ur' butt/
Then Let him Rust/
Like a 'Nail' longer than the Head of Cath'Lick church/
I'm so dope, Bleep/
So dont Push your Luck/
Cus I'm 'Full of O'ls' that's why i 'pull the glocks'/
I'm lettin' the Time faster, That's a Madrid Clock/
Cus I won't be lettin' any 'Laps' here like the last Minute of a Stop watch!!

I'll confess and be honest,
I choose to be modest,
if I wanted your man?
It ain't complex…

I bagged presidents as prospects
in the head office,
having Tea like monica Lewinsky,
milking the context…

Balling so wired up
I'm high on the offence,
with those saucer eyes
fly with the objects,

Holding it down like thumbnails
n contents,
Robbing mindstates of ideas?
y'all fall short of the concepts….

Ain't no contest to my power walk,
espec against a handicap,
matched with a flower stork…

This ain't Austin powers dork,
I'll roast you!
n leave you crackling
like floured pork,

Then shove you off
the twin towers for sport,
Just so the street Prowlers gawk,
As they talk with the marksmen chalk...

I'll go hulk on the banner
I dont sulk with the manner
I asault all these rappers
When Nina claps back get ya ass gassed!
like 9 holocaust slappers...

Three cheers for being here on this bloody earth, where half my life was institutionalised to study and learn…

Funny how you won't survive without a job to earn, life is hard that why you cry right from birth…

Let there be light so the heat can heighten burns, blood trickles down your feet coz the hustle hurts….

Got you sick to your stomach those muscles churn, life's a biitch and it nozzles burst….

As a daughter of eve I'm double cursed,n if servitudes the key? I'm a Re-ward-ed nurse…

Practising patience when my wits berserk, so many coughin often? that syrup was just desserts on hearse….

We here with the fanatics with that local charm, all up in arms like it was Boko haram….

Vocals get touched when the metal sharp, like Isis giving dental when the neck departs, blood parched on parchment coz beheadings an art…

Born into a system where you slave for peanuts, where fat bellied corporates say suck on these nuts…

Milk n honey attract working bee stunts, just to leave you redundant? like worn out sweet cunts....

Cut you down to size like torn down tree trunks, throw shots at your life, point guard foul with the 3 jump, left you shook like an epileptic, busting out that street krump….

Though the strife and the pain can make some suicidal in vein, you got to be positive in ways, and enlighten your brain…

Ripen the crane so it heightens the change, coz life is about choices what you think is what you pave, be fruitful with the taste, so what you eat is what you crave….

ahh, welcome to the STREET, am the new kid new boy in the block... yeah, i eat rap like BISCUIT, if you try me i hit u hard in the butt.... yeah, off the mic, off the mic, oga producer i saaiid off the mic... hah he is dead, he is dead, do u see? he cant live off mic..

afroduke:
ahh, welcome to the STREET, am the new kid new boy in the block... yeah, i eat rap like BISCUIT, if you try me i hit u hard in the butt.... yeah, off the mic, off the mic, oga producer i saaiid off the mic... hah he is dead, he is dead, do u see? he cant live off mic..

Lol

We all have our sexual fantasies and fetishes, some are more open like pored blemishes....

Dominatrix style levelling, cuffs and horrny devilling, I'm a feisty minx peddling

Waters deep settling, thrusting n trembling, legs spread butter meddling....

In touch with myself like lubricant was the spell, cherry pop with the smell?

It sweet fragrant was wow, and I left men drenched from the brow, it was sweating in hell...

I'm a freak in the sheets yet classy on streets, I'll meet with the D? just to diesel drive with the speed

Hardcore my mantra clocking miles with the deeds, just call me Dee Dee double strapped with the treats...

And my dream job to be a house maid, with all my curves cooking dishes, seductress mistress in linen, when I genie shout these niggas wishes

Good girl gone bad? I was never a Saint to begin with, knocking boots in the kitchen, from the back it off the hinges....

Adanna2828:
We all have our sexual fantasies and fetishes, some are more open like pored blemishes....

Dominatrix style levelling, cuffs and horrny devilling, I'm a feisty minx peddling

Waters deep settling, thrusting n trembling, legs spread butter meddling....

In touch with myself like lubricant was the spell, cherry pop with the smell?

It sweet fragrant was wow, and I left men drenched from the brow, it was sweating in hell...

I'm a freak in the sheets yet classy on streets, I'll meet with the D? just to diesel drive with the speed

Hardcore my mantra clocking miles with the deeds, just call me Dee Dee double strapped with the treats...

And my dream job to be a house maid, with all my curves cooking dishes, seductress mistress in linen, when I genie shout these niggas wishes

Good girl gone bad? I was never a Saint to begin with, knocking boots in the kitchen, from the back it off the hinges....

good girl gone bad.. can i have a taste of the P in the bag... do you think am cool, or just a scumbag?... i can score you with even a drum back..... yeeeeaah... good girl good girl... we can leave the bed and do in the chair... only me and you.. see..we dont care.... you will scream hard DADDY YO DADDY YO... see? i heard u have curves... do u like it hard? or do u like it soft... u can touch my packs or you can stroke my sword... two edged sword, i will use it to divide yo...

afroduke:


good girl gone bad.. can i have a taste of the P in the bag... do you think am cool, or just a scumbag?... i can score you with even a drum back..... yeeeeaah... good girl good girl... we can leave the bed and do in the chair... only me and you.. see..we dont care.... you will scream hard DADDY YO DADDY YO... see? i heard u have curves... do u like it hard? or do u like it soft... u can touch my packs or you can stroke my sword... two edged sword, i will use it to divide yo...

Lol see gobbe, I dig the flow n stroke sword line

Adanna2828:

Lol see gobbe, I dig the flow n stroke sword line

lol... Na joke o!

RAP OF LIFE- Princened

This day I dim it fit
to let out this stunning gist/
Spiting bars like a pope
Lyrics in a connective code/
Lines which never like this have been told
Yet am i supposed to unfold
In every scheme of thought, respect those who are before
So to Plato, Achebe and Shakespeare, my respect is sure/
Part of this would be my first official drop
Yet many would be made dumb
Rising in the ranks with Kings Solomon's discretion
But the wisdom is of a modern dimension.

I struggled to learn the angels art
Which entails being pure in heart/
And this got dem rivals angered
Shouted and at me middle fingered/
This took me down in depression
but I busted out and now they are left in compression/
now I'm high sailing / but their heart keep failing/!

The last 7 lines where just some egoistic distraction/
which rappers and poets alike suffer
but now let's get back to the real contention/

This poetry is no ranting
Neither is it big mouth chanting/
It is not party political
neither is it for the critical/
Some part of it are personal
but, you will get the true matter now/

This poetry is quick and childish
It is for the wise and foolish
Do not stretch your imagination
This poetry is about our nation

Our dear Nigeria (Niger-area)
Seemingly infected by a sickness worst than malaria/
A country which grew lazy when on account of crude oil they began to blow
Now they have falling into a swelling tide of woe/
Each day is a struggle
Cos every turn She is met with trouble/
Our leaders do fumble
and in day light they do stumble/
The economy is in shambles
every aspect shows the crumble/
During election they promised much
but now all we get is scorch/
No hard feelings when the present G is slated
But then the past can't be exonerated/
The country is in a state of social anomie
Capitulated with political bigotry/
A country once beautiful like a meadow/
but now left with just it's shadow
A country blessed with fertility
But still must suffer Hunger in severity/
A land where crude oozes out of her soil
Yet, must import petrol from nations of Barren soil
The educational system is down
The political system is a sham/
Many measures have been adopted
Yet there be no positive adjusted/
Even prayers have been made
But then, has the foundation be laid? /
You can't reject salvation
And expect divine intervention/
God has actually paid attention
And as well made His mention/
That the nation must be free from corruption
And turns away from her sins which knows no interruption/
A land which rejects the Holy One
Shall stranger to him become/
O Nigerians, give ear
The word of the Lord now hear/
Quit your evil actions
Make honest transactions/
Injustice and oppression correct
The orphans and widows protect/
Though scarlet is your sin
You shall be white within/
If you learn to obey My plan
You will eat the good of the land/
But if you rebel against My word
You will be consumed by the sword/

Lord save our country and we therein
Is our prayer to thee/
Forgive our sins
Of our fathers and our seeds/
Uphold your true children in the bloodline
And on our forehead mark your God sign
Bestow on us grace to achieve our aims
Heal as many that are lame/
From us take away shame
But grant us our little portion of fame/
Take away weeping and sorrow
Let signs and wonders follow/
Let none of us kick bucket
But let money fill our pocket/

Amen

By a young, aspiring poet
PRINCE CHUKWUNEDUM

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Mehn... Nl is dry

Nd they thought ah was done!!

''Cockiness'' Yep! Seems to be Every rapper's waterloo, its why y'al fizzle n fade out so quickly../
sloppiness is when y'al can't even see ur moves better, you lot be acting like ray charles dancing to slow music../
So stupid nd Blind to the marrow, plus you Lacking that relevance when you speak../
You tryna stand up right, tryna shine ur teeth, but your cheers aint even much better when you skinny lasses been made to sit../
Nd ah think i Lost ma mind, or I seem to have left it back at the fire place at jensen's../
Amidst d sexing, ah swear ah could hear my fone ring, sorta like bae was texting../
Too weak too give my last Ffuck, I'd rather not lose another blessing../
Last friday, was confession../ now look at all that penance father john had to let out for dear sister jen's sins../
take a cue from my story nd live my life alone../
You not a stoner, or a stonee, you best get a trolley nd give your life a boner.. You trolls../
Homos, Funny how I'm quick to cuss when channeling my wits through duh dark lurking../
Mr rap Busting, too few vets to really acknowledge, rest of y'al be looking like last options../
What ah spit is mad volcano, hot larva that could calm tornadoes../
You lucky if you catch a whiff of ma scent, ah put d cuffs on your cents, I'm tryna curb that oFfensive smell, y'al like some bad tomatoes../
I'm a beast to these animals, real niigga eating up dawgs for real like in calabar../
Check d calibre, real nigga spitting, duh flow so radical../
Magically spitting these lyrics../
Make everybody listen nd set aside d gimmicks../
The business?, well i never gave a damnn bout d business../
Been about d money, mullar stacking nd bagging up d riches../
aint no body stopping ma shine even if your last names ended with a shadow or an eclipse../
Ah Step in a thriftshop, cockk a loaded weapon, then i Make you surrender your minds to this epidemic../
I'm a pandemonium waiiting to happen, I'm like a bomb in hand../
With me, every second definitely counts like clocks in a bank!!../
Dammn!! Ah shouldn't have said that, Now everybodyz gonna wonder why I did../
Buh then again, ah don't give a ffuck!!, so free pussies up for grab, now I'm wondering whose balls its gonna be?../!!
Ffvck wif me..

Happy New Month!!
#paayneBaby.

Trifling maggots mould prone phaggots, drink acid stone cold antics, frantic no holds balance…

tragic how yo vocals vanish, when I ripped your nodules savage, now this model damaged like faulty modules static

Few facts I'm fine,, my dues paid the sum,
n you lack my shine? I drew back the sun…

feuds ain't my vine, but fools branch out dumb, quit actin lines when you a match tout bum

I'll bash you in orange son, Coz I'm smashing pumpkins…

leaving you rocked like cherubs’ turned munchkins, saying halo’ in my dungeon, your skin appeal? Read repugnant

Coz that candle I lit candidly,
for kings landing wits no fallacy,
Malice deep with the handling?
Coz jealousy scars callously….

How Did I Miss This

Jeez! Mehn Here Is Quite like A PLACE Just Raided/ Fluxi Was Always Dropping Lyrics That Could Not Be Graded/ But Like "Second Hand Clothes" He Quickly Faded/ Giyaz Threw The Hook Into NL nd Patiently Waited/ FluxMind never Saw The Canca Worm Hanging... He Was Easily Baited...
Who The Hell Is Afroduke With Wack Drops/ Are U The New Moniker Fabs Got??/ U Lucky U ain't Close To This GAWD/ Else I'll Be Quick To "Cut Afro" Like Ah Hair Cut!!!
See Thing Is/ Ma Hommie Solo Is Keeping It Real/ Payne Still Inflicting It/where Tha Hell Is Dj5naira, Hope He Still Spinning Big Cheese/Bruh, Drop Those Witty Lyrics Fast/ Else I Will Put This In Ah Bin Bag Like I Finished Scripting Trash/ Kang What's Up With All The Hype??/ Is It The Child/ Or The Cutie Wife??/ I Understand U Re FIRMLY hELD uP With Family Ties....
Where Is Daddy JigsawKillah/ I Can't Even Fill Up Ur Space In NL With Fillers/ *Shrugs* Maybe Jig Is Scared To Lean On NL's Pillar/ CAUSE This Time Jig Saw Kiiller......
Am Done With The Lyrics/ This Fucking Cats Are Nothing But Pu,Ssies/ I Don't Know Why They Scared Of Rookies/Don't Get Mad Cause Its Virtual Reality/ 9ines to F.Uck These Cats Like Bestiality..

souloho19:




*how do you get high..when you got the fear of heights..?

souloho19:


°Lately I been feeling this is all for nothing/
How else sld I feel when I'm on the top of nothing/
And if I jump down I wouldn't even break a leg
That's so disturbing most times I drink a keg

It seems the truth is an illusion
So watch me pull off the great escape
time flies so watch me put on the greatest cape
No time for heroics...I'm conquering my fear of heights

Refreshers.

nastynic:
Jeez! Mehn Here Is Quite like A PLACE Just Raided/ Fluxi Was Always Dropping Lyrics That Could Not Be Graded/ But Like "Second Hand Clothes" He Quickly Faded/ Giyaz Threw The Hook Into NL nd Patiently Waited/ FluxMind never Saw The Canca Worm Hanging... He Was Easily Baited...
Who The Hell Is Afroduke With Wack Drops/ Are U The New Moniker Fabs Got??/ U Lucky U ain't Close To This GAWD/ Else I'll Be Quick To "Cut Afro" Like Ah Hair Cut!!!
See Thing Is/ Ma Hommie Solo Is Keeping It Real/ Payne Still Inflicting It/where Tha Hell Is Dj5naira, Hope He Still Spinning Big Cheese/Bruh, Drop Those Witty Lyrics Fast/ Else I Will Put This In Ah Bin Bag Like I Finished Scripting Trash/ Kang What's Up With All The Hype??/ Is It The Child/ Or The Cutie Wife??/ I Understand U Re FIRMLY hELD uP With Family Ties....
Where Is Daddy JigsawKillah/ I Can't Even Fill Up Ur Space In NL With Fillers/ *Shrugs* Maybe Jig Is Scared To Lean On NL's Pillar/ CAUSE This Time Jig Saw Kiiller......
Am Done With The Lyrics/ This Fucking Cats Are Nothing But Pu,Ssies/ I Don't Know Why They Scared Of Rookies/Don't Get Mad Cause Its Virtual Reality/ 9ines to F.Uck These Cats Like Bestiality..

i heard my name.. some one just dissed my name... he said he is nastynic... but i dont care about his name... see, i m the god , i m the initiator... i am the greatest check my signature... in this THREAD if u do anyhow i use u like NIDDLE.. if u try hard, u will be second fiddle... see, i am the new religion AFROTAINITY... i wont go hard, so u wont loose your sanity.. like run mad.. enter street and dance like a drunkard... see, i came saw and conquered... with my punchlines, i can wear u like a converse... see, i knw ur punchline kills people so u are a SUSPECT... but i said i am a RELIGION, so i should make u my PROPHET.. prophet nastynic.. go ye into the world .. and preach about me...

So I saw her strolling down/
Jason, This is the chick , I told ya 'Bout/
Not the one on skirt, the one with a red wig, on glowing gown/
Dude, this chick too make. . .No fvck up/
I've been into this for 5years, so bro chill, I know wasup/
For babe matter? Me and person no fit "Draw" like spoilt okro/
Cos I be fine boy. . .Only guy wey ashewo dey beg to fvck with No condom/
Tchew. . .All this your yeye talk, go meet am/
I quickly adjust my collar shirt, and my warm knicker/
Used my saliva and cleaned my old sneaker/
Lick my lips. . . Then comb my bushy hair like Afro_Dija/
With confidence, I smiled and shouted."Wasup , hey chick/
She turned, and raised her hand, continue walking so fast , I wonder if she heard me/
I can't loose-guard this chick, even devil would blame me/
Jason, ll roast, fry , skin and bake me/
He'll also tell Nosa, Tim and mary/
So I picked courage, and shouted "Hello Bish, Am hailing/
She stopped, I came closer and realized the chick look like slay queens/


To be continued

Brb

richommie Bruh....
Is It Those Queens With Fake Asses, That Snaps Fake Pix/The Last One I Met, It Looked Like She Got Fake Tits/ I Was Like "Hi Bitch, U Got Me Gazing/At Ya Beautiful Face, nd It Drives Me Crazy/ Those Smile Contagious, Maybe SoMe Insane Shit,/Ma Cupid Abode Was dead, but u Finna raiseed It/ If Loving U Was A Memory,babe I Would Never Erase It/ Can I have Those Cute Digits??Cause I Ain't Moving Bitch Till I Take It"/ She Was Fifty Shades Of Red When I Was Done Talking, I Caught The Bitch Stutering, Digit Muttering, nd It Was Ah Legit Something/ Scored Three Shots Nd Was Done/Like Free Scotch, That Was Odd/ Had A party nd Was Hot/ As A Fine Bobo Mehn I Don't Talk/ 3 Weeks nd SHE Was Dropped/ But I Don't Care If U Call Me Gimmick/ Or A Fucking Minnie/Cause We All Know "U Wash Hand From The Matter" When U Done Eating....

Nasty_nic
CoolestKidEver

i'm the CHAMPION, my flow accumen shines.. it shines like a DIAMOND, nobody tells me jack.. no body can tell me jack.. do you want to TRY gOD?, i am the AB and C you niggas not even in the D BLOCK.. keep it simple.. never show you MAMA SAY.. if you wanna show, show your APACHE.. self.. so they say brukutubrukutu MAMA YEH...

V.funny

afroduke:
i'm the CHAMPION, my flow accumen shines.. it shines like a DIAMOND, nobody tells me jack.. no body can tell me jack.. do you want to TRY gOD?, i am the AB and C you niggas not even in the D BLOCK.. keep it simple.. never show you MAMA SAY.. if you wanna show, show your APACHE.. self.. so they say brukutubrukutu MAMA YEH...

Lol, is this how u want to blow?

Hmm.

tangent:
i noticed there are many good text mcs on this zone. i think it's high time netcees flow for rank to know the rap king of nairaland.
netcees should drop their flows and get graded. 5 star ranking=gold, 4 star=silver, 3 star=bronze, 2 star=plastic. 1 star=wood.
lets go!

....cool

Paayne:

Lol, is this how u want to blow?

mehn, To blow in Naija, u no need sweet song .. just the hustle

Xup ya'iLL stoners....show dis newbie some love,will ya?!

iLLcLiPs:
Xup ya'iLL stoners....show dis newbie some love,will ya?!

ok

for 2lines or 4lines punchlines.. join: https://www.nairaland.com/3793103/punchlines-drop-4-2-liners#56425611 LETS GO!!

Adanna2828:
Three cheers for being here on this bloody earth, where half my life was institutionalised to study and learn…

Funny how you won't survive without a job to earn, life is hard that why you cry right from birth…

Let there be light so the heat can heighten burns, blood trickles down your feet coz the hustle hurts….

Got you sick to your stomach those muscles churn, life's a biitch and it nozzles burst….

As a daughter of eve I'm double cursed,n if servitudes the key? I'm a Re-ward-ed nurse…

Practising patience when my wits berserk, so many coughin often? that syrup was just desserts on hearse….

We here with the fanatics with that local charm, all up in arms like it was Boko haram….

Vocals get touched when the metal sharp, like Isis giving dental when the neck departs, blood parched on parchment coz beheadings an art…

Born into a system where you slave for peanuts, where fat bellied corporates say suck on these nuts…

Milk n honey attract working bee stunts, just to leave you redundant? like worn out sweet cunts....

Cut you down to size like torn down tree trunks, throw shots at your life, point guard foul with the 3 jump, left you shook like an epileptic, busting out that street krump….

Though the strife and the pain can make some suicidal in vein, you got to be positive in ways, and enlighten your brain…

Ripen the crane so it heightens the change, coz life is about choices what you think is what you pave, be fruitful with the taste, so what you eat is what you crave….

...DOPE....very imaginative...can i imagine you know about the hustle, like ghetto?