Mike am calling u out.. "AUDIO BATTLE"..
Hope u dnt decline diz like the bbitch dat u are..
Yeah

I bring to the fans what they feel/ cuz im known to thrill/ and my flows ill/
Concrete facts I spill/ too hard to swallow . . . but so is bitter pills/
Many styles I could throw in . . . niggas I FlipFonts/
Got free energies inside . . . I even pen Powered Points!/
Possess an eye of an oracle . . . I see the bones of your soul!!/
Plus 17-footer python snakes . . . wrapped around your bones/
I went in Sane/ but came out smokin' mad rhymes that puffed his brain/
I ain't Dr. Dre/ but when it comes to showerin' HD Beats, you know I could Reign!/
I decapitate with ma blades . . . so ninjas die by the sword/
Would defeat me . . . if you've seen the face of a god!/
I set the rules . . . and they live by my word/
Gaia here . . . y'all co-tenants/
I don't See Jay . . . like two consonants/
Even when he opens mouth . . . we only hear a Con Sonants/
I can expand a tennis ball up to the size of a planet/
Wanna place bet?/
Emperor of rap . . . was even schooled in King's College/
If you were beef, I break you down slowly like . . . eating porridge/
I kick metas with pure fun . . . but to you, a serious task/
Got volumes of steamy flows . . . all locked in a thermoflask/
I betray the beast in me . . . by taking off my mask/
Who's the all-time greatest? . . . . no need to ask/
Waxin' strong . . . cuz i've got paraffins to melt/
I inject aesthetia in each letter I put down . . . which you felt/
Im Cool like Joe . . . plus I vex robots that babbles/
Provoke vets, leave hearts boilin' . . . like water in kettle/
You never could land 5 mics . . . . but i've got Scores to settle!/
End all doubt . . . im the Ill one in this Uminati circle/

Amanyanabo of rap . . Ichie of lyrics . . . .



I'm displaying ma raps/ to timely prey on this cat/
Why is he now calling me out . . after saying that I'm wack?/
He gets dismayed with hard smacks/ as I sway on attack/
hes asking for audio battle . . but he better be a good athlete . . . or he'll get disgraced on the track!/

They greet my bars with cheers . . when they strike the masses/
but they boo him for the fake lines he passes/
He types ballocks . . while I'm scribbing classics/
I spark igniting gasses/ to leave this guy in ashes/
Hes unattractive . . he still won't be 'on fire' . . lighting matches/
I write fantastic/ to entice fanatics/ cos I thrive with mighty antics/
hes perfect with the bars only when he tries gymnastics/
Plus Sleak will always 'take the back seat' . . until hes through with his driving classes!/

He really a dumb/ thats why they labelling him a bum/
I leave him 'under the weather' . . when I 'kick up a storm'!/

He making attempts to improving his run/ but his jittery carreer fully is gone/
The mofos' claiming hes' sharp . . but he'll only get bullied with thorns/





This nucca is fun/ and its true I'm a don/
I'd squeeze a cow into my dashboard . . . just to take the 'bull by the horn'!/

You too little to be criticizing this dude/ cos you don't even equal the height of his boots/
so you'll 'lose ya footing' . . If you 'walk a mile in his shoes'!/

Sleak is a voyèur with an immatured concept/ spitting gibberish without his guarantor's consent/
His infantile rhymes got a puberty flow lacking adult contents!/

From the actual onset/ I was born with rare skills/
Hes life circles around poverty . . nigga can't afford a square meal!/

I roll with paddies that throw slugs/ so he'll get battered in cold blood/ cos its' a fact he doesn't flow drugs/
I field biting dogs . . even the german side . . . couldn't handle ma 'Wolfs bug'!/

You just blabbing/ how can you make the top ranking/ with ya monosyllabic dumb rapping?/
. . . knocking an egg . . the only time the föol got cracking/

Ya lines laughable/ and ya styles fallible/
He gets arraigned in a kangaroo court . . to be executed by wild animals!!/

So bleep ya ciphers/ and ya weak one liners/
You just 'heading for the fall' . . . like spring board divers!/

Niggas don't peer at ya bars in fanciful admiration/ so you back ya failures with irrational explanations/
You lack good vocabs . . You won't be on a successful 'spell' . . . even with magical incantations!!!/

mikuz:
Ya lines laughable/ and ya styles fallible/
He gets arraigned in a kangaroo court . . to be executed by wild animals!!/

hahahaha. . . line of the month!!!

-START IT UP..
bbitch listen..


Sick should be my middle name, i dnt need a medication/
Words deep, droppin from my head wit no meditation/
Tight rapper in tha block with no ventilation /
Flows one in a million with no duplication/
Killing rappers, no hesitation/
I love myself but i'l never do a masturbatioonn./. Uh
I killed the beat thug.. No blood stain/
Yhu bad looking and ya flows sound strange/
I move the crowd even when am at the back stage/
Yhu old school, old chapter, am the new page/
Am killing all diz niqqah.. Am feelin "START IT UP/
Yhu just pushed the wrong button, niqqa ima START IT UP ...

Yooh
Naija earthquake only time niqqa hit tha boot/
No lies, ima thug hommie i spit the truth/
Fresstyle mur'fhucka i dont need a book/
Fryin beef, hittin ya eardrums is tha only beat i need to cook/
Killin rappers when am bored is all i need do/
Buh cant stay away from RAP mehn i needed you/
Diz rappers all dead and am tha living prove/
I stay fly homeboy bout to pull tha roof/
Am sick yo, i do it gangster... Uph uph../
And If u "doubt" then u prolly gon catch a bullet proof/"
Am a soldier.. Buh a sergent/ ur local mehn am federal/
Like walkin infront, Boy am so ahead-of-ya...

Yessir
When am on a track itz history i'l be making/
Records i'l be breaking/
no exagerating and no underestimating/
Buh the way i "grow", even farmers knw am germinating/
yet to be on my apex.. Stay scheming niqqaz/
And if itz beef then in one roll, i'l be killin niqqaz/
Itz mr killin niqqaz bt i put my ddick in bbitches/
Coz no doubt even ya chics love my ishes/
u make empty threats, coz ya one lines is like a bunch of speeches/
Am on my way to riches/ am passin tru the MIKE/
driving niqqaz insane Humm humm motor bike/
Mah flow's 3D, throwin shotz at wacks is my hobby/
Plus am ill, U can "SEE FOR" yaself lyk tying bombs rund ya body..
So if u want problem
START IT UP

Put the burdens of rap on khimkiller/ the d0pe spitter/
if niqqas gat free memory space they still wont save the game/
hiphop is dead and they keep prasing their lame names/
I have this deep in my heart so am spitting out my mind/
Y'all cant see the trash u left of it like the blind/
Yeah i aint step on toes.. Am just matching haters to the ground/
Tic tok.. Hope u biatches recognise the sound/
Coz i gat crack flows, steady ripping this foes/
In this game am 'fucking big' like doing only notorious/
Dont hate, it takes time to be this great cos hustling is harzadous/
U biatch niqqaz couldnt make "khim" fall even if u was eninem/
Plus they so empty so i aint feeling em/
The way i spit flows dat u "war-ship"' u can say ima biatch sailor/
u rappers fake.. So ima sew skirts to prove ur biatches. Call me the lyrical 'charles taylor..
Been a while fam.. dj5naira, sleakid, mikuz, nosa and kerijay. Just decided to pass by and show soome love.
Khimkiller

mikuz: Amanyanabo of rap . . Ichie of lyrics . . . .



I'm displaying ma raps/ to timely prey on this cat/
Why is he now calling me out . . after saying that I'm wack?/
He gets dismayed with hard smacks/ as I sway on attack/
hes asking for audio battle . . but he better be a good athlete . . . or he'll get disgraced on the track!/

They greet my bars with cheers . . when they strike the masses/
but they boo him for the fake lines he passes/
He types ballocks . . while I'm scribbing classics/
I spark igniting gasses/ to leave this guy in ashes/
Hes unattractive . . he still won't be 'on fire' . . lighting matches/
I write fantastic/ to entice fanatics/ cos I thrive with mighty antics/
hes perfect with the bars only when he tries gymnastics/
Plus Sleak will always 'take the back seat' . . until hes through with his driving classes!/

He really a dumb/ thats why they labelling him a bum/
I leave him 'under the weather' . . when I 'kick up a storm'!/

He making attempts to improving his run/ but his jittery carreer fully is gone/
The mofos' claiming hes' sharp . . but he'll only get bullied with thorns/





This nucca is fun/ and its true I'm a don/
I'd squeeze a cow into my dashboard . . . just to take the 'bull by the horn'!/

You too little to be criticizing this dude/ cos you don't even equal the height of his boots/
so you'll 'lose ya footing' . . If you 'walk a mile in his shoes'!/

Sleak is a voyèur with an immatured concept/ spitting gibberish without his guarantor's consent/
His infantile rhymes got a puberty flow lacking adult contents!/

From the actual onset/ I was born with rare skills/
Hes life circles around poverty . . nigga can't afford a square meal!/

I roll with paddies that throw slugs/ so he'll get battered in cold blood/ cos its' a fact he doesn't flow drugs/
I field biting dogs . . even the german side . . . couldn't handle ma 'Wolfs bug'!/

You just blabbing/ how can you make the top ranking/ with ya monosyllabic dumb rapping?/
. . . knocking an egg . . the only time the föol got cracking/

Ya lines laughable/ and ya styles fallible/
He gets arraigned in a kangaroo court . . to be executed by wild animals!!/

So bleep ya ciphers/ and ya weak one liners/
You just 'heading for the fall' . . . like spring board divers!/

Niggas don't peer at ya bars in fanciful admiration/ so you back ya failures with irrational explanations/
You lack good vocabs . . You won't be on a successful 'spell' . . . even with magical incantations!!!/

Mikuz should be arrested, he just r.aped a disabled/
Sleak tryna recover, but his frail ego has finally been crippled/
This aint humiliation, they call it anihillation/
i started the cervical dilation,this blew up the whole relation/

airmark:

Mikuz should be arrested, he just r.aped a disabled/
Sleak tryna recover, but his frail ego has finally been crippled/
This aint humiliation, they call it anihillation/
i started the cervical dilation,this blew up the whole relation/

Be a man of ur own for once and stop d!ckriding. U really think ur d0dper than anyone here?
Pssssssst

^^^ whooore, you have been released after svcking ur customers' pr!cks for a month. You crave for attention from me. Aint gonna give ya anymore. So, you should enjoy this, while it lasts.

I get better with every post/stack cheddas in heavy notes/
It's an open contest . . but y'all never been very close/
Been achieving like MAN U . the way I'm cleverly setting goals/
I take a nigga life . and let the devil enter to take his ghost/
From kenya to jericho . . I'm breaking grounds like tillas/
walls in ur streets falling . when I'm singing out my desire/
You rappers 'bout to retire/ back to ur house and be quite/
Cos when I blow the sound of vampires/..they found ur entire/house on fire/
I'm crowned the mesiah/ . they never see it coming,y'all lacking foresights/
Claiming wife snatchers . then I'm a give y'all hell for telling broad lies/
I love the wing like shawn wright/ fly like I'm always aboard flight/
You couldn't square up to me . if u consider it from four sides/
We all night/ partying with chicks that knows how to shake with they as5/
But we hustled first . so when we celebrate . we making it last/
I kill snakes in the grass/ like a mongoose/
My dope rhymes are always at the climax whenever I cum through/

Ema prince:
I get better with every post/stack cheddas in heavy notes/
It's an open contest . . but y'all never been very close/
Been achieving like MAN U . the way I'm cleverly setting goals/
I take a nigga life . and let the devil enter to take his ghost/
From kenya to jericho . . I'm breaking grounds like tillas/
walls in ur streets falling . when I'm singing out my desire/
You rappers 'bout to retire/ back to ur house and be quite/
Cos when I blow the sound of vampires/..they found ur entire/house on fire/
I'm crowned the mesiah/ . they never see it coming,y'all lacking foresights/
Claiming wife snatchers . then I'm a give y'all hell for telling broad lies/
I love the wing like shawn wright/ fly like I'm always aboard flight/
You couldn't square up to me . if u consider it from four sides/
We all night/ partying with chicks that knows how to shake with they as5/
But we hustled first . so when we celebrate . we making it last/
I kill snakes in the grass/ like a mongoose/
My dope rhymes are always at the climax whenever I cum through/

This ninjas rhymes are always packaged well, nice punches, witty. . . with the clearest flow. Ninja never compromise on flow. Thats technical skill.

Ema prince:
I get better with every post/stack cheddas in heavy notes/
It's an open contest . . but y'all never been very close/
Been achieving like MAN U . the way I'm cleverly setting goals/
I take a nigga life . and let the devil enter to take his ghost/
From kenya to jericho . . I'm breaking grounds like tillas/
walls in ur streets falling . when I'm singing out my desire/
You rappers 'bout to retire/ back to ur house and be quite/
Cos when I blow the sound of vampires/..they found ur entire/house on fire/
I'm crowned the mesiah/ . they never see it coming,y'all lacking foresights/
Claiming wife snatchers . then I'm a give y'all hell for telling broad lies/
I love the wing like shawn wright/ fly like I'm always aboard flight/
You couldn't square up to me . if u consider it from four sides/
We all night/ partying with chicks that knows how to shake with they as5/
But we hustled first . so when we celebrate . we making it last/
I kill snakes in the grass/ like a mongoose/
My dope rhymes are always at the climax whenever I cum through/

Would love to read more of ya lines. Nice one ninja!

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¥Øø Ť~$ØΠĞŽ on flowz,


Ama wizzy in d making, punchlines like diamond, try 2 taste it? its almond, pissing of my haters yet they still love me, ma swag got ur attention like gunshot, highway 2 success its like a road race, all ma niggas jst trying to reach for d ace, yeah huh i set d pace for ma niggaz behind, I ended the race cuz i gat d ace, now this is overrated, cuz is gat my city plated, undisputed victory for my hommies (Nigeria I luv u)

Word to Dj5naira n Airwack


Hiphop aint
dead.....like a Folder it was saved in me/
So i had to put it on shortcut so that niggaz can get to Feel/
Any Dumbass comin at me Should better write a Will/
coz i'm quick to 'Bruise'......guess that what 'Will IS'/
kinda deadlier than ya'l so we not equal/
Can feel ya 'punch' nigga.....coz i dont do Cheap liquor/
No lil wayne track but i'm at war/
So i'll keep spittin molten metals like Steel company......what you think i'm 'Metal for'/
yea i'm still the Greatest/stay Fly like a G6 cuz i'm Weightless/
Flows making deliveries like Fedex/
so phuckin gud in 'Puns'.....aint talking about chess/
Mehn i'm Dwoppin philosophical Deadly bars like i gat 'Soul crates'/
I'm in a Empire state of mind but dis nigga not even ma mate/
my lyrics all good.......ready for export/
Yours ain't got an I.D so they can't PassPORT/
Ya'l ain't great......Even with ya Keke flows wont make you be D1/
even if ya spit vitamin lyrics........ya still wont be complex as B1/
.......,
........
To be continued

blEss

Who you trynna toast/ with these flowery words you post/
Even yo best lines . . . looks bille-doux at most/
Glide through the headings boy . . . its Flow For Rank!/
But you actin' bitchy here . . . . think i'd name you Lilian Bach/
I like bypassin' this part . . . oh no, don't take me back/
The way your rhymin' slacks . . . make me remember Don Williams track/
Plus yo punch fist . . . made of cotton wool/ and wouldn't hit the bull's-eye . . . even if you were Robin Wood/
Got a two-way lifestyle . . . your dull & yo barz uninteresting/
Now you Con Front me? . . . . not the best thing/
In simulating battles . . . only then we see you at war/
Creamy phlegm, is what you spit . . . like that pregnant w.hore!/
Skimmin' through Alexander bios . . . thinkin' your Great?/
Your career, DOOMED . . . with none, redeemin' ya fate!/
Each of the fact you claimed, were all compulsive lies/
Cuz you stay grounded . . . like bathroom tiles/
A postman would make a better delivery than you do/
In gay Porns, sure . . . . your ''so phuckin gud'' !/
This dude should be shot in his bowel/ for misplacin' his vowel/
I'd disgrace this nerd and make him throw in the towel/
Your scribin' wrong/ and all yo alliterations flawed/
You don't amuse us . . . everything you wrote just horridly bore!/
This dumb nigga is unheard of/ even his raps inferior/
Locally, your bland . . . and the reason hiphop stays deceased!/
And won't still be known . . . even if you take triple jumps Over Seas/
What took you days . . . to me, a walk in the park/
Surely . . . i'd make this Jay S. Park!/
Half writtens, half prepared . . . even your barz, 'to be continued' /
If wackness were styles . . . yours an attitude/
No doubt, i'd keep schoolin' this nincompoop/
Beastin' is fun . . . as easy as SIM Pull/
Save yo complex craps . . . and learn to keep it simple/

khimwhyte: Put the burdens of rap on khimkiller/ the d0pe spitter/
if niqqas gat free memory space they still wont save the game/
hiphop is dead and they keep prasing their lame names/
I have this deep in my heart so am spitting out my mind/
Y'all cant see the trash u left of it like the blind/
Yeah i aint step on toes.. Am just matching haters to the ground/
Tic tok.. Hope u biatches recognise the sound/
Coz i gat crack flows, steady ripping this foes/
In this game am 'fucking big' like doing only notorious/
Dont hate, it takes time to be this great cos hustling is harzadous/
U biatch niqqaz couldnt make "khim" fall even if u was eninem/
Plus they so empty so i aint feeling em/
The way i spit flows dat u "war-ship"' u can say ima biatch sailor/
u rappers fake.. So ima sew skirts to prove ur biatches. Call me the lyrical 'charles taylor..
Been a while fam.. dj5naira, sleakid, mikuz, nosa and kerijay. Just decided to pass by and show soome love.
Khimkiller

Now that's classic!

Ya attack is a fowl play(foul play)/ya gat no PUNCH on THISDAY/
Heard of Klevajay, wtf is kerijay?/
Dude is a warri clown, only that i can tell/I'm so wicked i can eat snail with the shell/So he gonna see double hell(L) in the cell/
If ya call me airwack, ya must have consonant pronunciation problem/
Ya case is like a foreigner caught, forging immigration emblem/
Airmark, top dawg, i dont mingle with copy cats like you, faking/
I dont give haters hand-shaking, On da m.i.c,i gat all their hands shaking/
Belongs to lowest cadre, you aint phenom, no venom spitting/
Topping the best ladder, mofos wont stop hating/
Keri, gat no cheddar/He wanna SEE ME, just like Mo'chedda/hating on me cos of ma NBT gold medal/
I grind ladies, even khim, ya barbie queues/
Ya lyrics good? Only for disposal agents, smelly refuse/
Lyrics always on 'mark lap, ma flow pouring constantly, brand nu tap/
Black top and black cap, already mourning ya demise in battle rap/


Airmark

You like a doormat... Every one brings you defeat( the-feet)/
I don't need to put a knife in your toilet... For me to kill this sshit/
You niggers mad cuz I get more hoes than farmers/
My style is without comparison and I set the standards/
My delivery is so ill/
You would think a postman was bringing you pills/
My skills are as easy as abc/
Watch me spit with Ease that's why I don't F with Gs/
You can't get notes like a bad vocalist/
Your bars won't be ddope if you put cocaine on chocolates/
U niggers can't deliver... Like ladies on menopause/
Plus I'm more gifted than santa clause/
I'm quick to hit/ and sick with spits/ y'all as weak as shitt/ only time you at your peak is when you're drinking milk/ hehe

Nosa

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iMm maKin thIs an open ground u would think it was a crusade.
Deliver u with punches u wouldnt fight back even with bruce lee's aid.....
Niqqa runnin round the pitch thinkin he on track.. Im makin it a warfare my flows missle like i was spittin from iraq...
Real miqqa im doper than a drug addict..
Dix niqqaz v been wack since birth, its just a born (burn)habit..
On a next nevel dix niqqa thinks he gat class cos he a skul prefect/student..
Bleep friendship we no go relate(real-late)like stobborn students..
Leavin u dirty niqqa fly around wit detergents just to clean-up..
Claimin hes a star buh just like erected dicks .dix mofo just de come(cum) up.
Step on his shit and let his ass be my footmat..
Thinkin u so dope imma put ur brain on format...
Hit u from the back u would think this shit was doggy style..
Whip dix mofo no homo buh leavin his anus red like his havin pile..

Im xo onpoint Bleep snippers,
gat alota shit i need diappers..
Make in rain on ur screen, u need wipers..
Plus i'll spitin xo hard, ma other name should be vip3rs..damm.
Now bend son (benson) like a ciggerete..
Even with plenty hopes u aint got bigger fate's
niqqa thinks hez fly cos he a fan of the emirates
im the hottest around here. U would think i was baking cakes...

Im more like an slowpoke cos im familier with spit{saliva}
even with sugars in ur ass, u shit aint sweet
im spitin fire flames, u gon need the services to stop it..
Gum ur album to ur hands. I wonda how u gon drop it..

FlowS so leGEND.. ThiS shit is the SeekEr,
spittin lound. U wonder if im a speaker..
Release em demons at yah. Bleep if u a beliver..
Leav ur life span short, just like dat ur nikka.

Dude aint gat company{kompany}
so he aint in the city..
Unless he pregnant. He can neve be spitin..
Cos he a madrid fan, he think he gat the real thing..
They game so occupied. I wonda how u gon fit-in.

Imma tell u d truth, so lets be frank..
Dix niqqa aint save even if him hide 4 bank..
U just so bleeped like u got a bang.
With puci on a menstral contest is the only tiME hE FLOW FOR RANK

{2 whOm iT mAy coNceRn}

{catch yah feelins}

kkk now deh said ah sud flow.

....leggo:::
.
.
.
.See y'll duin da flow for rank/
buh qeekzee gat no tym 4 shit!! Niqqua! So dnt mess wit me! Else ma blows wud spank/
diz hoes & lank/
broke ass...no chicks? We c u 'alone' & knw u owe the bank/
buh no jokes ma rhymes r wow!! Luk ! Diz peeps treadin ma back were all dope!cos deh tried ma flows buh sank///
so guess u knw frm d 'onset ah nicked dis shidd/try get me vexed? & ur gon b needin 'buckets to pick up teeths/ Im da hottest!dat kicks rude bitch!////
Diz haters can flow better wit cool-tide/
Spar wif me?? U shud arrest him! Cos itz more greater dan suiside/
no gal wanna get nearer to da Jew guy/gettin choked wif a blue tie////
U knw Diz vet slays in a jiffy/
& av diz pets laid real quickly////
Im bloody Wen ah dropping text or frees!!/
wen il cut clits&dicks!! Its no circumcision im jxt removing vets or gees/orgys

a lotta unreadable stuffs littering the whole page.plus some dudes dropping lines I've heard before.
lets clean up a lil' bit and be creative.

I excel in rap/ . but y'all are frail and wack
The way I master this game . u can tell I didn't fail a class/
If I smell a rat/ . then I'm a bail the cat/
But u dawgs will be troubled . cos I'm tell the fact/
They hate but they hail ma rap/cos my f.l.o.w been spelled with jazz/
With girlfriend named damasus . . cos I'm a stellar chap/
I swell with cash/ . weighing if I could purchase a royce/
Cos on my scale of preference . that's a heavy choice/
With a scary voice/ . I don't speak,I roar/
In a day . I could build an ark that's big as nuahs'/
I believe I'll soar/ too much venom in the flow cos I spit like boa/
Take a trip to poland/ .plenty fans/from every end/be raising hands/
But jealous rapper like u . been getting more boos than a ladies man/
It's evident/ that I'm good of course/...with my crews on board/
But let me ask . . why are y'all tripping? are you on tour?
If I'm pushed to the wall/ . I leave a face with scar/
With lines so untouchable . . cos I raised the bar/

ibime and mikuz... Get ya stupid selves on RAP GENESIS facebook lemme end dat miserable life u fools call talent...

Igbo people follow my signature >>>

sleakid: ibime and mikuz... Get ya stupid selves on RAP GENESIS facebook lemme end dat miserable life u fools call talent...

sleak av dropped ma flow....can we brawl nao Jxt 12lines

qEekzEe: sleak av dropped ma flow....can we brawl nao Jxt 12lines

Bruv pls u can pick on someone else...
I just wanna end the lives of those fools who call emselve mikuz and ibime

There's always an egotistical wack running around with delusions of grandeur. Find ya level bros.

Ibime: There's always an egotistical wack running around with delusions of grandeur. Find ya level bros.

word ibime

mtchew wack sstupid excuse.... U think itz all about ya grammer?
Mehn only thing u fit pass me for brawl na rhyme which am not even interest in...
Lets see haw u survive punches metaz and wordplays.. Bastard
afraid of being disgraced in public dat ur wack...? rretard@ibime
And yhu geek... I think u shuld go find ya level too...
I no be ya mate.

LMAO

sleakid: mtchew wack sstupid excuse.... U think itz all about ya grammer?
Mehn only thing u fit pass me for brawl na rhyme which am not even interest in...
Lets see haw u survive punches metaz and wordplays.. Bastard
afraid of being disgraced in public dat ur wack...? rretard@ibime
And yhu geek... I think u shuld go find ya level too...
I no be ya mate.

lol


Nothing is funnier than a ninja who can't accurately judge his level of skill. Ofoka part 2.

Ibime:

lol


Nothing is funnier than a ninja who can't accurately judge his level of skill. Ofoka part 2.

U shuld av been a woman instead

sleakid:
U shuld av been a woman instead

......smh..aint u illmatic sleak of fb?? Dude ur stack wack!!! u need som headache pills fool!!!