@Alex
Been Busy Coding a site,tell me what i have missed.By the way,Cool lines you got there

[center]Rappers tryin' so hard 4 a diss, but I don't c em' a competition//
2bars, 2strike, I destroyed u as a competition//

I'm a King wit A millie, I'll leave u starin' at yaself//
I'll put u in green waters n' have u mastubate on yaself//
Call it a swag tha way I'm killin' u, dude get up u sh**tin' on yaself//

I go to court n' practice hw I shoot guns wit a fade away//
You's a gay in grade school, thats y evry of my bar sends u to Jesus (Haysus)//
Make u read along the line n' pass away//
Cusz nigga u tha only matured nigga on Nairaland wit no clue//

Connecting thoughts and patterns, I make MC's scattering//
Shattering knees of wack MC's like u, make me master inn//

You trash kid, nothing more, nothing less//
Please don't try to impress by saying you're still the best//

I switched style of postin' my bars since I noticed u can't read//
Haha . . .  dude wake up, I'm King nw n' u ain't even close to being a Prince//[/center]

@TIANSHIE
easy man

lol. @tianshe , seriously tianshe who did he (rhymebiter) bite? roflmao

when the most venomous female viper spits
none can stand the lyrical test of my metaphorical feat
this niggas all be shivering like they all got yellow fever
moves deeper, lyrically this empress dont have to impress
this homos cant spit, the best they do is blab cos they all just mumble
while the other cheeks are suckin on them mothers feeding bottles
the lyrical viper dines with the illest gangstas
to show them fakers they will always be wankstas
mad respect to the nigga tianshe
menike aka menibitch pussi menikemenses
thumbs down for the murda inc ho bastard
get ready ur menses bout to be lyrical ceased up
blazed up , the war is all rage up, pump gage up
ur chest slugged up, nigga bow down cos am lyrically vexed up


hi tianshe
lets blow that murda inc ho's head

ROFL, y'all should take it easy with the slaughtering. sh*t is really crazy in here

Like he's a prophet, a slayer is here, I aint a puppet never would I BE A MIDGET/
I already experimented, dont think I would need a pipette/
The acid is ever corrosive, and y'all simply got flesh/
I still destroy, I 'ont care if you are or not made of NON-Corrosive mesh/
Am like smoke, I pass thru, I screw you, cos it like; here is where I give a Bleep/
I have problems with docs, boo you, skip you, spit on your crew, am like cock/
Illness never left me, so you better recognize that, this is still me/
I will ever be what I wanna be, The best you can feel, the don with da zeal/
Im a factory, I keep bottling wackstas, ship em all offshore, am core man, I lead my war/
Bleep y'all whores, with smelly pussies, claiming gangleaders, livers now covered with tar/
I ont know why am like this cos, Im dissing all player haters, working papers/
Repping not the game, but simply wanting to make noise like town-criers/
Liars, how long would you stop telling the truth, scream loud 'i AINT REPPING'/
Cos it's better we speak sense, names on this thread pisses me off, now am stepping/
On snakes that cant bite, cos all they got is file sizes, yet y'all dont know bytes/
Ask me for citations, fore you rack you brains to death or log on to sum I.T. sites/
Men am too deadly, I have just used one of my knifes, I know many are already widowed/
I lay my hands on inheritance from you corpses, cos your bi~tch~es are mine/
I spend few coins on them from my rap mines, cos they need to become fine/
Cos i hate bleeping whores with rabies, and stretch marks, I hate lines/

chasisgirl:

lol. @tianshe , seriously tianshe who did he (rhymebiter) bite? roflmao

tianshie:

@chasisgirl
Babes tha b*tch bit me in his wack 'To whom it may concern' post. Since he didn't have game he made it look like he was battlin me wit my lines,tryin to insult tha intelligence of every cat here.
Now I murked him he's run off to lick his wounds.F*cker! Let's smash tha ho!
I'm wit u all the way. . .

Just to show y'all I'm still King and this is how it's going down.Hola!

called who a rhyme biter, Hahahaha

That was a very great way of tellin' u I'll take any line u put
On my thread and murk u on it anytime any where gay

And wait . . .

that last one u posted, dude u shot blanks at me dawg
Thot u shudda known by nw, Wheneva u go at KING Menike, u gotta com hard

Wordsmith !!! Dude please tell em' - Go hard on MENIKE. lol
Hybrid X !!! Where u at dawg - Nigga dissin' me wit mediocre rhymes
Alexpissu !!!! DAWG common - Tell em' step their bars up at me
OLDSYnc !!! Teach this dudes hw to come hard at MENIKE
Shaz !!!! Common ma' - Now seriously don't this dude knw he gotta come hard at MENIKE ?

[center]Seriously y'all - I'm just sayin'[/center]

@chasisgurl
ma' , even a lame ass would knw who u is

But I gotta give u ya props cusz u came harder than Tinash*t
Love that n' I really do BUT I don't diss FEMALES

ok na me next,

ok ok ok

em em em

[center] TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN

CALL THIS A REPLY[/center]
[b][center]

Dont fu*ck wit the king. . . man you throw punches like ya arms stuck in a sling
keep ridin for AWOL, but make sure you let ya fans knw ya STILL under my wing
keep swingin lefty's, hope u knw my right hook will smash-ya-grill
Dreaming u had metaphor like he collabed wit me
Tha more I aim at ya, I feel a tear out of my eye tha way I'm killin' this nigga
You a standby LovePeddler, I'll ve' Jesse Jackson on tha phone pleadin' 4 ya life nigga
I'ma street dude, that's why I go civil right on ya skinny ass nigga
I catch fun doin' an exocist on ya with venoms n' holy water . . . nigga
Conceal u n' ya chasis and squeeze puberty otha y'alls grown ass . . . nigga
Ya raps re' fuckin lame, only time you 'breathe fire' is in ya favorite game
So when u act 'bad to KING MENIKE on this thread'. . . u getin' aches n pain
Somebody get em' an oxygen cusz this nigga bout to drop dead
Let em into tha hospital quick n' ave' that doctor yellin' "HE'S FUCKING DEAD"
Last time u ran field wit me. . . damn i wasted bars on this jokin-actor
The bars I spit put u out fire n' sends em' to coma or dead 4rum illusions
My wordplay tougher, thats why I keep actin' like a strict dictator
You like a lame gay, only dudes that call u king got delusions

I'ma dope dealer, can't u see I control u bi*cth
For tha last time, get in the room now n' su*ck my di*ck
Cusz I run this sh*t as a true King of Kings[/center][/b]

yawning. . . . . thats was pretty weak. . . .

men, if u guys can form a rap group or som'n . . . . .

[b] I'm just doin it, i don't know if i'm hurting sombody

Like a cornered Lion i sprang up goin Hog-Wild-Out like it was a bloody summer
I did'nt mean to make a kill but i heard ya'll nikkur's screaming murder, murder
I Leaned back & wonder why he scamper like he's the sheep and i'm the butcher
Hmm. .the look on my face is dreadful Dawg u don't even want to lock eyes with me
Some Nikkur's like "What's up Crude man, don't u remember me from em back street?"
I'm like Black Thief, Black Street or Mack Shit, i don't give a mess Punk beat it!
You aint on my League, Did u hear my cliq do welcome some Nitwit?
I'm the reason your Folks are in d cemetry puttin on some Black Suite
Black shirt, Black Hat, and your Dyke wore(LovePeddler) Black G-String oh! It's Cute
It's clear She aint on for sale i only bought her up flauntin my Bling-Bling
I guess i'm fuckin with her brain till she came squirting and screamin (Oussssis)
Look Kid i aint the type that go buckwild, frontin & pimpin on some. . . some pussy
I'm the type that unplug your life propeller, punch your lines till u start feelin boozie
Fuzzy, loosy u aint shitty youssy loudmouth murtha4ker unwanted Foolzie
You flop on Nairaland u aint a Big Shot, sip this line like Bub And fill your Empty Skull up
Spittin Bacteria all about, Murthafucker shaking his ass like an Aged Trollop
I'll explode and blow your ass, eat up your slabs of Meat, they call me Big Bad Wolf
I see u're short of flows, i've got a Bakery of Rhymes i'll feed u with just one Loaf
Let put it down for the next poster, u gotta go chew on some sea rotten Lobster
Dorn your war kits, do watcha wan'do on time, no fuckin arround and no Boaster (Nikkur) [/b]

Now here I go here I go, nigga it's tha BRAVE MC
Swing the mic my way, cause I'm already loose and I'm makin ya friz
If you looking for the king, I'm in the center of the flo'
Three g's for a show, bout to let these boys know
That I ain't playing no mo', boy it's real in the field
Stay crunk in P-town, where I showcase my skill
When I enter your city, don't be looking at me shitty
Leave the jealousy at home, cause I shine like Diddy
I'm a money making man, already done made the band
And we here away from thangs, that's some shit they can't stand
Let me see you throw your hands, better yet chunk a table
Tear the roof off the building, if you willing and you able
Drop a bow throw a fist, bust a nigga like this
Keep going don't quit, till the club is over with
Then make way and watch your toes (where you aaaat) here I go
Buck wilding solo, in the middle of the flo'
Here I go undisputed, done paid my dues
Out of line on the tracks, so I'ma break the rules
It's craft and brave, nairaland keeping my shank
We fly as a kite, venom must be aware of the bite
I'm true with mine, spit flow pursue your mind
Trying to come up on a plack, so I pursued the grind
Icing the cake, snitches get a slice in they face
It's the code on the streets, and that's a price you pay
Tite's the realest, I come through replace your killas
Best advice to your crew, don't face this nigga
I'm off the chain a animal, a beast untamed
Unless you ready for the pain, don't speak my name
Dirty Third niggaz ain't no click, we a culture
F**k talking out of distance my nigga, we'll approach you
Here we go, knocking cats up out they boots
Don't believe what I say, then I can show you proof
, I NEED ALL YA TO SCRAM CUZ THIS NIGGA IS LYK PRIME!


I Luv All Ya!
You Know Wat It Is, It's Tha Brave Mc

tianshie:

@rhymebiter
your mouth's where your ass should be so your sh*t aint tight
I tapped a morse on these bars so this b*tch won't bite
click clack got menike in flight
strike a big boy stance hit paces wit tha men in black
rip this p*ssy so she won't f*ck wit anyone
defeat's a minus so I'm snappin tha hooves off this animal
u aint got a rat's chance to bell this cat
I bend this ho to my will,lower my aim then I pump this gat
back off or get thumped like a quasimodo
battlin me is costly and this loser aint win tha lotto
this game's mine that's why u tied to a tree trunk
u aint on my level and I aint talkin bout tha top bunk
even if u gave head to tha mic u'd still come last
I run things like Gabriel Selassie u aint got gas
I'm ahead of my time so stopwatch and hike
u got energy crisis,I murdered this cat ,I spit in KILL-O-BYTE!

@t-rex
all in a day's job hommes.

@Tianshie

U r still SICK boi, LOL
They aint seen the antidote yet



To Nairaland Kiddies

Dont Bleep with me i still murder cats/
dats got their mouths running like water taps/
took time off came back to reclaim my position/
dont try to stop me or the 45 will change ur condition/
i'mm off the chain like loose padlocks/
something like a curse to these wackos dats y they call me bad luck/
still gettiing more head in the backseat than hairdryers/
still getting more heads nodding when i'm spitting dis hellfire/
they say i'm a thief, cuz these old heads payin me their pension and their attention/
come thru unannounced like divine intervention/
my lyrics, the reason y ur brain ur ears and ur mind is in detention/
i see sum kidies here still the same still aint grown up/
used to drop bombs for them to learn from but they still aint blown up/
they wanna be me cuz i handle more paper than the president's secretary/
mess with me i eject you from ur moms home so ur motionless body's now resident in the cemetery/
my lyrics blow the dirt out ur ears so u gotta get it very clearly/


My Hustling Ways

They say i'm suspicious and i'm on their watch list/
all they gon see and learn is how to make the cream while they watch me/
they gon think i'm a bricklayer the way different stones be shining same place my watch is/
i'm talking diamonds in my damn wrist watch, so when ya'll analyzing the clothes y'all better watch wrist/
i'm in pole position watch me speed off in the fast lane/
Even Lewis Hamilton aint fast enough to make this kinda cash MAYNE (man)/
the real ultimate hustler got so much money i can even DASH DAME/
i aint talking bout Def Jam Vendetta or Icon when i say i'm beating y'all in this RAP GAME/
i always been on my hustle/
whether it be in Festac in 97 selling old newspapers and old coke bottles/
or nowadays selling diesel to merchants, the cash always been coming in bundles/
i FLOG the streets hard errtime dats the reason why i change WHIPS whenever i come thru/
more stamps on my passport than your minister of foreign affairs/
think differently from u whimps got global and foreign ideas/
frontliner my rear view aint even pickin u must be in the rear of my rear/
VIP status all d time dats y the barmen chill while the club managers are pouring my beer/




Watch out for the kid

Mixtape of Hustling ways coming to a 9ja stor near u.

Tianshie u still killin em. U a bleeping Murderer u know dat. Pray God forgives u mannnn.

Wheres Shishi and Gbade??

@ hustler:

lol, gbade's here homes. i've been signed in as the Wordsmith since last year. . .holla

It aint no news that i run this rap settlement
If u tryna make rules then i'll be da whole government
I'm gosple tho u can't test me lyrically
I'm so ill u cant fathom me clinically
U're like a meteor cos u is a falling star
i'm like tha law firm cos i've got dem bars
Tha boy is came stronger like kanye west
now i'm fly like your household pest

@TIANSHIE
i like this line 'you are nothin like ten times zero'

[center]      To whom it may concern[/center]


[center]Str8 fold this Gimmick . . .monkey's like ya only known 4 Mimicks
I'll  knock him back 2 B.C” , like I was “Roland Emmerich” (prod of 1000BC)

Expose ya stomach from behind, 'Blo' ya back out da frame
My barz'll lacerate. . .  n turn ya Tee to a candy cane
Slash u like da end of ya rhymes, keep my name out ya ryhmes
u da gay . . . niggaz lift ya skirt like mini blinds
Can't stop, won't stop nigga ya bars keep shootin' blanks

What he Sells Pollutin . . . and ”beat the shit outa his head
Then knock the “R Outa Em” And Simply “Create a big L on his head

This kid a peg . . . . I'll list the steps u cud use against me but u can't , sorry u dead
And like “Sighnin Petition in Church”,  I simply “Get Rid Of Retards but wish ya well”
Give em' shells to borrow n' knock his lights out,  so he wont yell 2morrow
Lay em' to rest in his own bones n' visit his images that way I slayin' him dead


His freebies . . .  not invincible for me 2 punch! I already “See Ya Through”
My bars keep “hitting the shit ouuta big L”, Like “overused triggers on Ps2's”

As King . . .  look man I'm ev'rythang u still pretending to be
I gott tha best metaphors n' similes . . . so u like a mini me
Why retaliate when you come across me?
It’s a suicide to try me . . .  nigga have you heard of kamikazes

I'll give this jock a lean wit his new A 'B.c Character'
Plus his a girl thats why the teletubies are his favorite character

No awards to this hoe! saying he KING around most'. . . He still Sortin' His Own Clothes
Call ya girl Demi . . . The way i Ghost You Like Patrick Swayze

Make his chest leak outta punches 'he couldnt handle' stick to giving light Vet Tweaks
Following The Alphabet n' Watch me ordaine you wit a LOSS now “R. From The I.P[/center]

WHO WANNA BATTLE?
WHO WANNA BATTLE?
WHO WANNA BATTLE?
WHO WANNA BATTLE?

TRY DIS TWELVE BARS FROM my BLACK ARCHIVE
---------------------------------------------------------------
to whom it hurts
"you's a fluid sticky like a cum from a dude
juicy but tasteless cuz u's vinegar in a boose
you tom cat! still chasing jerry in a cruise
i refuse to point fingers i straight talk @ you
like a goose you only swim trunk in ur shoes
you fools only take bets if you loose
mojo jojo feeling cool in a monkey suit
mr b.j. cork sucking homosap in my soup
take the lead by zebra crossin in ur loops
hero one slayin from a distance, feds like ooops
i hit, wait, spit,win,smile @ you in twos
not a twin but siamese wen it comes to duece"""

is this rap?

I found some bars I wrote last year, and i did a bit of renovatin

this is some classic dblock shit, for those who remember my style

I killed Shishi Biggs (Crayola) with this ish bak in the day

[center]
Never did know why niggas is murkin a G
captivated by emotions but now set lose nd free
If I come to your house nigga, respect me
Quit givin ma chick looks, it's your hoe that's atrocious
class, credentials vast potentials
respect me for that or your back in the gutters
see I controll yall, I spin the dark ball
I admire faith but u niggas are futile
I spit my verses fast niggas know im agile
witnessed the whole rap revolution in a single second
my punchlines hit harder than the homies in tekken
smoking raw, choking raw niggas collapse
I finish em hard because my times elapsed[/center]

Some real talk Menike thro baq. Remember this sh*t was at some
Retard I used to aim at so years ago called Kgoddie or somin'


[center]Get back at me, I make bit*ches pussies smell like weed
I'm Dope boy - I'm similar to the Ja & Ashely Joi's free
Get back at me, ya nightmare MENIKE just entered tha building
Slave the chapter n' anticipate the killin' of a Nairaland victim
Menike make moves and envelope the bitch in you
Give ya best pal and make em chew
Nigga talk but ain't still read the chapter of my book
When I get u , I'ma get some Mexican to slap this crook
Negro please - You ain't gettin' paid for all that dissin' u do
But I make million with beatz n' that's enough to kill u
Check my credentials - Seen alot of dissin'
So You nothin' but a yawnin' and a haaa cheewww (Shiver)
Pull ya skirt down let CHIOGO n' WIFEYPENTH c the fool in you
I'm a Capitol DON - I'm glad I kill for fun
Nigga You a trashy punk, I'm bout to get Paddy to comebaq n' pick u up
I ain't freestyle along time but fu*ck ya style n' life
Homie menike an ex crack seller, I'm proud I cud push that sh*t
Leave ya entire life in Nigeria dying from Poverty
I ain't Nigerian You coward, can't u see my style
Fu*ck a GODDIE - I'm betta off fu*ckin flava's Goldie[/center]

Hmmm. . . . .Bi ai tch's u aint s'pose to spit shit till i come thru
No bulshittin i'm pissed, chilling fantasizin bout wat i'll do to u
Bleep the fuckin intro, are y'all dumb cant u read my fucking I.D
Me arround ur neck, tendency ya'll winning? Oh! Nah Not likely
Guess where i sprang in from, it's the mo'fuckin HELL Nigga
U wanna hear somthn, this is wat i do; Bang_bang_kill ya Figga
At first ur bitch was'nt so impressed with all these holes in ur chest
After it was dawn on her i did it, "it's a good shot" she confessed
I've got no mission, simply intend to prove to ya'll i'm the best
If ya Fukcass doubt the shit, come up and get ur ass killed quick
Lay u out on the grass bleeding like a stuck pig, freaky prick
I'ma have u take religion, scream "Jesus help me" cos u leak


Holla at the kid, if u got beef, Punksies Bring em on. . . . . . . .Bleep ya'll. . . . FcKu. . . .ya'll Nairaland Emceez, Bang bang bang tear the skin of ur back and thro em to the Birds in the field. . . . . I aint leaving nona u Out. . . . . Bleep u Alllllllllllllllllllllllllll