dj5naira: I bludgeon that bloody baron/ with odeshi techniques . sorta like it . so you bunny adore/
my soul & mind always on their bullet-proof vest . and ma flesh? Don't even go there . . . a fitted Body Armor/

Oversee niggas couldn't flip what this top gee anchor/ . visual animation is what they prolly bank on/
Armstrong . so Like night witches . i comPress those 'cars of steel' . the way i Iron Tanks . . . without the need to open ma SupaStrikas comic carton/

Phuck your atomic jargon/ old, wretched churchrat . . . can't talk . the Poor Pa dumb/
When your rhymes frolic in bed with kobo & coins . . . Why won't they 'come out poor!'/

I pleasure my fans . on stage . reason they never fail to turn out more/ garage ya skills u korean . ya movement slack/
im your senior so listen J.S . . your wordplace out of plays . u've lost ur amusement Park!/

I'm havin' a good time cos na me dey abuse 'em pass/ I sway multiple pun/
Blind eyes when I spray inteGas . but you rust in ur prime MC . cos all the odd rhymes you mime were for once not even fun/

Here's sometwist from a tough civil Don . . .

I'll print his Soft cheeks with slaps . his Lie Sense tó bad/ cos we all know the truth . he swallows Viagra to go hard/
so he must be Kiddin' . if thinks he could be beat this Adult . . . with his grown-up skills/
I spew fresh proverbs/ and never go back/
But watch him . he regurgitates a phlegm now . and 3 pages later . . . returns to eat his own vomit!!!/

Withdraw or leave . cos sick is so not he/ my tactics will coach the tired 30/
I pause ya wordplays . smearin' glue all over ur incisors . leave you with no other option . . . . . But to 'chew gum' like retired Fergie/

Even tha main event was filled with internal debris/ you caused national boredom b.itch . sour deliveries . Prof Khadijah/
shudda read politics cos THAT verse u just scripted was jes a replica of the journal . . . History of Nigeria/

DOPE!

Nice shii!!!

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