007Bruce:

Laveda:

007Bruce:

Laveda:

007Bruce:

Laveda:

007Bruce:

That's not your kinda place...I know

obainojazz:
so you are an old foool then

Ur stupid dad I guess

Need motivation. huz ready to brawl? .....open call ouT!!

007Bruce:

stop all dhiz nonsense diiick

Dotwillis1:
stop all dhiz nonsense diiick

your dad is a dìck/ a fäg and a twit/

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Jreyez
Ibime
Mikuz
Darkenedrebel
007bruce
Coogar
Giyazz
Obainojazz
Sosiqdude
DJ5naira
Airmark
Kr0ne
Elymaxiimus
Emaprince
Jigsawkillah
MuhdG
sinizia
ilaykorn

So, now who bears the burden of blame?/
To whom will it be said/
That if they didn't transgress they'd ne'r be shamed/

don't know what these ninjas want more
the respect or d' pomp o' fame/
Or the pleasant name that remains/
And like atavistic Oashes scream away/

Bro, if they offered you the moon/
If they offered you the sun/
In exchange for your soul/
Then turn around and run, run/
The glitz of this world is nothing but fun/
Play, amusement until it's over n' done/

Don't put your faith in this world/
Don't dash your hope; it gains not/
Not for a sky full o' stars/
Not for an ocean o' pearls/
And life it is called/

Hey, now roll it up and turn the page/
Forget all the crazy deeds from yesterday/

Look, if there were deserts o' diamonds/
If there were mountains of gold/
If there were pieces of platinum
The size of the globe/
It wouldn't compare to the light o' your soul/
The more you refine it, the brighter it glows/
They want you lost in the darkness
They want your heart to be cold/
They want you following blindly
Until your coffin is closed/
And what you hold in your palms
I know it's hotter than coals/

But if you knew what it was worth
You would not let go/

We're having fun here so/
Why is there so much gravity and diss in my flow/
So much wisdom like I was spilling 'em quotes/
Or schooling lil' kids who still suck on 'em oats/
It's for some ninjas I can't hit with words o' the mouth/
Throwing 'em my diss but my bars in a shroud/
It's for the ninjas who think it's all for victory our bout/
And would go out o' hand/
The made rules to flout/
When 'em supposed to be the ones keeping d' guard/
Maintaining all the honor and dignity in rap/

They would go the longest ways to cop 'em a win/
Even if on their wicked paths, they step on a sin/
It's much more than the late closing/
o' threads Or all that we've seen/
It's more about the spirit, we lack in the scene/
Like in real-life it would save our feet/
When to some online wins we cling.....

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Jreyez

Ibime

Mikuz

Darkenedrebel

007bruce

Coogar

Giyazz

Obainojazz

Sosiqdude

DJ5naira

Airmark

Kr0ne

Elymaxiimus

Emaprince

Jigsawkillah

MuhdG

sinizia

ilaykorn

Haha, sick! That's more like it... Obese moafucker!
Too much texts around here, we need more of this.

llaykorn:
So, now who bears the burden of blame?/
To whom will it be said/
That if they didn't transgress they'd ne'r be shamed/

don't know what these ninjas want more
the respect or d' pomp o' fame/
Or the pleasant name that remains/
And like atavistic Oashes scream away/

Bro, if they offered you the moon/
If they offered you the sun/
In exchange for your soul/
Then turn around and run, run/
The glitz of this world is nothing but fun/
Play, amusement until it's over n' done/

Don't put your faith in this world/
Don't dash your hope; it gains not/
Not for a sky full o' stars/
Not for an ocean o' pearls/
And life it is called/

Hey, now roll it up and turn the page/
Forget all the crazy deeds from yesterday/

Look, if there were deserts o' diamonds/
If there were mountains of gold/
If there were pieces of platinum
The size of the globe/
It wouldn't compare to the light o' your soul/
The more you refine it, the brighter it glows/
They want you lost in the darkness
They want your heart to be cold/
They want you following blindly
Until your coffin is closed/
And what you hold in your palms
I know it's hotter than coals/

But if you knew what it was worth
You would not let go/

We're having fun here so/
Why is there so much gravity and diss in my flow/
So much wisdom like I was spilling 'em quotes/
Or schooling lil' kids who still suck on 'em oats/
It's for some ninjas I can't hit with words o' the mouth/
Throwing 'em my diss but my bars in a shroud/
It's for the ninjas who think it's all for victory our bout/
And would go out o' hand/
The made rules to flout/
When 'em supposed to be the ones keeping d' guard/
Maintaining all the honor and dignity in rap/

They would go the longest ways to cop 'em a win/
Even if on their wicked paths, they step on a sin/
It's much more than the late closing/
o' threads Or all that we've seen/
It's more about the spirit, we lack in the scene/
Like in real-life it would save our feet/
When to some online wins we cling.....

•when to some online wins we cling,like our whole life

depended on that

•overlook our principles,just to win a fight

•for the winner of the brawl,

Is not the one who takes it all,

•It is chap,that takes a stand,and maintains it even if he

falls,


•we must revive that spirit of sportsmanship, those of

that have the balls,

•we must struggle to preserve the legacy that we by blood,

have built,not cut around justice to tailor its every fiber to our suit of taste,

•allowing the flames of the arena burn,but letting it burn. with the coals of faith...

llaykorn:
So, now who bears the burden of blame?/
To whom will it be said/
That if they didn't transgress they'd ne'r be shamed/

don't know what these ninjas want more
the respect or d' pomp o' fame/
Or the pleasant name that remains/
And like atavistic Oashes scream away/

Bro, if they offered you the moon/
If they offered you the sun/
In exchange for your soul/
Then turn around and run, run/
The glitz of this world is nothing but fun/
Play, amusement until it's over n' done/

Don't put your faith in this world/
Don't dash your hope; it gains not/
Not for a sky full o' stars/
Not for an ocean o' pearls/
And life it is called/

Hey, now roll it up and turn the page/
Forget all the crazy deeds from yesterday/

Look, if there were deserts o' diamonds/
If there were mountains of gold/
If there were pieces of platinum
The size of the globe/
It wouldn't compare to the light o' your soul/
The more you refine it, the brighter it glows/
They want you lost in the darkness
They want your heart to be cold/
They want you following blindly
Until your coffin is closed/
And what you hold in your palms
I know it's hotter than coals/

But if you knew what it was worth
You would not let go/

We're having fun here so/
Why is there so much gravity and diss in my flow/
So much wisdom like I was spilling 'em quotes/
Or schooling lil' kids who still suck on 'em oats/
It's for some ninjas I can't hit with words o' the mouth/
Throwing 'em my diss but my bars in a shroud/
It's for the ninjas who think it's all for victory our bout/
And would go out o' hand/
The made rules to flout/
When 'em supposed to be the ones keeping d' guard/
Maintaining all the honor and dignity in rap/

They would go the longest ways to cop 'em a win/
Even if on their wicked paths, they step on a sin/
It's much more than the late closing/
o' threads Or all that we've seen/
It's more about the spirit, we lack in the scene/
Like in real-life it would save our feet/
When to some online wins we cling.....

We have missed textcees that passed message...brother you be confirm but you no go know...



These days we see more Of


I kill your father,strangle him with piper,blow your mother,smoke Indian hemp,don't forget I roll with Macs,knives,weapons I have no seen in my life but because that Ninja Rebel includes it in his verse I must include in my too...I flow like Medusa with a cold stare...


Who can't do this shit?

llaykorn:
So, now who bears the burden of blame?/ To whom will it be said/ That if they didn't transgress they'd ne'r be shamed/
don't know what these ninjas want more the respect or d' pomp o' fame/ Or the pleasant name that remains/ And like atavistic Oashes scream away/
Bro, if they offered you the moon/ If they offered you the sun/ In exchange for your soul/ Then turn around and run, run/ The glitz of this world is nothing but fun/ Play, amusement until it's over n' done/
Don't put your faith in this world/ Don't dash your hope; it gains not/ Not for a sky full o' stars/ Not for an ocean o' pearls/ And life it is called/
Hey, now roll it up and turn the page/ Forget all the crazy deeds from yesterday/
Look, if there were deserts o' diamonds/ If there were mountains of gold/ If there were pieces of platinum The size of the globe/ It wouldn't compare to the light o' your soul/ The more you refine it, the brighter it glows/ They want you lost in the darkness They want your heart to be cold/ They want you following blindly Until your coffin is closed/ And what you hold in your palms I know it's hotter than coals/
But if you knew what it was worth You would not let go/
We're having fun here so/ Why is there so much gravity and diss in my flow/ So much wisdom like I was spilling 'em quotes/ Or schooling lil' kids who still suck on 'em oats/ It's for some ninjas I can't hit with words o' the mouth/ Throwing 'em my diss but my bars in a shroud/ It's for the ninjas who think it's all for victory our bout/ And would go out o' hand/ The made rules to flout/ When 'em supposed to be the ones keeping d' guard/ Maintaining all the honor and dignity in rap/
They would go the longest ways to cop 'em a win/ Even if on their wicked paths, they step on a sin/ It's much more than the late closing/ o' threads Or all that we've seen/ It's more about the spirit, we lack in the scene/ Like in real-life it would save our feet/ When to some online wins we cling.....

beautiful piece

.

i am the perfect picture of a souless
christian/
potent spitting...depicting a rogue from
distance/
a homeless peasant/
i rome the grave alone hoping to pick a
bone with ceaser/
power to the people/
i never cower with the eagle/
blah blah if your pelican talks is decietful/
i go all lenghts...and my measure is raw/
they gave me a tap on the wrist...inn return
i stretch forth a glock/
creating another black hole...without the
death of a star/
my mouth is sharp..my tongue is a
guillotine/
my words travel than bullets leaving
chambers with full andrenaline/
they call me witty fingers....cos with the pen
i spice up the flow/
so my haters can talk to the hands....cos it
got a mind of his own/
bin putting in work....sleeping late n
getting up fast/
life been throwing up jabs/
most times i parry n take a hook back...like
drake on featured tracks/
i declare I'm officially mad/
my mental state is toxically bad/
what is my muse...amputated limbs...and
sprained laps/
a day without a gory scene....is like stepping
into a room full of O4 gas with no nose
mask or a face guard/
better git your face guard...before feast fly/
and you have an "eye full"....without being
to france/
is like am being too frank/
but i spit the truth undilute n raw/
and you aint doing the same...cos you a
"plain thief"...like a complaint that institute
a case in a court/
i swear am the boss/
before battles my opponents can predict
their loss/
n after battles i have them convicted n
make them do time for the number of bars
they brought/
so if we going 16s you already what your
sentence be/
cos death is who you messing with/
a heavy G/
if i git on your table of preference....it is
getting split/
and your chick give me blows per
round....I'm the boxing ring and she the
referee/

I sex bitches to death...i'm the f.ucking grim-reaper/
My dick keep extending in hoes as they scream deeper/
my Thing whip her/
For having a dirty pucci...then my sperm pack the dirt away....Clean sweeper!/
The Thing sweet her/
She come dey lick my lollipop cos no stick is Deemed sweeter/
Even when i been tweet her/
Publicly say my thing miss her/
She never denied her master...she be redeemed peter!/
My c.ock dey fear crow cos she be dick eater/
Now me sef na clit licker/
I'm married to that pucci..right now it holds my ring finger!/
Yea..i'm finger-ing finger-ing.....deep in her!/
I say baby ya pucci is gold...she said i got the midas touch!/
I asked "might i suck?"/
She said 'in-between my legs favors you..i got a bias crouch!'/
Her dry pucci became greatly altered/
Looked like a well-kept garden....trimmed and adequately watered!/
Consumed her vitamins as i sucked on her juices/
Then two fingers plunged in the pucci/
This nigga kept chunking up the deuces!/
Then she said...i've been a bad girl, whip me baby/
I wore my condom, had my d.ick equipped in safety/
Then i started whipping crazy/
Mehn, the chick no lazy/
Was a fated union...the way both our hips kept running into each other!!!/
for..for..for..fork me harder...Oh now..the chick stutters?!/
forked her so hard till the bish shuddered/
OH!!! BABY!!! CRAZY!!! I've cum..the bish muttered/
i removed the squeezed rubber/
Then i spread my white cum all over her like its cheesebutter!/
Need to get back to office fast,i need to be a quickrunner/
I grabbed my clothes..and as i ran off..she yelled "greet ya boss for me"...Am his daughter!"
TO BE CONTINUED!

Winter is coming? Jon Snow on my throne, games for the summoning, javelin's being thrown...

My cheeks tend to blush both sets rather plump, told my lover to warm my bed, his adrenaline came in thumps lol...

Thrust with the passion lust with the touch, winter tempts my body, tempo set on rush..

Goosebumps over skin, hair black as night, breasts full as moons, thighs fair on white...

Tongue soft in words, my kisses meek n mild, winter stirs my verbs, this lioness from the wild..

Bruised oh oh selffool

I will adjourn ur judgment/ im not in ma court yet, / bn stupid is ya crime nd I'm d judge here/if u r a book, then stupidity is the content/ u v just crossed ur lane to ma ZONE, welcome to ur dead end!

Now my punches will lv ur heart at a HIGH PULSE /and thr ain't gon be NO SUPERSAVER that's just the TRU TALK!

I will make yhu a scape goat, /put an end to yhur age growth./dotwilliz don't pamper kids, hold ya pen and Take Note!


Cuz I'd neva combat with anyone here, yhu think I'm friendly? /My punches will hit yhu like a disease, nigga I'm deadly/

Stand at my behind or yhu sit back down in fear/ Bruce can't stand my height, he is vertically impair
Yhu tink yhu dope? it's clear yhu r dopey/ yhu tink yhu sick? boy yhu r silly

If yur bar'tool with me.... mine gon screw yhu loose

Take time

Pundad:
I sex bitches to death...i'm the f.ucking grim-reaper/
My dick keep extending in hoes as they scream deeper/
my Thing whip her/
For having a dirty pucci...then my sperm pack the dirt away....Clean sweeper!/
The Thing sweet her/
She come dey lick my lollipop cos no stick is Deemed sweeter/
Even when i been tweet her/
Publicly say my thing miss her/
She never denied her master...she be redeemed peter!/
My c.ock dey fear crow cos she be dick eater/
Now me sef na clit licker/
I'm married to that pucci..right now it holds my ring finger!/
Yea..i'm finger-ing finger-ing.....deep in her!/
I say baby ya pucci is gold...she said i got the midas touch!/
I asked "might i suck?"/
She said 'in-between my legs favors you..i got a bias crouch!'/
Her dry pucci became greatly altered/
Looked like a well-kept garden....trimmed and adequately watered!/
Consumed her vitamins as i sucked on her juices/
Then two fingers plunged in the pucci/
This nigga kept chunking up the deuces!/
Then she said...i've been a bad girl, whip me baby/
I wore my condom, had my d.ick equipped in safety/
Then i started whipping crazy/
Mehn, the chick no lazy/
Was a fated union...the way both our hips kept running into each other!!!/
for..for..for..fork me harder...Oh now..the chick stutters?!/
forked her so hard till the bish shuddered/
OH!!! BABY!!! CRAZY!!! I've cum..the bish muttered/
i removed the squeezed rubber/
Then i spread my white cum all over her like its cheesebutter!/
Need to get back to office fast,i need to be a quickrunner/
I grabbed my clothes..and as i ran off..she yelled "greet ya boss for me"...Am his daughter!"
TO BE CONTINUED!

Useless boy.


Poetic Llaykorn, I see u. Nice one.

kr0ne:
Useless boy.

Poetic Llaykorn, I see u. Nice one.

Nah donald deadshot aka punndad.....

Bruce..you culdav gone to the dump room wit all those emoji bull...you knw the rules,you a fvckinq glad!
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Meanwhile,still tryna perfect my rhyme-less rhyme scheme.

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Oh..and nice audio from dark and o'bis...the fat bitchh vastly improvinq tho.

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Straight outta hell ..mah pen burnt /
the scars,the injuries; my networth||am going in going in wit my head first /
dont settle fo less bitchh. Giv it your best shot//

been thru shitt,now am the real shiit /
av been thru hell so much they call me L /
b.a.n.s bitchh,.no'inq funny here/
crack jokes here and get segregate !!//

me and mah niqquhz we gettinq elevate !!/
ballin' errday ..fvck any bae/
roll err joints ..no'inq geh'inq waste/
we gon av pro'lem if you fvck wit me! //

then

they never believed in us!/
and also they dont see wah'ever we see in us!!/
some nigguhz wit change be feelinq flyinq..fvck dat! ..dah shitt done piss me off /

(they say life's a bitchh)

only rich niqquhz fvck dah bitchh/
and you gon av it mean ..if you broke /
i mean ..you gon av it tough ..buh me/
i just do my stuff..dats the shitt //
w!t!f!!


if uon get dis..you need to get high wit me/
am talkinq copilot..you can like to fly wit me/
somewhere in the clouds..dats where we would like to be/
adanna showing off her p ..she wants my 9 in it? //

and i'll gladly insert/
she no fit ride me unless we banq in reverse/
told me to go easy..her P aint insured/
ah slowly incur/sk,we burnt/
she got dah cunnt attached to my D ..aint talking weave-on! //

my dickk lectures...she gon learn today/
i eat dah pvssy ..yeah like a fvckinq buffet/
I beat dah pvssy beat dah pvssy..buh dah shitt tough like a leather..suede//

we ballers .. ..all day/
shrine today..church on a sunday/

wah the fvck bae..uono who Lhood is?/
if u no open punny ..olosho dey..na just figo...Luis ..

kr0ne:

Useless boy.


Poetic Llaykorn, I see u. Nice one.

Lmao.... nice to know you enjoyed it.

Pundad:
I sex bitches to death...i'm the f.ucking grim-reaper/
My dick keep extending in hoes as they scream deeper/
my Thing whip her/
For having a dirty pucci...then my sperm pack the dirt away....Clean sweeper!/
The Thing sweet her/
She come dey lick my lollipop cos no stick is Deemed sweeter/
Even when i been tweet her/
Publicly say my thing miss her/
She never denied her master...she be redeemed peter!/
My c.ock dey fear crow cos she be dick eater/
Now me sef na clit licker/
I'm married to that pucci..right now it holds my ring finger!/
Yea..i'm finger-ing finger-ing.....deep in her!/
I say baby ya pucci is gold...she said i got the midas touch!/
I asked "might i suck?"/
She said 'in-between my legs favors you..i got a bias crouch!'/
Her dry pucci became greatly altered/
Looked like a well-kept garden....trimmed and adequately watered!/
Consumed her vitamins as i sucked on her juices/
Then two fingers plunged in the pucci/
This nigga kept chunking up the deuces!/
Then she said...i've been a bad girl, whip me baby/
I wore my condom, had my d.ick equipped in safety/
Then i started whipping crazy/
Mehn, the chick no lazy/
Was a fated union...the way both our hips kept running into each other!!!/
for..for..for..fork me harder...Oh now..the chick stutters?!/
forked her so hard till the bish shuddered/
OH!!! BABY!!! CRAZY!!! I've cum..the bish muttered/
i removed the squeezed rubber/
Then i spread my white cum all over her like its cheesebutter!/
Need to get back to office fast,i need to be a quickrunner/
I grabbed my clothes..and as i ran off..she yelled "greet ya boss for me"...Am his daughter!"
TO BE CONTINUED!

Porn-Dad

Dotwillis1:
Bruised oh oh selffool

I will adjourn ur judgment/ im not in ma court yet, / bn stupid is ya crime nd I'm d judge here/if u r a book, then stupidity is the content/ u v just crossed ur lane to ma ZONE, welcome to ur dead end!

Now my punches will lv ur heart at a HIGH PULSE /and thr ain't gon be NO SUPERSAVER that's just the TRU TALK!

I will make yhu a scape goat, /put an end to yhur age growth./dotwilliz don't pamper kids, hold ya pen and Take Note!


Cuz I'd neva combat with anyone here, yhu think I'm friendly? /My punches will hit yhu like a disease, nigga I'm deadly/

Stand at my behind or yhu sit back down in fear/ Bruce can't stand my height, he is vertically impair
Yhu tink yhu dope? it's clear yhu r dopey/ yhu tink yhu sick? boy yhu r silly

If yur bar'tool with me.... mine gon screw yhu loose

Take time

this is gay

Check! Check! Check!





DJ5naira, read everything I write to you
You wanna talk about guns? I'ma bring the nine to you
You want a neutral ground Or should I bring the fight to you?
Shoot 'Any' on the way, I ain't bringin' a wine to you

I'm Naughty with the flow. . . Bustin' as I go
This Dj is a bîtch and a butty on the go
But I'ma bring the heater to show he's softy than a snow
Catch me in the garden pumpin' at the bro

Get it? Garden? Pumpkin? I'm king of Concept raps, dawg
A dagger would leave on you a convex path, dawg
You fûcked with a nigga who carry complex gats, dawg
Your 'whole fam gets the message', we 'bomb Tecs' fast, dawg

I storm into your home, while your fam prayin'
Send your sister to Junk box, it's a spam mailin'
Your dad forced to inspect, we see the 'Man Aging'
I got caps for ya'all but I ain't campaigning

See the bars light, but they drop heavy, nigga
Said you wanted beef. . . This glock heavy, nigga
I run up on your moms while she cookin' hot vege, nigga
She gets chopped on the chopboard, I'm just tryna pop Lettuce nigga






Jigs!

Mehn!!!!
Flow for rank is so damn Hot..


Lemme check if I can drop some bars ooooo
I can't ooooo...

Am out oooo

JigsawKillah:
Check! Check! Check!




DJ5naira, read everything I write to you You wanna talk about guns? I'ma bring the nine to you You want a neutral ground Or should I bring the fight to you? Shoot 'Any' on the way, I ain't bringin' a wine to you
I'm Naughty with the flow. . . Bustin' as I go This Dj is a bîtch and a butty on the go But I'ma bring the heater to show he's softy than a snow Catch me in the garden pumpin' at the bro
Get it? Garden? Pumpkin? I'm king of Concept raps, dawg A dagger would leave on you a convex path, dawg You fûcked with a nigga who carry complex gats, dawg Your 'whole fam gets the message', we 'bomb Tecs' fast, dawg
I storm into your home, while your fam prayin' Send your sister to Junk box, it's a spam mailin' Your dad forced to inspect, we see the 'Man Aging' I got caps for ya'all but I ain't campaigning
See the bars light, but they drop heavy, nigga Said you wanted beef. . . This glock heavy, nigga I run up on your moms while she cookin' hot vege, nigga She gets chopped on the chopboard, I'm just tryna pop Lettuce nigga





Jigs!

Lwkmd