Get your respect, MAKA is always available to kill any self-claimed rapper,
@juicygirl what misery? Oh I know, me having to battle a boring old bastard like you. I don't wanna commit suicude, I want you to kill me.
You are a man of the world-and you know what sad shape the world is in
Same goes for Makkajibbz, he never even wins
He is always lost in thought-it s unfamiliar territory
It's all in your head but you're thinking "you should be scared of me"
He is dark and handsome. When it s dark, he s handsome
Can't even look good on the photo he took on his Samsung
He is known as a miracle comic. if he s funny, it s a miracle
It's a miracle if he says something lyrical
YOu getting bucks
What the fuk
You aint famous
Rappers are supposed to keep it real!
Not make things up man you popping the pills!
Which means you must be mad
So you gon' spray me
Naah man I'm playin b
You say da bullets hittin' my head
But I haven't felt one yet
I'm sick of the lies so
I'm gonna fly hoe
Give me your address
then you can fire your gunfire bro'
A.B.C to the Z i'll finish u with every word' thats for real loc,
spit a word an you'll choke cause on the mic u succ hoe,
niggah chill or get kill cause i will hollow tip youre-body,
tear u limb by limb cause u tati tellin u weak i'm just more-body,
take this shotty buddy it'll turn u mother.fuckks-spirits,
u poor ol a*ss clown biitch u know the bucks-i-get-it
life is wat u choose, an u decided to battle the one that'll abuse-you,
mad only cause my motherfuckiin biitches use you pusssy
consida ya self defeated u silly queer my lines like bullets hittin' spine,
take my advice n quit or end paralize tryn to attempt suicide,
cant defeat the unbeatable my lines hittin faces like knuckles,
i'll empty the hole clip biitch i'm even killin ya motha.fuckiin uncles,
u wanna fight well biitch i'm getn stealth u better off death,
how is u a survivor wen the bullets hittin' yo head,
s*hit niggas look at me i am the hottest in the NL i grew up to be/
check it check it Juicy-Girl is here to tear the mic for you/
Im more greased up than FATFISH eating chinese food/
my style is rude, cause ya know I aint got manners/
im the lyrical Queen and i demand my crown/
after a few scriptures i spit i make u bow down/
u got that kanye smile id slap into a sad clown/
im the shyt and your drawlz are just brown/
id take you down and have u singing mary j im going down/
but all i want is a nut and 0ff 2 the next town/
im done playing wit u lil fish wh0 is ready 4 a real showdown?/
Hm, I wonder if you don't know that your flos ain't together.
One or two of em might be tight, but half assed flow won't last forever.
Half assed, or call it crappy Bottom flow.
I wish you heard yourself, then you'd know.
If you so damn good, then get a freakin' label.
If your skillz that good, then you should be able.
There's no money in this damn buziness for me.
You should know, I deem those who flow better than me.
@Rez Dog, you got flow, but you ain't got flos.
Why is everyone so full of their own damn flos.
Trust me, I've seen much better god knows.
Wanna say my flos are like nursery rhymes.
Well go and stop flowing, it's a waste of your time.
There ain't money here for me, just know that.
Your flos ain't as tight as you think so, that's a fact.
You guys think short flos work?
Well Luda and Weezy did long flos first.
I can tell you ain't a school graduate
You remind me of myself when I was 10
I wrote nursery rhymes with my pen
I could tell you were young before you said so
I'm only thirteen myself though
If you're older than that, I'm dissapointed
I'm 13 but atleast no one could tell until I said
And I ain't afraid to say
Cuz it just goes to show what a prodigy i am
not like you man
When I go out all I see are people claiming to rap.
I hate when people know that their flos ain't crap.
I might not be the best, and all y'all know that.
When I flow like this y'all better enjoy this rap.
If you don't then too bad.
You can say I ain't a secondary school grad.
But, my flos are way better than yours.
Imma flow and you give me 100 percent score.
So don't mess with me.
When you mess with me instant calamity.
All y'all people who say you can't be standing me.
You blind as hell and need to see.
Take my glasses, they won't help you anyway.
Man Bleep it you even blinder than Ray.
Listen to the damn words that I say.
And listen to the beat that I lay.
your rhymes are diabetic, never get sweet/
its easy to follow my footsteps,coz i gat big feet/
imma run you down, flat like spleet/
my lines never get spoiled, corned beef/
gat a strong asss so am on that tight poo/
am sure you dnt eat cos you dnt drop poo/
Niggaz call me god cos create new flos/
dress code gat more colours than rainbows/
dnt wait until a star comms i can make you glo/
and the name's MAKAFAN, welcom to d show/
lol your rhymes are pathetic/
bout time i said it/
when it comes to my rhymes i got mine perfected/
this is mis match/
Bleep fist this chick needs a Dam slap/
cause your shits wack/
you never even spit no goodlines/
but me i got crooks mind/
i know how to put rhymes/
toghther make chedder and cook pies/
ya youfake g/
ill robya for your h3/
ive been robbing cats like you since grade 3/
after that i burn you then ill burn your block/
untill your curb is hot/
just from this you could learn alot/loser
how can u make a mil spitting dust-bin/
i gave you an advice and yu still wrote a wack tin/
kill any nigga on d mic, dats my theme/
nigga am evrywhere like oxygen/
i kill yu then u billly like jeans/
we shak champagne yu shak dry gin/
am goiin eaazy,so u wunt say i am mean/
am crack like coke,am clean like klin/
my rap's better than old skool, but am still a teen/
I can get about a mill wit these raps/ i get about 30 kills with these gats/ strapped coming straight out the back/ so who you think is fat pockets like blat/ see a bullet tear thru the tissue hit punctured yur lung its an issue/ no need for a tissue/ but your moms not ganna miss you/ ill twist you turn up behind your back hollow tip thru/ the crip crew havin a couple others dip too yu.
I can get about a mill wit these raps i get about 30 kills with these gats strapped coming straight out the back so who you think is fat pockets like blat! see a bullet tear thru the tissue hit punctured yur lung its an issue no need for a tissue but your moms not ganna miss you ill twist you turn up behind your back hollow tip thru the crip crew havin a couple others dip too yu get pierced n stung i see appearence ya hung try to fight back hit your teeth till you loose your gum asking which 1
I've got you in my brain
It's giving me a migraine
I can't wait for a time that you can come to my place
When I'm meat to be asleep I'm still wide awake
And it's quite late
But hopefully I'll get this off my plate
I think you're really sweet
And I'm feeling deep
Cuz all these feelings they keep getting really deep
I'ma take things slow/if that'd the way the pace go/But it be really tricky for me to resist you face though/I hope yo'll grow to love me/I hope you'll never dump me/I hope you'll want more cuz I'm startin to get hungry/But I ain't inno hurry/To make things sweet for you and me/It's just, before I know it, you will probsbly be through with me/But Imma say something to you quite fluently/You're the one I like and if you left me it'd ruin me/So give me a chance/It doesn't matter if you say no/After the first time cuz I'd rather get my heart broke/Then not even tryin to start though/You mayfind it hard though/But I'll try to play all the right cards though/I know you probably think I'm a bit weird/Cuz everyone I'm a dickhead/But I'm not weird enough to get addicted/To getting people into bed, I just like kissing/I know you might find it embarrassing and all/But we don't need to mention anyting to anyone atall/We can just keep it to ourselves/Just me and you baby, nobody else
lil jaymes,your still a lil kid/
i wanna host you,here's my bid/
i bet you real ugly but no profile photo/
imma make you go round and roud like motor/
if you wanna battle and win i'll show someone to go to/
she's called juicy-juicy the wackest ever/
but you know me,i'm sick like fever/
cos gat liver/
like chicken,the one dat i'm eatin/
but if u fukk up it's u i'll be dishin/
mi was ryt somebody really want to die
but jude abaga you shud av tud me the fella really really wanted to die
now the fools postin something on nairaland
hopin and prayin it ll be soon that he ll lose is life
not to worry fella dat mc with d killa flo is here so say your last prayer [font=Lucida Sans Unicode][/font][color=#990000][/color]Dam