Friday 15 August 2014

Freestyle Rap Poetry


ah av got punch falls/
like da rain drops/on ya roof/beta check aw u prove/
ya move/coS like da traffic lighT U gon geT a reD/yeA its a soca diss you nerd/
aite let's take iT2 paris/
nd you loking 4da "car keys"?/
nigga I 1nd ya ma left punch heals/meN yoU aint a corper/
wat you want wif da choper?/
see I liv in ur nitemares/
dont even dream cos ama cut u wif stares/
n kip u in stairs/
call me freddy/
as ah climb ur heap, wacky/like her hip hops ma dick/
diS dejecteD kiD be ranting like an infected breed/
disowned talking parrot/
stop yapping nd fuck some carrot/
yea he gets laid, abeg naa wif vegs/
hav dis mumu screwd up like a bolt nd in like tags/
omO he hangs awt? Shh, human billbord/
saYin come have some pee hores/
nigga I line up chiks ina flat file/
so much applications, X-rated vile/
ur chik nd aunts tasted like a bile/
u b realy an almajri child/
aS ah giV u beef u collect/
wawA dey feel him broke ass like say e loss e wallet/
if I ask u nw wetin be grain, e go say garri/
oLodo in da making, no worry/
amA create u in stone's image/
aS you wuD operate in lone's village/
ah gaT lines like an arachnid/
catchin wacks dat ah don't need/
i lease minds to rape kinds/ 
urs is goN b behind/
wif a stick, pls rewind/
nd catch da clip, aint it carnibal?/
fuck all TEE, y wuda study this animal/
Beta stick wif ma lip turn/
dat way I stay fresH n need porn/
da only time he got a joint/
was wen he saW his elbow trout/
if his big, its cosa hiS head/
ama patch dis lad wif jabs/
still latch da gal wiF sm stabs/
as shE opens up like gates/
no bills, she said, as my abs gat heR rates/
running re lays/
enuf of her awedi, get a grip/
dolo go find grape/
like som london hoes in 1900's/
well no boil hit 100/
degrees sha, b4 u claim to b H2O, at hundred/
when tins 4l apart Ω̴̩̩̩̥α him n e gf bwek up o/
dey call me the rapist, as a badoo/
on puttin tins tageda like a bra/
in a relationship mara/
paint him yellow pips wud fink his jaundice/
buh he aint da eye, dt can diss/
saW, wif clean sights 4 runs tins/
his TEE his TEE, abeggii mai shi do TEE/
pass dis GUY TEE/
sef, only say na 20naira bread fit d tea. 

Chuks Styla Aboki 
https://www.facebook.com/notes/chuks-styla-aboki/leveling-tee/10151208084446606

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