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chiswagz: recruitment don start for sedc? |
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airmark: Oh thanks man. |
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Airmark, I need a reason why you keep deleting my rap? this is the second time you've pulled this stunt.
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black rose, yellow stone, midnight strolling' wimma/ outside in a northface jacket, za hidden in ma.../ love her past the moon, makes the stars side-eye the luna/ love her past the tides, got the tuna starting rumor/ face carved from marble, got ‘em fiending for a kiss/ she crave me like a feast, so I let her taste the d*ck, then sip my p!ss/ other girls orbit, but she the only eclipse/ spared me from her wrath, now she spiteful, bi misandrist/ glisten in the moonlight, got her heart in submission/ eyes like tarot cards, see my fate in her vision/ told her I'm a sinner, she said, "Good, I love religion"/ she praying on my temple with a throat full of conviction/ we don’t speak of love, we just let the silence echo/ talking body language while her nails tap like stiletto/ told her I'm forever, she tattooed it on her mental/ missa got my name locked inside her instrumental/ candle wax dripping, shadow dancin’ on the dresser/ how she call me by my real name, never not under pressure/ told her I’m a ghost, she still hauntin’ every measure/ showed her verse i wrote ‘bout my pain, but she called it pleasure/ |
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please which federal agency is under renewable energy?
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donbee: A week today |
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bill your friends and family wey dey FAAN, them don increase their salary. Mrs Olubunmi Kuku don cook wetin no good
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I’m skywriting scriptures while you flaps in the breeze/ I drop gems midair, you just squawk for some cheese/ |
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hate the fact the bed my best friend, but monday we up/ grinding till dawn, I ain't a bitch that fvcks to the top/ gotta keep it real, this not love & hiphop/ scrappy deals stay handy, stack it yup- watch it pop/ now I’m stacking pain with the paper, ain’t no pity in sight / used to sleep through the sirens, now I’m lit up by mics / turn the pressure to diamonds, every wrong made it right / wasn’t handed no silver, had to sharpen my knives/ girls laughters, fvck distraction, I need serenity/ money money money, what is it? the trinity/ i hid the hustle, but the success keeps yelling it/ now the girls flocking around, flashing their titties/ i mean they flocking like I’m holy, but I’m numb to the vibes/ tryna sip peace in the storm, but they pouring me lies/ i was low with no signal, now my name in the sky/ did it quiet, now the wins loud enough to reply/ i them nights, no one to call, just the cold / had the world on my back, but my heart was too froze / eyes heavy with dreams, but they drowned in the lows / felt like I’m fighting a battle that nobody knows/ I was hustling in silence, I swear I thought I'd die in the shade/ but the fire kept burning, while they watching me fade/ see ain't no love in the game, nobody came to my aid/ now I'm building a fortress from the debts that i paid/ |
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Gina see the worst happens during your best day/ let's say i lost my iPhone on my way to the west bay/ got me frustrated, dumb like my tongue castrated/ the trauma was fated, i concluded/ I moved through the crowd, energy diluted/ every good vibe suddenly polluted/ tried to brush it off but the pain included/ every missed call, every pic unrooted/ had my best drip on but still felt it was tacky/ white tee, red scarf, beige khaki/ all I ever wanted was to wrap this feeling in a backy/ blow my brains out, send me to Iraqi/ felt like a mannequin, posed but I'm panicking/ smile is the bandage but wounds ain't vanishing/ see my hope's on E and my faith barely managing/ heart in the dirt, call it pain i been planting in/ the crowd, the wave, the flash and/ what if the wave is just masking the crashing/ every thread stitched with the past full of lashing/ so I wear my trauma like it's high end fashion/ but then they cheer the fit, not the fight I survived through/ applaud the style, never ask what the mind do/ stitches in despair but they call it a breakthrough/ cause when you bleed pretty, the world wanna thank you/ |
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uh uh . uh uh okay now I’m caught up in the middle of ten big àssess/ pick one please/ hell nah, I’m oliver twist/ the dark hours my domain, now a nígga doing night shifts/ despite this, I came back, still got my wife áss kissed/ hmm! daddy’s home, bought some candies for em fine kids/ struggles of a father got me thinking on a tree/ it ain’t ski, snowballing with the she/ got back home, you rain insults, now I gotta pee/ sometimes I wonder why the fok I spent 5yrs chasing degree/ when I coulda go to santiago, go fishing with the old man in the sea/ or move back to to learn qui/ so let’s see if my soul comes back, then starts acting different/ welcome back, daddy’s home like where’s the fokin children/ I only look forward to vengeance when dishing alms, so no thanks for giving/ watch my hardwork take the wheel like money driven/ now I’m questioning my emotions but do I even got an answer/ what if I do, would my girl really let me romance her/ like it’s sickening how she keeps blaming signs & cancer/ fok my emotions, let me go find me a dancer/ reminiscing better days all seems nostalgic/ in the dark closet playing mind games, it’s Konami/ might start the day and kill the day like why is this so tragic/ Abracadabra all the sadder, baby please no magic/ |
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fadal: I smoke you and your goons, then blow y’all on air Like go play with the cloud, tell that nígga I send y’all here |
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CyrusVI: you don chop today so? Isn’t it funny how y’all condemn GEJ istration, then turn blind barthimeus for Tinubu’s istration? |
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Isn’t it fun and crazy/ how my D always snatch the dvmmy ladies/ the way i hold their títs, they used to call me braces/ |
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The way your bítch takes my màndigo, bet her cervix must be made from steel/ I call her tardis, electrifying fánny made from eel/ |
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Daylight Robbery
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Popular Nigerian singer Habeeb Okikiola, aka Portable, has gone fully international as he connected with famous British-Nigerian rapper Joseph Adenuga Jnr, aka Skepta. In a viral video online, Portable was seen beside the rapper and his people as they arrived at the event and walked the red carpet. The Zazu crooner dressed fashionably for the event, wearing a two-piece jacket with matching sneakers. Paparazzi captured the moment as Portable, who recently went around London appreciating the snow, strutted confidently. Watch the video below https://youtube.com/shorts/j21BBJx2AK0?si=cXP-b_DqaI-mbPkm 2 Likes |
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2009
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Amya: Imbecilic? Lol pray you don’t birth one 3 Likes |
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Man they should end this guy’s diary session abeg
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Can’t believe Lucy came to this show just to flaunt her BBL, they better replace her with Nengi.
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Kai! Them won ruin my girl beauty lmfao
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ColdHunter: You’re on point 1 Like |
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Lol Lucy don hijack kitchen from WM
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Pls how can I vote with showmax?
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