SOMALI SPOT RAP BATTLE

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Salih

Move right or get left
TheSayid fruity prick tryna make himself relevant

Like I can't take xamar back with my regiment

Ask your sister how I am she's a testament

Take what I want then I become negligent

Nothing serious with these Xaliimos since they're decadent

Even Air Jalam the barkhad looking nigga with a protruding skeleton

knows it's evident

That talkin shit about me is to your own detriment

To pull out the 9 nigga I ain't hesitant

I'm on point with my measurements

These moist yute are cognitively deficient

Wanna talk about mental dissonance

mental illness in your country is over 30 percent

Air Jalam be living in his mums basement

Tryna impress s on a forum like a wasteman

But wait man.. talking shit about our women that's bizarre

When saudi bought your women for a few riyals

Moist yute tryna talk about cars

Fronting on Somalispot thinking they're hard

Stevie I'm sorry but we can't see any bars

Air Jalam you're a wasteman everyone can see you what what you are, except stevie

You ain't see me play on the pitch but believe me

A few tricks and fat niggas like u would be wheezin

 

Figo

|Garowe|Jalam|Galkacyo|
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Wasteman mom's basement
wasteman mom's basement ni99a you sound like a broken record stfu.:camby:
 

Salih

Move right or get left
Wasteman mom's basement
wasteman mom's basement ni99a you sound like a broken record stfu.:camby:
Look at this moist nigga catch feelings. Shut the fck up man and take the L
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Baraf

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Don't mind me......

Not a fan of pretentious English

Wouldn’t call myself a poet

Or rapper

Not that such titles ever mattered

Head right now just feel so scattered

While I look of notes quite tattered

Makes me feel like all’s been shattered

Moving- shaking- but no answer

Life moves on but im no gladder

“Who cares, who cares, who cares”

They say

But I must care to improve everyday

And so tears fall down my eyes today

Of what I wish to be

In contrast of what I really see

It’s hard to be happy

When none of that is happening

But there is such a way to be content

Within the coldness of the air

Misguided minds and self-contempt

It’s a secret that’s been held

You’ve had for so long but you never could tell

No it’s not no trick

No it’s no spell

Sometimes it comes in

Sometimes I forget

But so- we are human

So, you’ll find it once again

Should I search for it you say?

“Is this the answer”, you say?

But there never was a question

But there’s always been an answer

It was a parasite that lingers in ears
Once it latches it perpetuates an itch
It's within us- but we must not listen to it
it comes with question and concerns
makes us uneasy, makes us less stern


And so I end this abruptly by repeating what I said in the beginning:

Not a fan of pretentious English

Wouldn’t call myself a poet

Or rapper

Such titles have never mattered
 
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Tramo

Nine kitaabs on a bookshelf
They call me @Tramo your virtual tramp, never settling I just cling to whatever passes like a leech, follow my speech I must beseech thee, seek solace virtually, vigorously, vowing to stay relevant, constantly reaching, preaching, but to no avail, so I must prevail, so I set sail, yet my destiny is to never fail, I see its false all facade yet for my virtual damsels in distress don't despair, your virtual ace is here.
nigga done wrote me a baroque era serenade :mjlol:
 

CrazyWadaad

Prince of East Africa
To do what you couldn't do
Tell Obama that my verses are just like the whips that he in
They bulletproof
Minus twenty we in Pitfield
At Kai's kitchen in a Canada Goose
Famous as f*ck but I'm still in the cut when they round up the troops
I'm just a sicko a real sicko when you get to know me nigga
I let the diss record drop, you was staying right below me, nigga
We must have played it a hundred times, you was going to bed
Why would I put on a vest, I expect you to aim for the head?
I coulda killed you the first time
You don't have to try and say it louder nigga
Trust, we heard you the first time
It's nothing personal I would have done it to anyone
Isnt this from Drakes Summer sixteen :hemad:
 

CrazyWadaad

Prince of East Africa
I messed up once
You messed up twice
Fcuking your girl as pay back will suffice
And Dont U ever send for me thats just a lil advice

Relax Im just spitting words on a beat
but real talk I got your girl at my feet
And shes flexible like an athlete
giving me head in the backseat

Savages, me and my gang keep the crown with us
The only queens around here are the girls fucking us
:king:
 

Al Dhoobe

Dr. Dhoobe
Ayo I shatter dreams like Jordan
Assault batter your team your squadron
Will be gone from rap like Adam & Eve from the garden

I'm carving my initials on your forehead
So every night before bed
You see the BP shine off the board head

:dj:
 

Salih

Move right or get left
I messed up once
You messed up twice
Fcuking your girl as pay back will suffice
And Dont U ever send for me thats just a lil advice

Relax Im just spitting words on a beat
but real talk I got your girl at my feet
And shes flexible like an athlete
giving me head in the backseat

Savages, me and my gang keep the crown with us
The only queens around here are the girls fucking us
:king:
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Lily

>,,< certified creep >,,<
I wana drop some bars but ya'll dont have naxariis meeehn.... ya'll destroy the lil self esteem I been building over the centuries :geek::geek:


@IllestCrownUsurper my protégé drop some bars meeehn, so I can follow your lead
 
you might have seen me in the streets, but you aint no rival
keep talking i'll have you crying like lebron in the nba finals
why does every lame nigga think he spits raw
just sit back nigga, my words have you in awe
my flow is unforgiving ,got niggas in their defensive positions
but its no hope, these niggas got no backbone
have em back tracking like his name jose calderon

you thought your were noble, you thought you were a king
you traveled from arabia, to somalia just to kiss my ring
don't worry abti this aint a diss ting,
i have your girl in bed, like your name kyrie irving

*drops Mic*
 

Cognitivedissonance

A sane man to an insane society must appear insane
Stay WOKE
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nigga done wrote me a baroque era serenade :mjlol:
Tramo da virtual tramp entered this virtual life, it was alluring, he couldn't stop posing, picture tramo jumping like he's on a trampoline for a like, got a nigga wearing tights, what a sore sight, he likes to be a crowed pleaser, appeasing comes naturally, virtually brown nosing constantly, profusely feening for attention, now you're in detention.
 
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