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Oh dear, this is such a naughty naughty post. With absolutely no malice intended here. This is just a fun post, please no one should take it personal or think there's any ulterior motive to this. It's just my usual gossipy self...lol
Modenine and Ruggedman on stage
I'm sure some of you know there's a beef going on between two of Nigeria's most respected rap artistes; Rugged man and Modenine. The beef has been going on for a while now, but Mode recently took the whole thing to another level when he dedicated a whole song to Rugged on his new album Paradigm shift, titled Death Blow pt 1.
I read the lyrics of Mode's song to Rugged in Encomium magazine this weekend...I had to bring it here...lol. Of course Encomium used the words with permission from Redeyed Records.
These two fellas are my friends, known them for many years so it's nothing personal and I'm not taking sides. And no one should either, just read, smile, laugh, be amused, do whatever...and move on ;)
Enjoy...
Modenine to Ruggedman
I didn't want to do this, 'cos your career's already thru
Modenine to Ruggedman
I didn't want to do this, 'cos your career's already thru
Now see what you did to you
Ama hop back in the lab and bring the ether to you
I got more respect for your dancers than you
Heard you sacked a few cos they refused to sleep with you
No wonder there's no one left in your crew
Suave Nomoreloss, Jafar and T boi all left you
Now you wanna pull a p-boy (plan b) coming at me
Boy you're getting destroyed
I'm talking to you, the track was a decoy
Take my advise, read boy, stop faking
You said I'm lame, but I go take you out
You said I'm lame, but I go take you out
You're pitiful, ridiculed, stop making noise, listen and learn
My fire go burn, my tire go turn individual lyrical
Shut up you little ass worm
You claiming that you have dough, you still skinny,
Cocoa yam head, long neck like a guinea fowl
I told you before una go bow, I vowed not to blast you
I rap pass you.
I’m bringing a wrecking ball for your sand castle
Built to out spit, out wit and out last you
My delivery bangs like letter bomb parcels,
Spit in your face and shake the hands of KENNIS
Now you’re contemplating suicide like Ayeni
Look Napoleon get ready for your waterloo today
Ama prove it mic wise, you got nothing to say
Wild like a baboon under the moon…nothing to say
You’re going ape shit right now you don’t want it
The joint you did with nice was nice ‘cos 9ice was on it
Boys don’t spit, boy dey vomit, boy are sick
Built to out spit, out wit and out last you
My delivery bangs like letter bomb parcels,
Spit in your face and shake the hands of KENNIS
Now you’re contemplating suicide like Ayeni
Look Napoleon get ready for your waterloo today
Ama prove it mic wise, you got nothing to say
Wild like a baboon under the moon…nothing to say
You’re going ape shit right now you don’t want it
The joint you did with nice was nice ‘cos 9ice was on it
Boys don’t spit, boy dey vomit, boy are sick
Boys are not smiling we no well oh
SWATROOT, baby those are tight rappers hello
You rap for mechanics, I rap and you panic
You’re manic depressed damn it, I’m too nice.
I expose you, now your covers compromised
Shames on you now pull your head warmer over your eyes.
Take it off, eh hen!! Modenine is with the prize
I’m bigger than you lyrically, forget about size
Heard your third album is gonna be your last album…bye bye
Hustling to sell it to shoe makers, dem no buy
Waka waka waka was a track nobody felt
OJB rap better than you, you need help
Know your secrets but I won’t hit below the belt
Huuuuu @, do I hear a sigh of relief?
Too easy I thought son was nice with the beef
I’m the rap pugilist, knock the plaque out ya teeth
You ain’t banging, you’re a firecracker
I’m the shit man, you’re the shit packer
Rasqie was wack, but your new shit’s wacker
Ama Rhymzo that ass, you’re a boomboclot
Head warmer in the sun, what you are
Don’t let me 50 Jah you
End your already ending career and discard you
Let me help you out, you got a little money
You rap for mechanics, I rap and you panic
You’re manic depressed damn it, I’m too nice.
I expose you, now your covers compromised
Shames on you now pull your head warmer over your eyes.
Take it off, eh hen!! Modenine is with the prize
I’m bigger than you lyrically, forget about size
Heard your third album is gonna be your last album…bye bye
Hustling to sell it to shoe makers, dem no buy
Waka waka waka was a track nobody felt
OJB rap better than you, you need help
Know your secrets but I won’t hit below the belt
Huuuuu @, do I hear a sigh of relief?
Too easy I thought son was nice with the beef
I’m the rap pugilist, knock the plaque out ya teeth
You ain’t banging, you’re a firecracker
I’m the shit man, you’re the shit packer
Rasqie was wack, but your new shit’s wacker
Ama Rhymzo that ass, you’re a boomboclot
Head warmer in the sun, what you are
Don’t let me 50 Jah you
End your already ending career and discard you
Let me help you out, you got a little money
Maintain got more money than you, ain’t that funny
No, the funny thing is you’re a dancer now
Trying to compete with Kaffy and Suzie howww
Mr Penguin, happy feet just got served,
Banging didn’t bang, no nice words
It was wacker than your freestyle for Silverbird’s 25th anniversary
Daddy Showkey took you to the nursery, mercy me
Now you wanna kick a verse for me
No courtesy, I just aired him out
Tysonized him, with his ear in my mouth
I got more verses dude, I no fit shout
We can make it personal, you know what I’m talking about
I got some info on you, incriminating no doubt
Many former close friends and they all ratted you out!!
No, the funny thing is you’re a dancer now
Trying to compete with Kaffy and Suzie howww
Mr Penguin, happy feet just got served,
Banging didn’t bang, no nice words
It was wacker than your freestyle for Silverbird’s 25th anniversary
Daddy Showkey took you to the nursery, mercy me
Now you wanna kick a verse for me
No courtesy, I just aired him out
Tysonized him, with his ear in my mouth
I got more verses dude, I no fit shout
We can make it personal, you know what I’m talking about
I got some info on you, incriminating no doubt
Many former close friends and they all ratted you out!!
Talk till fade…
Ruggedman's Response to Modenine
"Now lets check the Ruggedman he is talking about. I have done more for myself and the industry than he can only dream to do. Last year alone I won the awards for best rap album,best rap artist and best indiginous video concept. What did he get? I have more awards than he can ever dream of. I have rocked more shows than him, I have made more money than him.
I have more popular songs and albums than him. I have touched and helped more artistes. I am and will for ever be more relevant to the Nigerian music industry than he will ever be. If he continues making the kind of music he does and continues with this type of attitude, he will not get anywgere.
Acts bigger and richer than him are humble to a fault. He says I claim to have dough and I am skinny. Its funny really Coming from someone that has no car or home of his own. He has been squatting with different people till date since he came to Lagos and I will say their names later if need be. It's mad funny I tell you.
Meanwhile I have run through a BMW 3 Series, A Nissan Murano, A Mercedes Benz C Class, A Volkswagen Toureg and I dedicate my new Chrysler Crossfire to mode9, its to inpsire him not to give up, he still fit make am."
If you want to read Rugged's full interview, go here...
Thought of the day
When you find peace within yourself, you become the kind of person who can live at peace with others.
That's the end of my amebo...lol
Don't tell anyone you read it here o...
I'm out.
Peace!
