WHA GWAN well well well what can a somali brother say to turn that frown upside down shukri? i dont see why their hating on you girl, your a nice gial. pritty wun 2. i'm not gonna cry and shit for you girl, but u know what u gotta do. i dont understand though, you've been raised livin' like a thugg, loool, and u act like u dont know them nomore i'm not saying dats bullshit, but dats wrong. i luv u girl like a sister, but u gotta know when act ignorant and when not to arite?? u KNOW u cant do that to Ismail, u KNOW girl, u KNow !! hmmmm, what else, just keep YOUR head up rather then telling others 2 1

WHA GWAN well well well what can a somali brother say to turn that frown upside down shukri? i dont see why their hating on you girl, your a nice gial. pritty wun 2. i'm not gonna cry and shit for you girl, but u know what u gotta do. i dont understand though, you've been raised livin' like a thugg, loool, and u act like u dont know them nomore i'm not saying dats bullshit, but dats wrong. i luv u girl like a sister, but u gotta know when act ignorant and when not to arite?? u KNOW u cant do that to Ismail, u KNOW girl, u KNow !! hmmmm, what else, just keep YOUR head up rather then telling others 2 1

Hey everybody..guess who’s back……..yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay..skillz is back…..clap ya handz everybody…..whoooooohooooooo Rap gurl, abayo I saved the somali song you made on the chatline yesterday….i liked it…. Keep doin’ dis girl..i aint postin’ nomo raps cuz everybody seems to be hating on them so why bother?… 1 Rap Mistress says: I question the lessons & thoughts provoked by my appearance` I'm thinkin' they fear it, that the stereotypes provide clearance` Truth is though, I'm peerless, & bein' Somali is an added bonus` I'm unique & cloaked with a layer of added challenges broken` My words that are spoken, my flag that is flowin', it's re-opened` I wonder, though my almond eyes & black hair flares some hopin` Question God, lesson long to wonder why he made me different` Was it fate or chance, hate or some glance of destiny? It isn't` I realize I'm no different than you, it's true, tell me how it is so` The hours that go reflect my image, yet I remain stern, to & fro` If bein' Somali's a pride that I'm seeing, then why am I fleeing?` Why do I shutter at staring eyes, stabbing this human being?` It's crazy, a hazy light overshadows me, so in truth I'll confide’ That just being me is my write, just knowin' in me, there's Pride` bye gyal

Hey everybody..guess who’s back……..yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay..skillz is back…..clap ya handz everybody…..whoooooohooooooo Rap gurl, abayo I saved the somali song you made on the chatline yesterday….i liked it…. Keep doin’ dis girl..i aint postin’ nomo raps cuz everybody seems to be hating on them so why bother?… 1 Rap Mistress says: I question the lessons & thoughts provoked by my appearance` I'm thinkin' they fear it, that the stereotypes provide clearance` Truth is though, I'm peerless, & bein' Somali is an added bonus` I'm unique & cloaked with a layer of added challenges broken` My words that are spoken, my flag that is flowin', it's re-opened` I wonder, though my almond eyes & black hair flares some hopin` Question God, lesson long to wonder why he made me different` Was it fate or chance, hate or some glance of destiny? It isn't` I realize I'm no different than you, it's true, tell me how it is so` The hours that go reflect my image, yet I remain stern, to & fro` If bein' Somali's a pride that I'm seeing, then why am I fleeing?` Why do I shutter at staring eyes, stabbing this human being?` It's crazy, a hazy light overshadows me, so in truth I'll confide’ That just being me is my write, just knowin' in me, there's Pride` bye gyal

Hey everybody..guess who’s back……..yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay..skillz is back…..clap ya handz everybody…..whoooooohooooooo Rap gurl, abayo I saved the somali song you made on the chatline yesterday….i liked it…. Keep doin’ dis girl..i aint postin’ nomo raps cuz everybody seems to be hating on them so why bother?… 1 Rap Mistress says: I question the lessons & thoughts provoked by my appearance` I'm thinkin' they fear it, that the stereotypes provide clearance` Truth is though, I'm peerless, & bein' Somali is an added bonus` I'm unique & cloaked with a layer of added challenges broken` My words that are spoken, my flag that is flowin', it's re-opened` I wonder, though my almond eyes & black hair flares some hopin` Question God, lesson long to wonder why he made me different` Was it fate or chance, hate or some glance of destiny? It isn't` I realize I'm no different than you, it's true, tell me how it is so` The hours that go reflect my image, yet I remain stern, to & fro` If bein' Somali's a pride that I'm seeing, then why am I fleeing?` Why do I shutter at staring eyes, stabbing this human being?` It's crazy, a hazy light overshadows me, so in truth I'll confide’ That just being me is my write, just knowin' in me, there's Pride` bye gyal

ITS DUN WITH THAT WEAK BATTLE..BABY GURL TRY THIS REAL PLAYYA : Stringing along a handful of clamy palmed boston cops so hand me an ample amount of napalm to numb the pains when we get to the chopping block yes there's a dull blade on the chainsaw but i'm not all the way an inhumane have not it's just that when my brains rot off this purple haze and cocaine crops I wan't to imitate art cuz the drugs summon up enough ****s for me to drown out the sounds of sanity telling me to stop or else be dealt a cell in a federal cannery occupied by a faggot with bandages over his mouth, eyes, ears and nose and other holes that make me wanna climb atop a stove and let my ballz fall till they burn then let these cross dressed mind ****s named Jeff tie me up and take turns And I ain't with that gay shit no I'm not no gay, no punk or faggot, I'm so homophobic I don't even keep clothes in the closet I leave in the Eed gift wrapping cuz only a man in make up can tie bows and ribbons till his time's up and his sitting in traffic exhausted I'm just joking, I'm really quite liberal I just got a know how many low-lifes can take these rhymes literal Every syllable makes you think I'm a criminal and not just another spoiled rich kid playing shit talker till the weed boils over into a need that's more miserable Its gonna be an over dosage I know it **** it I'm a junkie we get high and die unnoticed just like the rest only are noses don't bleed on red carpets when news camers are fully focused Its hopeless this quest, to be the best its like running a race with no finish in this chase for greatness across landscapes built by individualized opinions I'D LIKE TO KISS YOU RAP MISTRESS JUST TO GET YO FLAVA......BUT YOU AINT HERE...LOL 1

ITS DUN WITH THAT WEAK BATTLE..BABY GURL TRY THIS REAL PLAYYA : Stringing along a handful of clamy palmed boston cops so hand me an ample amount of napalm to numb the pains when we get to the chopping block yes there's a dull blade on the chainsaw but i'm not all the way an inhumane have not it's just that when my brains rot off this purple haze and cocaine crops I wan't to imitate art cuz the drugs summon up enough ****s for me to drown out the sounds of sanity telling me to stop or else be dealt a cell in a federal cannery occupied by a faggot with bandages over his mouth, eyes, ears and nose and other holes that make me wanna climb atop a stove and let my ballz fall till they burn then let these cross dressed mind ****s named Jeff tie me up and take turns And I ain't with that gay shit no I'm not no gay, no punk or faggot, I'm so homophobic I don't even keep clothes in the closet I leave in the Eed gift wrapping cuz only a man in make up can tie bows and ribbons till his time's up and his sitting in traffic exhausted I'm just joking, I'm really quite liberal I just got a know how many low-lifes can take these rhymes literal Every syllable makes you think I'm a criminal and not just another spoiled rich kid playing shit talker till the weed boils over into a need that's more miserable Its gonna be an over dosage I know it **** it I'm a junkie we get high and die unnoticed just like the rest only are noses don't bleed on red carpets when news camers are fully focused Its hopeless this quest, to be the best its like running a race with no finish in this chase for greatness across landscapes built by individualized opinions I'D LIKE TO KISS YOU RAP MISTRESS JUST TO GET YO FLAVA......BUT YOU AINT HERE...LOL 1

ITS DUN WITH THAT WEAK BATTLE..BABY GURL TRY THIS REAL PLAYYA : Stringing along a handful of clamy palmed boston cops so hand me an ample amount of napalm to numb the pains when we get to the chopping block yes there's a dull blade on the chainsaw but i'm not all the way an inhumane have not it's just that when my brains rot off this purple haze and cocaine crops I wan't to imitate art cuz the drugs summon up enough ****s for me to drown out the sounds of sanity telling me to stop or else be dealt a cell in a federal cannery occupied by a faggot with bandages over his mouth, eyes, ears and nose and other holes that make me wanna climb atop a stove and let my ballz fall till they burn then let these cross dressed mind ****s named Jeff tie me up and take turns And I ain't with that gay shit no I'm not no gay, no punk or faggot, I'm so homophobic I don't even keep clothes in the closet I leave in the Eed gift wrapping cuz only a man in make up can tie bows and ribbons till his time's up and his sitting in traffic exhausted I'm just joking, I'm really quite liberal I just got a know how many low-lifes can take these rhymes literal Every syllable makes you think I'm a criminal and not just another spoiled rich kid playing shit talker till the weed boils over into a need that's more miserable Its gonna be an over dosage I know it **** it I'm a junkie we get high and die unnoticed just like the rest only are noses don't bleed on red carpets when news camers are fully focused Its hopeless this quest, to be the best its like running a race with no finish in this chase for greatness across landscapes built by individualized opinions I'D LIKE TO KISS YOU RAP MISTRESS JUST TO GET YO FLAVA......BUT YOU AINT HERE...LOL 1

Wooow..abayo both of those structures of pain really arose my heart. That’s some real talent…big big propz abayo. I see you riding the bus everyday around etobicoke area….you’re a really nice and str8 forward type of girl. I hope everything goez well in your life sweet-heart. I hope nothing comes in your way…don’t let those tears show baby…..walahi this is great. Peace out sweetness

so I.C you got back to me so quick...seeeeen a REAL battlin' lil'girl...good girl...but did'nt yo mama tell you dont do things you cant handle....?...callin' me all those names...dhilo... ********* ya’ll dhilo’s are circus acts like the brothers at ringling who couldn’t “rock” heads if ya last name was springstein ya’ll need some ginsing cuz it’s gonna take stamina to scuttle from them shells that I’m sending I’ll have ya leaking in the ER, ya life pending type to put you on the next episode of Pete Jennings ya’ll need to cease *****in cuz them loose lips, they gonna get u wit “heat” in ya “kitchen” it’s sickening to see this kids wit guns and not flippin when I’m known to “blaze” “trails” like Pippen Iron man like Ripken two thousand six hundred and thrity two days on the street and still pushin I sport so much red and gold ni99az think I’m Russian It’s a cold war, you either the one that’s bustin.... or the kid stretched out counting sheep wit a concussion..What DON’T COME ROUND DIS BLOCK…HEARD?

so I.C you got back to me so quick...seeeeen a REAL battlin' lil'girl...good girl...but did'nt yo mama tell you dont do things you cant handle....?...callin' me all those names...dhilo... ********* ya’ll dhilo’s are circus acts like the brothers at ringling who couldn’t “rock” heads if ya last name was springstein ya’ll need some ginsing cuz it’s gonna take stamina to scuttle from them shells that I’m sending I’ll have ya leaking in the ER, ya life pending type to put you on the next episode of Pete Jennings ya’ll need to cease *****in cuz them loose lips, they gonna get u wit “heat” in ya “kitchen” it’s sickening to see this kids wit guns and not flippin when I’m known to “blaze” “trails” like Pippen Iron man like Ripken two thousand six hundred and thrity two days on the street and still pushin I sport so much red and gold ni99az think I’m Russian It’s a cold war, you either the one that’s bustin.... or the kid stretched out counting sheep wit a concussion..What DON’T COME ROUND DIS BLOCK…HEARD?

so I.C you got back to me so quick...seeeeen a REAL battlin' lil'girl...good girl...but did'nt yo mama tell you dont do things you cant handle....?...callin' me all those names...dhilo... ********* ya’ll dhilo’s are circus acts like the brothers at ringling who couldn’t “rock” heads if ya last name was springstein ya’ll need some ginsing cuz it’s gonna take stamina to scuttle from them shells that I’m sending I’ll have ya leaking in the ER, ya life pending type to put you on the next episode of Pete Jennings ya’ll need to cease *****in cuz them loose lips, they gonna get u wit “heat” in ya “kitchen” it’s sickening to see this kids wit guns and not flippin when I’m known to “blaze” “trails” like Pippen Iron man like Ripken two thousand six hundred and thrity two days on the street and still pushin I sport so much red and gold ni99az think I’m Russian It’s a cold war, you either the one that’s bustin.... or the kid stretched out counting sheep wit a concussion..What DON’T COME ROUND DIS BLOCK…HEARD?

Yo complex sex in a Lex with rap mistress now new babies rap mistress want child support this is a wild fort with gravies Romantic perfume I sniff it in slow motion Want to connect the Atlantic to the Pacific Ocean Feet in concrete but shukri’s sweet like cake I can’t fake Took off my clothes shook on false whoa's now I faint on dates Like eve took fruit from a tree and it brought out the brute in me Too late to eliminate flaws or renovate baby laws and salute decree Rap mistress….what now since you say you all dat an’ a bagga chipz…c’mon gurl do yo thang..now…

Yo complex sex in a Lex with rap mistress now new babies rap mistress want child support this is a wild fort with gravies Romantic perfume I sniff it in slow motion Want to connect the Atlantic to the Pacific Ocean Feet in concrete but shukri’s sweet like cake I can’t fake Took off my clothes shook on false whoa's now I faint on dates Like eve took fruit from a tree and it brought out the brute in me Too late to eliminate flaws or renovate baby laws and salute decree Rap mistress….what now since you say you all dat an’ a bagga chipz…c’mon gurl do yo thang..now…

Yo complex sex in a Lex with rap mistress now new babies rap mistress want child support this is a wild fort with gravies Romantic perfume I sniff it in slow motion Want to connect the Atlantic to the Pacific Ocean Feet in concrete but shukri’s sweet like cake I can’t fake Took off my clothes shook on false whoa's now I faint on dates Like eve took fruit from a tree and it brought out the brute in me Too late to eliminate flaws or renovate baby laws and salute decree Rap mistress….what now since you say you all dat an’ a bagga chipz…c’mon gurl do yo thang..now…

nayaa Shani, abayo macaan, i cant stand to see U feelin' all this pain in your heart, especially after all dem heart-breaks those emberrassin' somali brothers caused U. just know ONE thing abayo macaan, through all that pain and struggle in YOUR life, ya NIGGAZ down in R.Park, an' Russell ALWAYZ gots a shou8lder to lean on. i'm OuT

Hey Miss.Rapper I’m diggin yo flow wallahi, Ur ofF Da ChAiN or hook or whatever you wanna say it as. Holla atcha bwoy…… OH BWOY…boy…oh bwoy

Hey Miss.Rapper I’m diggin yo flow wallahi, Ur ofF Da ChAiN or hook or whatever you wanna say it as. Holla atcha bwoy…… OH BWOY…boy…oh bwoy

Hey Miss.Rapper I’m diggin yo flow wallahi, Ur ofF Da ChAiN or hook or whatever you wanna say it as. Holla atcha bwoy…… OH BWOY…boy…oh bwoy

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hey abayo, i just came off your other topic, rappin' is your profession. but now i'm seein' that you do poetry too... i guess rhymin' iz covered in it all...dats tight wallahi. DATS SOME DEEP SH!T i'm very impressed about how open you are to society, but the thought that you could put out an opinionated poem about Razi's life is just so....well.....kinda "too upfront" namean? I hope he let you write that in his shoes. YA NIGGAZ FROM R.PARK KEEP SPITTIN' ON DA MIC

babyG Shani, i think that sh!t was off da hook baby gurl keep it flowin'....like alwayz ya niggaz from R.PARK reespect an' nuf luv

babyG Shani, i think that sh!t was off da hook baby gurl keep it flowin'....like alwayz ya niggaz from R.PARK reespect an' nuf luv

babyG Shani, i think that sh!t was off da hook baby gurl keep it flowin'....like alwayz ya niggaz from R.PARK reespect an' nuf luv

hey yoll big upz 2 every wodey in dis place (somaliaonline.com) sup shani, big upz 2 U 2 peace