GIYAZZ: Provoked to commit murder, I rebuke a tired arm/
my thoughts are toxic explosives, my pen is a fire-arm/ fire am! (Pow!!)
It penetrates your brain and further pollutes your mindset/
breaking down every organ, till you dragging for your last breath/
Demonic Giyazz! how you end a life is hasty though/
out to squander my mb till I leave... K below!!/
Sniffing the particle remains of dead people/
you hardly decode, I mean not to quit till you're dead, simple!!/
Use the Puerto Rican for a pun, I excel like Chino!/
This 'Edo dude' can't 'understand the language I use.' Why? It's in the genius like Phyno!!!/
you're wack! your lines be feminem, you're better of a lyrical Justina/
Battle me? my punches will baptize ya face till you can't see me like John Cena!/
believe me I say: you a jumbo air-headed self balkanized bastard!!/
for thinking you beat me, I will pierce a dagger in ya head and expose the lies mastered!!/
Ksslib da wack, who the ffuck he's warning?/
Oh you acting d0pe now cos of the "Carica Papaya?" Pftt! . . . It's boring!/
you's wack as ever, still possessing a weak nature/
ya style's just there, never updated like Ibime's signature!!/
With YoungDaNaval's latest idea, I'm turning you to a goat/
Abracadabra? not needed here, you only escaped with a vote/
Bragadoccious, can I show off for a moment?/
my lines defined d0pe, and it's quick like a Comet!
Lyricists bumping my domain, but I stay fly/
Coogar bowed, even my Big Brother confessed my lines' HOT like Lilian Adegbai!!/
DAMN!!!!!
dissing me is like digging your own grave/
my bars banging in ya head; baga dum baga dum!/
So better cut the beef and salute the Most High; Baba Hum, Baba Hum!!/

GhostAccount:

You Are Currently The Best Freestyle Rookie On This Thread,You Remind Me Of Dj5naira

Ksslib: Yazz the attention seeking B1tch.. If this will make you feel relevant
..
..
..
I swim, surfing traps & ..Nets..seamlessly like chrome browsers/
but yaz... u be overwhelmed when i flex power/
cos the moment i alter dna nd stretch ya 'Gene' ... U gon tear apart like fake trousers/

You just a w@ck kid.. who with slaps he'll get his face ridden/
ur ugly face.. ma fists ll celebrate with more Punchs than drinks in a drunks thanks giving/
we laugh ya.. you a joke..
even ur mum told ya dad you his son... Like a 'goat giving birth' .. he thought she was just kidding/

His loud mouthedness aint hidden/ the ffagg kept bragging before we brawled to roast me with holy ghost fire/
Cos he stole heated lines from some ghost writer/
but even my weakest had him chased.. when i drove his flame like ghost rider/!
I ignored swords.. still i killed with kitchen knife/
buried nd made him sleep with coffin ... for attempting to .. cheat on life/!
See, i aint even dissing the kid/
hes obviously attention starved.. this quick frees is just me giving something to feed/
cos hes like cowries in a jewellery shop.. Customers avoid pricing the bead/
but i keep defiling S.I units.. trespass beyond measures/
one step's like a million light years.. ve explored all there is to our galaxy's hidden treasures/
so how can this w@ck ffool stand me...
when i've .. 'mopped wet vibrating gas molecules' .. still I 'didnt soak-up pressure'/
i just spat labyrinths his brains cant fathom/
he'll run mad if he tries.. cos like that techno phone .. his mind cant phantom/!
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haha!! this lame elf wants battle with who ?/
why should i waste energy.. divide ur head... split it in two/
when my 2 yr old niece can omit the letter after T .... nd leave ya family asking God what ... happened to you/!

Ksslib: Yazz the attention seeking B1tch.. If this will make you feel relevant
..
..
..
I swim, surfing traps & ..Nets..seamlessly like chrome browsers/
but yaz... u be overwhelmed when i flex power/
cos the moment i alter dna nd stretch ya 'Gene' ... U gon tear apart like fake trousers/

You just a w@ck kid.. who with slaps he'll get his face ridden/
ur ugly face.. ma fists ll celebrate with more Punchs than drinks in a drunks thanks giving/
we laugh ya.. you a joke..
even ur mum told ya dad you his son... Like a 'goat giving birth' .. he thought she was just kidding/

His loud mouthedness aint hidden/ the ffagg kept bragging before we brawled to roast me with holy ghost fire/
Cos he stole heated lines from some ghost writer/
but even my weakest had him chased.. when i drove his flame like ghost rider/!
I ignored swords.. still i killed with kitchen knife/
buried nd made him sleep with coffin ... for attempting to .. cheat on life/!
See, i aint even dissing the kid/
hes obviously attention starved.. this quick frees is just me giving something to feed/
cos hes like cowries in a jewellery shop.. Customers avoid pricing the bead/
but i keep defiling S.I units.. trespass beyond measures/
one step's like a million light years.. ve explored all there is to our galaxy's hidden treasures/
so how can this w@ck ffool stand me...
when i've .. 'mopped wet vibrating gas molecules' .. still I 'didnt soak-up pressure'/
i just spat labyrinths his brains cant fathom/
he'll run mad if he tries.. cos like that techno phone .. his mind cant phantom/!
..
..
haha!! this lame elf wants battle with who ?/
why should i waste energy.. divide ur head... split it in two/
when my 2 yr old niece can omit the letter after T .... nd leave ya family asking God what ... happened to you/!

iamaromolaeran:



made him sleep with coffin ... for
attempting to .. cheat on life/!------ now your talking

Geoxpress:
see u......I'm just free sha, I can't be vexed cus of some1 for long. But I go soon kill u.

JigsawKillah: Fücking nigga thinks he got nerves/ many months into his NL career, for once he dropped a hot verse/ that was bad, you def no I done pop worse/ lyrical warfare, niggas die when I drop words/

Giyazz been talking lately/ saying how he fücking hates me/ Jigs is ahead of him, he won me, he was lucky ain't it?/ in truth, how can this ugly looking monkey face me?/ when all I do is sample a banana, and get him jumping, praise Jigs!/

I'm dōpe, ask around/ I'm known for jacking clowns/ you roll with the newest fågs in town/ so Giyazz is a gangsta now?/ stüpid bïtch, fück Onyinye, I'll call you Franca now/ i bet you got Khena's dïck where your àss at now/

Jigs wont script much/ i leave niggas wanting shocks, like the cure for hiccups/ nobody listen to a damn thing the bïtch talks/ keep shut/ or these puns would take your teeth off/ and get your lips cut/

I bring guns to a fist fight to kill you easy/ i waste no time, see the soil, i put you beneath/ 2 stüpid gees thought it fit to battle with me/ i keep it real, but your life is Paul Walker's, film trick/

Only time you rode was when you died/ I'll be mad dog and a hard boiled cop combined, i put empty slugs on your side/ fück the multis, without them i am so sick/ you with em, couldn't match a flow from so sick/




SAW

JigsawKillah: i bet you got Khena's dïck where your àss at now/

Korlinx: I call out Iamrealdeji for 20 lines.

Korlinx: I call out Iamrealdeji for 20 lines.

PaulThor: nothing personal..


hehehe..diss @ kingdimes

Am here again to kill wit ease/
smoking cannibis, am ill wit weeds/
am more igbo boy dan king illbliss/
cos wen thornando blows u surely hide as u feel his breeze/
Am a sick rhymer... not like wack king dimes/
stop claiming kingship wen you'er lacking rhymes/
Of all your track records your last in line/
Or should i tie a bomb to ya n help u blast in time?/

Wen thor speaks, u cant stick out your head/
Cos am always ready to slit mouths or necks/
Its a pity wen i see da Weak tout called vet/
Cos you failed maths, physics, plus nine more, you'r purely a king witout 'subjects'/
Punching irony if sid is wack and you ali/
You lack focus n aim n wen u drop lines only few tally/
Your head dreadlocked......you must be the new marley/
You've lost lots of battles....u even turned an inspiration.....to buhari/

Fact is the nerd lack words/
His lame, his legs are hurt/
his ironman.. But only in puns he bends hard rods/
micheal willed moonwalker to u.. Now Every step u take still end backwards/
i invaded his niche with my macro diss/
I got him shattered by my hard thrown hits/
And my whirlwind siphoned his/
So aint my fault i got him all 'bent up' like iphone 6/

Boy, internet failed u.. Lack the fits online/
anytime his head starts itching he scratches n feeds on 'lies'/
Cos ur a dead car battery, cldnt start after my kicks all night/
Oya arise n shine.... But Like arctics in winters, we aint gonna see.....this son rise /
dias never a time with raps he blended/
Ur made my jobber. I got all ya plea Shredded/
Mere clapping hands had the flea ended/
Lolzz.. mumu, you one be head by force nii? Ok wit isis you are now beheaded/

moving to the lab, let me hve d cat tested/
He became da burnt german musuem, had his arts wasted/
Its no news on 2go i had his acts bested/
king of the jungle cant bite cos his tit still flat chested/

keep saying ur a tough heel, u know in within ur not/
My killing punches did end the teen on hurts/
And his spleen? All cut/
infact i had u all broken up, d only thing still straight is dat line.. inbetween your butt/

without LED tvs, its so clear/
I did give him gruesome tear/
Cos his just ordinary, i mean his so mere/
Though I cherished his boring lines,atleast it got me rid of insomia/
If ur game? i will be punching pads, ...nice u are sony/
But ur joke's boring.. Its lies u are funny/
Be u king or pharoah, i did kick u back to da womb, so go and die in ur mummy/

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,


Still The Phoenix... Order....

PaulThor: nothing personal..


hehehe..diss @ kingdimes

Am here again to kill wit ease/
smoking cannibis, am ill wit weeds/
am more igbo boy dan king illbliss/
cos wen thornando blows u surely hide as u feel his breeze/
Am a sick rhymer... not like wack king dimes/
stop claiming kingship wen you'er lacking rhymes/
Of all your track records your last in line/
Or should i tie a bomb to ya n help u blast in time?/

Wen thor speaks, u cant stick out your head/
Cos am always ready to slit mouths or necks/
Its a pity wen i see da Weak tout called vet/
Cos you failed maths, physics, plus nine more, you'r purely a king witout 'subjects'/
Punching irony if sid is wack and you ali/
You lack focus n aim n wen u drop lines only few tally/
Your head dreadlocked......you must be the new marley/
You've lost lots of battles....u even turned an inspiration.....to buhari/

Fact is the nerd lack words/
His lame, his legs are hurt/
his ironman.. But only in puns he bends hard rods/
micheal willed moonwalker to u.. Now Every step u take still end backwards/
i invaded his niche with my macro diss/
I got him shattered by my hard thrown hits/
And my whirlwind siphoned his/
So aint my fault i got him all 'bent up' like iphone 6/

Boy, internet failed u.. Lack the fits online/
anytime his head starts itching he scratches n feeds on 'lies'/
Cos ur a dead car battery, cldnt start after my kicks all night/
Oya arise n shine.... But Like arctics in winters, we aint gonna see.....this son rise /
dias never a time with raps he blended/
Ur made my jobber. I got all ya plea Shredded/
Mere clapping hands had the flea ended/
Lolzz.. mumu, you one be head by force nii? Ok wit isis you are now beheaded/

moving to the lab, let me hve d cat tested/
He became da burnt german musuem, had his arts wasted/
Its no news on 2go i had his acts bested/
king of the jungle cant bite cos his tit still flat chested/

keep saying ur a tough heel, u know in within ur not/
My killing punches did end the teen on hurts/
And his spleen? All cut/
infact i had u all broken up, d only thing still straight is dat line.. inbetween your butt/

without LED tvs, its so clear/
I did give him gruesome tear/
Cos his just ordinary, i mean his so mere/
Though I cherished his boring lines,atleast it got me rid of insomia/
If ur game? i will be punching pads, ...nice u are sony/
But ur joke's boring.. Its lies u are funny/
Be u king or pharoah, i did kick u back to da womb, so go and die in ur mummy/

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,


Still The Phoenix... Order....

JigsawKillah: so Giyazz is a gangsta now?/ stüpid bïtch, fück Onyinye, I'll call you Franca now/ i bet you got Khena's dïck where your àss at now/

Guykhena:
Na bruh,,My di.ck's in ya sister face/you bring my name into this ish? Now I've gotta take up ya case/ see saw,the way ya 'brain works' remind me of Anime games / just like their VFX ,we all know they're all in 'low quality grades' //.....

... Black mumba,I'll have you laced with couple curses/ I'll murder you in the wild ,bruh no sense of 'jungle justice' /... Miss punches,I guess you think its judo boxing/you gonna die by Chronicle again while I choke you with bible verses /..


...Khena doing equipment cleaning,Saw's gon be strapped up in chains/Mysterious I'm from the family of 'Arcanes' / by 3 be sure I'll pump you up in Propane /....even if you skip the 9's ..I'll alter reality for the word 'SEE' ..cus SAW won't Pass Tens again /....


...bastard you think my world ended with the tourney/ ask "LetsBeef" I'm still pumped up with the honey/limerick's like you retired?,na bruh just waiting for the morning/to leave saw's outta his path,like Yemi he starts Looking for his Journey /...

I'm not a Game Controller fools don't Console me/at my ace yet those nigs bounced me,like bugs bunny /naaah its all cool,khena still in harmony/..back to you saw,you still won't get Sense if you were laced in Us Money /...

..ya family I 'murder dem' since am 'young'/aint a smoke when I get you sprayed with tha fog/or 'bikini' when I get you laced with ya 'tongue'/till ya speech slowed and we see only ya' lips move first' like we watching an 'episode of Jumong' /...

...shoutout to all the bast.ards predicting Guykhena is gone// well y'all should be renamed "Guru MaraJi" cus all your predictions are wrong.. /


#Factoid

JigsawKillah: Fücking nigga thinks he got nerves/ many months into his NL career, for once he dropped a hot verse/ that was bad, you def no I done pop worse/ lyrical warfare, niggas die when I drop words/

Giyazz been talking lately/ saying how he fücking hates me/ Jigs is ahead of him, he won me, he was lucky ain't it?/ in truth, how can this ugly looking monkey face me?/ when all I do is sample a banana, and get him jumping, praise Jigs!/

I'm dōpe, ask around/ I'm known for jacking clowns/ you roll with the newest fågs in town/ so Giyazz is a gangsta now?/ stüpid bïtch, fück Onyinye, I'll call you Franca now/ i bet you got Khena's dïck where your àss at now/

Jigs wont script much/ i leave niggas wanting shocks, like the cure for hiccups/ nobody listen to a damn thing the bïtch talks/ keep shut/ or these puns would take your teeth off/ and get your lips cut/

I bring guns to a fist fight to kill you easy/ i waste no time, see the soil, i put you beneath/ 2 stüpid gees thought it fit to battle with me/ i keep it real, but your life is Paul Walker's, film trick/

Only time you rode was when you died/ I'll be mad dog and a hard boiled cop combined, i put empty slugs on your side/ fück the multis, without them i am so sick/ you with em, couldn't match a flow from so sick/




SAW

Anacksunamun: These bars left me dazed. I wish I can give it a million likes. Nigga, you'd be battling Bis, Coog and co. You are damn dópe!!

Explain the "arkanes" and "mysterious" wordplay

Anacksunamun:
And all also, the " sense" and "us money".. I didn't get those.

lol just a wordie with "Cents/sense" - U.S.A money(coins) ....

That's it bro

PaulThor: nothing personal..


hehehe..diss @ kingdimes

Am here again to kill wit ease/
smoking cannibis, am ill wit weeds/
am more igbo boy dan king illbliss/
cos wen thornando blows u surely hide as u feel his breeze/
Am a sick rhymer... not like wack king dimes/
stop claiming kingship wen you'er lacking rhymes/
Of all your track records your last in line/
Or should i tie a bomb to ya n help u blast in time?/

Wen thor speaks, u cant stick out your head/
Cos am always ready to slit mouths or necks/
Its a pity wen i see da Weak tout called vet/
Cos you failed maths, physics, plus nine more, you'r purely a king witout 'subjects'/
Punching irony if sid is wack and you ali/
You lack focus n aim n wen u drop lines only few tally/
Your head dreadlocked......you must be the new marley/
You've lost lots of battles....u even turned an inspiration.....to buhari/

Fact is the nerd lack words/
His lame, his legs are hurt/
his ironman.. But only in puns he bends hard rods/
micheal willed moonwalker to u.. Now Every step u take still end backwards/
i invaded his niche with my macro diss/
I got him shattered by my hard thrown hits/
And my whirlwind siphoned his/
So aint my fault i got him all 'bent up' like iphone 6/

Boy, internet failed u.. Lack the fits online/
anytime his head starts itching he scratches n feeds on 'lies'/
Cos ur a dead car battery, cldnt start after my kicks all night/
Oya arise n shine.... But Like arctics in winters, we aint gonna see.....this son rise /
dias never a time with raps he blended/
Ur made my jobber. I got all ya plea Shredded/
Mere clapping hands had the flea ended/
Lolzz.. mumu, you one be head by force nii? Ok wit isis you are now beheaded/

moving to the lab, let me hve d cat tested/
He became da burnt german musuem, had his arts wasted/
Its no news on 2go i had his acts bested/
king of the jungle cant bite cos his tit still flat chested/

keep saying ur a tough heel, u know in within ur not/
My killing punches did end the teen on hurts/
And his spleen? All cut/
infact i had u all broken up, d only thing still straight is dat line.. inbetween your butt/

without LED tvs, its so clear/
I did give him gruesome tear/
Cos his just ordinary, i mean his so mere/
Though I cherished his boring lines,atleast it got me rid of insomia/
If ur game? i will be punching pads, ...nice u are sony/
But ur joke's boring.. Its lies u are funny/
Be u king or pharoah, i did kick u back to da womb, so go and die in ur mummy/

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,


Still The Phoenix... Order....

Guykhena:

'Arcane' means understood by few; Mysterious or Secretive,,
Did with a wordie of "Alkane"(chem students go dig this) ,, the 3rd member of the Alkane Family is "Propane"(you see the 3),ya and so on

lol just a wordie with "Cents/sense" - U.S.A money(coins) ....

That's it bro

GIYAZZ: MURDER!!!!


Yo check yourself! you dissed the wrong guy/
I'm sending slugs in ya brains and your ffucking lungs, die!/
double murder! deading Ksslib and Jigsawkillah/
Morons, came against this OG with them freaked, blunt fillers/
My nines will cough/ and ya fams will duck/
cos I'm beasting, send ya parents to the spiritual realm, ice ya inlaws!/
For dissing me? Imma rrape ya sisters/ slam their heads on a wall harder/ bury two rounds in their ppussies, and cremate the cadavers after/
Show off the tech in ya pa's face then make him kiss it/
Pull a bucket closer and make him kick it!/
Ya mama's ugly, but I'm blinded by hate/
pound my ddick in her ccunt till she dead, just to see how you retaliate/
You killed Hip-Hop, motherffucker! how you stretch a gene?/
ya 'tricks' numb, 'Hollywood couldn't make a film!/
You don't get?
The slick words I'm spilling/
Acidic, Hydrofluoric flow, I'm spitting!/
splash it in ya face, till you turn white like Iggy style be/
Damon Salvatore, how I eat humans, it's Easy like E!/
I'm ripping ya hearts out, till you midgets fell/
Dig it! Claws in you. . . Bonnie did a spell!/
Sshit! Iamaromolaeran be right, you imp ffucking wack!/
Steady niggas be rraping you, but you still coming back!/
But finito! this is ya last day son/
ya a..ss will flee, after my bars Fuckyouhard like Jason!!/
King of Gangstas, Ice Cube scared of my shadow/
Quest, Mobb Deep, Wu Tang, N.W.A, praising my Halo/
Just you know Giyazz a known case killer/
so when you see me, RUN! like Jadakiss and GhostFaceKillah!/
Skill in, illing, killing, cleaning up ya lineage/
Villain, diss me again; believe me, I will burn down ya village!/ (I swear!)
East Coast nigga, Igbo blood dissing these two millitants/
I do it for my side, where we train Lions, Wolves, Panthers and Elephants!/ iyah!
Okala mmadu, Okala Mmuo/ Zelu mmadu, Zelu Mmuo/
Phyno will smile/ you don't get it?
ask ochon to define!/
.. .Whatchu say son?
Pftt! You couldn't diss me now you wanna battle King Henry?/
Ridiculous idiot! you seek for death, it's glaring/
Ccock the desert Eagle, I'm blasting off ya brains for that statement/ face them!
drag Jig to the party, slit his throat and fill his blood in a bucket/
Where the brush at? give it to Iam and make him paint me a picture/
with ya spilled bloods, perfect mixture/
POW! bury a tool in the artist's head, we need no witness/
You don't mess with an assassin, I show no meakness/
Pile their bodies up/ i plan to burn it up/
bring the gas tank/ keep it closer to Ksslib/
he pisses me off! I hit his face with a 47 and lift it up/
Blood gushing out/ hit again! more rushing out!/
I'm bloody!
Grab a match and make a bonfire/
your bodies' the woods, need the heat, I throw in some tires/
Neighbours screaming? I ccock it, and let it sing/
told you everybody dying the moment I let it free/
Perfect! Fresh air. I believe/ your lyrical deaths copped me a sigh of relief!!!/


BBITCHES!!!!!!