Let me start. Just little freestyle here.


Huh, dis rapping can't get of my head//
Anytime I get of my bed//
I get so many inspirations dat make me feel cool//
I don't wanna be rude//
But u know dat I am good//
If you doubting, baby u gonna come to my hood//
I dont do whack rhymes//
Ave been placed on da limelight//
Sorry 4 u who can run u mouth but can't fight//
Little things make up ur fright//
My height is makin me feel on top of the world//
May be dats why I'm dominating u all//
Come to papa, if u want some training//
Don't mind if by then it is raining//
Just sitting down here typing some cool rhymes//
Don't wanna say it two times//
Peace!!!!


Ok u can start from here.

Argh! I pity dis one,
You don die finish!

Its so obvious d boy cant rap.
Lyk a quack architect he b dropin wack lines.
Rap is a battle ground im sory u wnt last.
If u get a 2nd chance better do somethn wit ur lyf.
Y dyu wanna commit suicide ok i ll put mo trash in ma trash can.
Even in ur hood u r an outcast.
Djdeji d boy dat has neva done anything right.
I wudda go on spankin ur ass bt lyk a spoilt clock i aint gotchur tym

Lana Ayres,
R u a male or female or are u both?//
your rap is makin' every1 sick I pray I don't//
Ave got dat swagg, dat in a century u won't ave//
your rap is so funny I'm laughing right now//
Whatever u re u say too much crap//
There re so many sections in Nairaland. So why choose rap?//
U shld be a spectator just watch and clap//
U claim u can rap, well dat's an over statement//
Wit d way u re goin' u'll be a bad parent//
Dis poverty is 2 much dat u can't pay your rent//
I don't know u but I can smell your cent  (money)//
Don't cause your own death//
by dissin' me//
or else it my be to late before u can please me//
Free me!!!!!
Cause right I'm on fire u dare not touch me//
Like an inferno I'll burn u to ashes//
My rap is like a whip u've started getting some lashes//
Just run cause i swear u won't like it if we have some clashes//
Cause d lyrical rap king is here to stay!!!!
So u just ave 2 pave the Way!!!!

For u lil jaymz,

Why do u wanna throw urself into the trash can//
I knw u re d trash//
Dis matter isn't dat serious it's just a dash//
U re not entitled 2 rap; come kiss my as*s*//
If your rap was an answer , guy u won't pass//
U might keep on failin' till u re a grandpa in your class//
U can't keep up wit my pace// even if u use jazz//
I can stand lookin' at your fucki!!!!ng face//
Go get some job; Cause right now I rest your CASE//

Yo! Djdeji

Yes I called you out; what are you on about?
You can't even spell scent cause you only think in cents
You laugh at Lana's rap but the joke's on you
Claiming that you're on fire but you better go retire
Talking about your pace are you even on myspace?
I cant relate to this; I'll save space
Let you erase your wack flows from cyberspace

@ Theartist.

I knw wat am saying lil boy;
The rate of Lana's poverty is so high dat I can smell her cent;
I mean her money not her scent (smell).
I literally mean I can see her few cents
Wat of u lilboy.'
In Ur Name (Theartiiist)
Do u mean artist (painter) or artiste (singer)?
Wat class re u Dullard?
Nursery one or Two?
Guy, u need a boo.
I never knew there was such a wack rapper like this.
When intellectuals like me are talkin'.
Men, just watch nd listen.
Pls, I wanna save my diss 4 better rappers; not u.
Lana and lil_jaymz RSVP.

@Djdeji

You call me little boy/
Go play with your toys/
Trying to sound emphathic/
But your spelling's so pathetic/
Read a dictionary/
Expand your vocabulary/
This is a rap battle/
Not an essay for you to tackle/
Lexis without structure/
Lines lacking conjunction/
I skipped Nursery two/
Don't even try to boo/
You can hardly even read/
Cos' you're smoking too much weed/
So what if I'm wack/
At least I still rap/
Your flows are full of crap/
Yet you're still trying to yab/
It's artiist - I doubled /
Just like you - Dj doubled/
Just a name that I nicked/
Have you ever licked a beat?/
You better save your diss/
While I chill and take the piss/
Homie you're so lame/
You're playing a whole different game/

Go to hell *MR. ENGLISH*
U claim u knw English,
Then go teach your younger ones,
Don't waste your life in Nairaland
go and be a school teacher,
or a gospel preacher!!!

I'm not tryin' 2 sound emphathic.
It's just a diss.
U say u can rap; I guess u shld knw better.
This is not an essay for me 2 tackle, Cause ave passed dat stage.
You say I'm emphatic, then what are you?
You said I smoke weed//
Why re u talking like a kid//
In anythin' I do, I dominate and take the lead.//
U re just a flop,//
men, go suck a lollipop//
Maybe, u'll feel better//
Or go kiss a monkey ;
Cause I know both of u will go well together//;
Please guy don't annoy me with your fable.//
Or else I'm gonna flog u with electical cable//
You can't rap; men, you are not able//
You are the one dat is lame; men, you are disabled//

Nice try on the last line//
I see that you can try//
You say that I'm lame//
What do you know about this game//
See you talking about cables//
What do you bring to the table//
Calling me a flop//
Thinking that you're on top//
I'm not even ready//
Don't start to get heady//
The monkey's on your back//
I already set you off track//
I'd prefer a pepper mint//
Let me give another hint//
Your last words rhyme//
But you're spewing empty lines//
Grossly disorganised//
You better reorganise//
I threw you off with essay//
So you can call me Sensei//
Listen to my words//
Don't go with the horde//
Should I step aside?//
Till all your fears subside//
I'll subsidise your rhymes//
So you're allowed to diss twice//
But with my reply//
No guarantee to be nice//
So rewind to my first line//
While I sit back and recline//
Then ask about me again//
When your composure's been regained//

Djdeji:

Go to hell *MR. ENGLISH*
U claim u knw English,
Then go teach your younger ones,
Don't waste your life in Nairaland
go and be a school teacher,
or a gospel preacher!!!

I didn't see these lines//
So please allow me to reply//
I've been to hell and back//
My t-shirt's hanging on the rack//
Already a school teacher//
You can call me a preacher//
Rap's my only Gospel//
Care to be my next disciple?//

Sorry Lana thought u were dissin' me while sayin' unserious rappers. Nevertheless just take this:

Lana why do u always talk of f***//
Maybe dat's why u su.c.k.//
You need to be dunked// into the trash can and get locked up//.
Guy don't f:u:ck up cause ur rap is somehow;
Now I'm gettin' worked up.
Now u are makin' wack rappers bow.
"Sayin' here's our king"
If I had blackberry; won't give you a ping.
You are talkin' of payback//
When u know dat u lack none//
Now u can see wat ave done//
Go and catch fun in the traffic.

Great lines Lana, best I've seen here

@Lana

Thank u've told me about your mysterious life.{\}


Now I'm gonna strike it as easy as It can get.
My rap will be breathtaking ; just hold ur bad breath.
Hey come on men let me make u my pet.//
Cause I'll treat u like my broda ; men u won't regret//
Go on with the wack rap, d stage is set.//
U say u are better dan me don't swear let's bet//
My rap will sting u men; It can lead to death//
Dis rap won't get out of ma head//
As the sand will always remain on dis earth.//

wtf, Yhu niqqaz so dumb yhu cant draw-up(drop) a single metaphor,

Wacko jackos acting lyricaly weak-head(wicked) but lame to tha core,

Yhu dummiez betta dnt come close my bar-tool(battle) coz yhu niqqaz gona get served. Aint tawkin tennis,

Bleep yhu lame dumbskullz, yhu fools betta know i make tha mic cum. Aint tawkin pennis

I guess wacko jacko is ur middle name.//
U re making the mic precipitate with ur saliva.//
I knw u are epileptic. So please don't infect me.
U're lame .
Forget the fame, cause u can't get it.
Yeah I don't wonna be wicked.
Yu di*ckhead.

@deji,
Everyday i pray to God, i cant do without sin,
Killin wacks lyk deji is my hobby, ima well paid assasin,
Bleep with yhu harder dan Indecency. No homo, Niqqa yhu aint just worth being a human being,
Am married to tha game, niqqa death is ur queen,
Yhu tha best wackster ever, drugest fagggot i've seen,
Yhu dare not reply ish, unless yhu wanna mess with sleakid's twin,

@Sleakid

U're d one dat's a wackstar.
and I'm the rapstar.
U're just a wanna be.
I'm an ALREADY BE. HAHAHA
U aren't serious.
I want to even knw how u are.
I'm so curious .
U said I shldn't reply.
Guess u were running how of diss
I'm, hard to diss but easy to please.
If u run outta diss just please me.
I'll make u parmanently dazzled wif ma rap.
U're already sick and dead. Now I'm gonna bury u.
Now dat u are lyrically dead, I won't exchange words with u.
Go take care of ur sick head. Cause it may go out ur hand.
I'm dissing u real Hard; I won't be kind with u.
Boo.

@deji
wtf. Ahahaha,
Niqqa said i should please him, i aint no gay. Go meet yo boyfriend,
Call me boo? Wtf, I aint no man, f*ckin niqqa dat yhu should blend,
Niqqa look at ur clock, ur time is up,
Am dat broken condom yhu cant f*ck with. Dnt tryna set me up/ niqqa am already on top,
At first i was gone(gun), but now am the bomb,
Am loosing mo' patients than the hospital, in no time yhu wil be repppin the tomb,
I diss troy(destroy), i spat her curse(spartacus), who tha f*ck are yhu to battle me?? ,
If yhu dnt wanna be reppin mortuary then settle me

He's been there alwas made the fanss Pondered
they nag,cry they vex but all dis still he never bother
he got the whipping this time went got a defender
one old tall skinny man called mertasaker
he stayes so careless he's spent six years
those times plenty of wailing the fans so much tears
their fears compound so bad they felt no one cares
so much whipping they fell had so much they hate to
faced a team they got ragged they lost 8-2
their players so skinny like unfed boiz from plateau
the team called gunners those who follow are burnt by bunners
so fazed laced and crazed they keep the passion their history too boring out of fashion,
amma kip kip


Rap for gunners

this is for y,all
if u think your flow is good u must be delirious
call urselves rappers thats damn hilarious
y'll know am a lyrical miracle
got y'll spell bound cos ma lines are magical
am up so high am on a pinnacle
i ain't bragging just telling the truth like a minister
fear me cos am so sinister
am always in the front am neva in the rear
when y,ll see me y'll fear cos am your worst nightmare
u can neva escape me cos am like your shadow
when am done with y'll u aint gonna want to see tomorrow
cos i bring pain and sorrow
gonna kill u all cos am a hangman and this is ma gallows
u all flops like the gunners
when am done wit y'all ur loved ones gonna be mourners
u all are drums and am the drummer
so u know wat i do to y'll
am in space so i can neva fall