Dhany110: I dont judge if thats what you choose, but this
time you lose//

Get you in a depression spend all your money
on booze//

I'm commin harder this time around, you'll be lying flat on the ground//

Surround and storm in, I'll do what I have to
win. Wether I sin, I just dont give a Bleep, but sorry man your just shit outta luck//

Cause I gotta ominous awesomeness that you
cannot diss.//

So get out your dictionary and go down the list//

Like MC Hammer screaming “You can't touch this”//

You might as well just go into the wind a piss, if you think you'll win this time//

You might wanna come up with creative lines//

so sit back relax and think a liitle.//

Cause I got your brain like a basketball its
dribbled//

so confused but biyatch, this is not a “Riddle”//

Son, you need to wake up, shape up, and stop
bein' a gay Bleep//

Only screamin teens in cheap make-up
represent for Team kay-Bleep//

Yeah, you can dream tough, but you can't
dispute the evidence//

Dude, you're present tense, I'm the future with a 7th Sense//

Cuz I don't just see dead people… I produce em with this clever text//

You “Joker” better be ready for comBAT MAN,
so get your pen in your hand//

Be ready, this shits about to get heavy, razor's in my hand you can call me Dhany//

Got ya mind racin, So Can this Retard Ever
Win? Jason Voorhees got him on his knees//

Can't talk ya deaf, can't bitch and complain, cut you up and slit your juggular vein//

ojoawo: High tym to settle the score, am headin to war, I design rhymes that shine better dan yours//

But what you got? Just line after line of shit gun metaphors…and bout to write seven more//

You gon b like I doubt he wrote all that like them be Moore (Demi Moore). Shut the Bleep up, y’already said it before//

Got bullets? Let em soar. I’ll BANG YOUR HEAD wit the fuckin AXE like guitarists in Metal core//

So dude, watch it. I’m like a noose with taut
grip… I DO NOT SLIP! (knot slip)//

But I forsee you forcin rhymes like Mother Goose was your hostage!//

I spit and teach …true hotness. While you’re the only ASSHOLE that AIN’T producin hot s.hit//

Hangin by threads like loose cross-stitch.
You’ve lost this. Behind these bars? You’s
kay's b.itch!//

Grievin, abused 'n owned, I'm soon leavin you
bruised to the bone//

But what's up with the name dhany? can't even tie your shoes on your own?//

Dude, I'll merk 'n certainly clown you before I hurt 'n purposely drown you//

It's competitor vs. predator… and kay's (case) swimmin circles around you!//

I'm battle scarred, beef sicker than SARS on
cattle farms to shatter bars//

Keep it up, and I’ll stash your blackened ashes under a crack den mattress, splashed with cat piss//

So even the bums and the crack kids, stinkin of rat shit, can sleep on your ass, b.itch//

Plus you’re fuckin trash kid. So quit pattin
yourself on the back in all-caps brackets//

Fuckin half-wit… your s.hit? Ain’t an adequate
distraction from your half-asss slackness//

So beware c.unt, cuz you ain't feudin with some rookie, am the highness//

Gotcha b,itch textin me pics nude, while you’re gettin your tits bruised, as the mastectomy ensues//

Admit it, next to me you’re s.hit dude. Just a
d.ickhead who can’t shoot…like vasectomy
issues//

sleakid: Crizz sup with u? Just read ya verse few minutes ago, now u've modified it and added extra lines...
Anyways i no still get ya time.. If u like spit ya life history

sleakid: Sup with this rretard...? Bbitch post ya wack verse jor abi u scared twont match mine?
If u like flip.. Fool

ojoawo: Abeg really let's forget wat crizzy did, he apologised... Let's 4get it totally

ojoawo: Abeg really let's forget wat crizzy did, he apologised... Let's 4get it totally

dj5naira: No place like home buddy.

e-Iceberg:


WORD! bruv. . . . .i just cant imagine myself brawling dis puke face called crizzy cz t'l b a waste of barz, just posting nonsense hia and dia, he will neva get better, cz he is a biter. . .see fool is nt jst supposed to b hia, bbitchy idiot, posting nonsense abt my barz wen he knws ntin but BITE! mscheewww!!!!

e-Iceberg:


dese two BITERS, and MOFOS, and OAFS, and DUNCES, and DOLTS, and
E-DIOTS, and FOOLS, and BUFFOONS, just dey blab, u two shud get a life,
av won u murphy, and maybe dat flawless beating wasnt enuf for u!. . .u
crizzy, hu is ur homie?? i can neva be a homie of one stupid, indolent,
and appaling BITER!!!!! maybe u 2 shud just collaborate and go to
streets, hawk satchet water, dats d perfect job for u both... dnt come
hia nd exchange posts wit d.ope heads...
FUCKERS!!

e-Iceberg:
dude, if u can do one-tenth of wat i did, and without biting, cus its been proven beyond reasonable doubt, dat U ARE A CHRONIC, MORONIC AND FATAL BITER!!!!!... if u can try to develop bars on your own, one-tenth as gud as dese. . .den i'l b so happy to shut my thumbz....
monkey butt!!!

e-Iceberg:
crizzy, so truly u are a biter, smh mehn. . . .i tot odawise wen u came hia 1st, buh nw i tel u am truly disappointed!

e-Iceberg:
¤super barz¤

petty gangsters appear, nd gunshots da blasting/
superman hia,dia "bullets are fun", nd dats wat am catching/
squeezing and crushing/, so d shots turned dust&dats d. .reason am blushin/
wif full attack, ma fist to thier chins, nd dey b feelin ma rushin/
teeth fell out? gud, so shud blood, dat'l b spillin and gushin/
maybe its imagery in rap, buh sure u gat d 'beating/
nd if u were dem, u shud"be happy again" wen u start "retreating"/
buh u'l neva make it past da door/
cz dis tym i'l hit faster boy/
til u fall nd lyk a yoruba child greeting, u slam flat, . .tha floor/
nd even if u make it past da door,/
dnt tryna run, i'l just 'praise' u, wit one fist, and u'l fall 'flatter' . .duh/
dat was mere play nd by the mere,/
i min if i giv a hulk an uppercut, he'l feel fly in air/
for sparrin, am fine wit maniacs/
am d type, to grab ur satellite dish, leap to space, and dine wit aliens/
at 1st yall feel strong, buh later softened by punches lyk mouka foams/
to tink yall fyt nd win, yall are goofers oh/
wit "anger on d net" am stealing d show, call it "e-vent" looter hoe!/
nd afta all dis, wont u wish me sayin "stay super bro"?/

#e-me!

murphysmallz:

Ode! Who iv u?

Dhany110: how'll you be biting in a battle......
you should just commit suicide

sleakid: . U be real fool.. As u enter mikuz vs sleakid, u see any bar? If you like tell modenine to ghostwrite for u... U'l still loose diz just as u lost for murphy.. Mumu

sleakid: Today's the day..
Just prepare yah bars while i prepare mine.. I no get time to dey follow m0j0 talk

mikuz:
How does he (Sleakid) come into this? Was he the one who wrote the said bitten lines for you?

sleakid: Crizzy i wanted to take diz shidd friendly with you bt seems you too bbitchy to respect my behaviour... Before 12a.m u sure gon see the gangster side of me.. Bbitch

mikuz:
What an annoying comment. How can you just be think another persons' bars (you know nothing about) pop into your head like that? You're a bleeping disgrace! Covering up this ignoble thing with silly postulations is making you look more stùpid.
Biter! You don't know the bars belong to Modenine but you bit it line for line, Word for word. So who owns it?
Besides in a battle are you supposed to freestyle?
Smh.

mikuz:
Try you? You must be out of ya senses?
You're a moronic biter and your threat can't change anything from that?
I tell you biting won't help your career,get creative, it pays.

murphysmallz: Yo son watch ur mouth! If u wanna beef create a thread n let's do it maturely

mikuz:
Biter!