ELYMAXiimus:
whatcha gat? Is it like those quack lines of urs you gon battle me with? Mtcheeew!

Or maybe, start typing, we drop by 4:15, 8bars!

JigsawKillah:

if u want rebuttals then im on
but a battle? Get a thread

ckushy:
Reply back, dont be a coward bitchhh!

ELYMAXiimus:
oga,,, go nd play with sand!

teddybiyasi:
tot d blast gave u massive injuries

JigsawKillah:


ur life's a movie, M-B-C-2, u must be an as5, the way im messing-with-u, ur faker than a hologram, i'll let u drown in a flood of flames, hollowman

i grab my whip and make u feel 'messi' when i put ten-for-ur-back, squealing like a rat with a leg-on-a-trap, u go end up like ur papa, dey palmy joint dey beg-for-a-glass, begging boys to put a head-on-they-laps

hw naija go take better? With u lying-pricks-in-it? Agree say u wack, stop trying-to-please me, with u gay flows, u well no u cant fight-me-lyrically, u will always end up dying-too-quickly

stop trying to put ur life-into-risk-kid


SAW

Tiyazman: Guykhena is it not funny?

ckushy:

SLOW POISON


Elvis knows he a sore looser/. . .
Now he created a new moniker/

mikuz:
. . but homers equally feel me . . cos I bring the 'Buzz near' . . . ffuck 'Herzigovinia'!/
. . then terrorise her when I blast more shots at 'Her ward' . . than Belgium attackers!/


Ill burn ya leg together with ya footwear . . and give you an 'Ash can' . . like Dejagah's cousins!/
. . So don't come at me with the face . . or Ill break a camera and attack you with the 'Lens' . . like Louis Van Gaal!/
. . Ya a ffag who deserve to die . . since you can smooch and 'Peck ah man' . . . 'coach of Columbia'/

Guykhena: If to say I no know say na you GiiiYAZ ,I for raise up the Notion make them pursue you from here...

ELYMAXiimus:


hey mr speaker,
whats with the spit? . . . / we 'ont need ya attention, why give us 'a tease'? /
so i wont bother be at 'alert', cos ya punches are weak! . . ./
dude,, Your rap sucks more than babies hungry for tit$! . . ./ lol



tomcruise AINT no CAT in a ship, yeah/ but you, IS a F@G! Free the d1cks mhen/
cos ur throat is prolly stuck with thick cemen/
stop shievering, everytime ye see men! . . ./


oga, i call ya out!

Guykhena: one word EPIC!!!!
But your wordies creativity no be here o..........

ckushy:


Quick freeze for the stupid bitchhh!






I'm like Zimmerman and you Martin/.
. jig would be shot brutally/ .
You could curtain in a vault, you aint still safe from my cruel bandits/. . .
we come at night to burn down your house into ashes/
while ur mum singing your lastborn lullabies/
Your father is/ . . .a drunk, and he smokes cannabis/. . .a crackk addict/ . . .
we sight him staggering home. . . Ta! Ta! My boys just slapped papa Jig/
and all he utter's- more Horse power please!/. . .
. Boom! Baga dam dam!!! Its nw Ali scene- swift punches to puncture his ribs like we glued Taylor to our Fists/
. . . . the next morning. . . papaSAW was found dead soaked in blood. . .
Hahaha!!! The poor man, a total of 15 lead's what we showered him!!!





Reply back, dont be a coward bitchhh!

mikuz:

Massive injuries? Pttf! . .

Ffuck massive injuries . .

I'm hard like Bruce Willis/ I aint in the same class as these groupies/
I ll sell their @ss with two rupees/
They tactless like Eagles assisting crew is/
We 'll never agree like Baptists and Bhudhists/
. . Ill spank and kick the sshit out 'em . . with the exact moves of Jackie Chan in the movies!/

Ok

These guys are a bunch of nerdy dumb speakers/
Comparing y'll to me is like pitching Messi with Inler/
Cos me and ddopeness go together like the web and Mozilla/
So you can't be effing with Hitler/ or mess with Godzilla/
I ball far and wide . . from Chelsea to Inter . .
. . but homers equally feel me . . cos I bring the 'Buzz near' . . . ffuck 'Herzigovinia'!/

I bury y'll preachers/ leave you outshoned in seconds/ and teach ya penniless folks a lesson/
. . then stab you so many times . . and have medics 'checking for holes'. . like a road inspection!/

I smoke like Benson/ y'll 'bout ta see why I ball better than Samba/ and come heavy with stanzas/
I'm trouble and a headache to rappers/
I never show mercy to magas/
so Ill hospitalise ya wife after I leave you expunged with batter/
. . then terrorise her when I blast more shots at 'Her ward' . . than Belgium attackers!/

I aint disrespecting you pumpkins/ but you never come hard with the metas ya dropping/ I can tell with that verse that you dropping/ . . you spit better than goblins/
Y'll aint got anything left in the offin/ but before you ll get dressed in a coffin/ with ya fellas in mourning/
Ill burn ya leg together with ya footwear . . and give you an 'Ash can' . . like Dejagah's cousins!/

My sick puns are emphatic/ My cold flows leave the audience estactic/
I bedevil you wacksters like what I pop is satanic/
I'm to you lil ones what John Paul is to catholics/
I got more hugs when I'm balling than Shaqairi scoring a hat trick/
My moves leave chicks wetter than a storm in the artic/
. . Cos I "lubricate ppussies" . . with the quick expertise of an auto mechanic!/

I puncture ya larynx/ have you dazed and dismissed in a hurry/
. . cos if you fake preachers claim you "going the extra mile" . . then y'll must be on a missionary journey!/

Ya mum is truly my val/ I do a ffoursome with her and like two of her pals/
. . So don't come at me with the face . . or Ill break a camera and attack you with the 'Lens' . . like Louis Van Gaal!/

I ve sired hard rappers/ and inspired mad archers/
. . been in the game longer than Puyol before he retired at Barca/
I resolve questions scientists claim can't be be provided with answers/
I read ya bars and all I see are the rhymes of a starter/
. . but my bars bring this place to the outside world . .
. . even my one liners is fire/ so my cyphers were what exposed this site . . like Nairaland hackers!/

I retire you gaffers/ cos you can't match wits the master/ I have you bemused with ma lingua franca/
My chick so ddope . . and she aint even a rapper/
. . and ya chick? Ask Teddybiyasi . . any guy who puts hands in her hole . . runs the risk of getting a finger cancer!/

Ya ex is in black bra . . Or shes a mafia/ thats the nnaked truth guys, I swear/
. . cos she goads me ta lay her . . with a gun to my head . . she says "ssex me or ya dead" . . its a 'do or die affair'!/

If they hail this guy as the smartest/ or his rhymes as the hardest/
Ill hide with a matchet . . to leave his thighs and knees parted . .
. . cos niggas who spit nursery rhymes Ill be made my primary target!/

You just a hopeless imposter/ tell me why I aint going to murk ya?/
. . Ya a ffag who deserve to die . . since you can smooch and 'Peck ah man' . . . 'coach of Columbia'/

If you selfish traiters/ fail to hail this verse as greater/
Ill wait till you pass my street . . then have my boys extort and snatch ya phones . .
. . and make you lose sets . . like clumsy tennis players!/

I rhyme the sickest bars in the room/ test me and ya fam'ly ll soon/ find ya @ss in a tomb/
. . like Neuer - I'm my teams sweeper . . but they ll only call him a sweeper . . If he was handling a broom!/


I'm da next to fly/ the rest ll die/
ehm . . What else?
Ok headache . . Bye!!

ckushy:

Tiyazman: Are you saying those lines i used in destroying JigsawKillah ain't d0pe?

Guykhena: LOL, destroy? Maybe his brain only trying to comprehend those lines..

Shady@jkSlim:

Rough shiii for a wack dude




Hello!!
Dear Icekidds cousin,
You on relapse?- You lacking behind, you should keep jogging.

You collin me out? Its your death wish, I see no morgan/,. . to save you from this deadly goblin.

You drop bomb like boko haram?- And thats why your nothing,
Your phuckin dead- your ego banging your mummy.

And like TeddyB' exhibitin her dummy act,- nigga your dolling.











Bitch! Dont call me out and shuthefuckup like the G in calling.







Shii!!!!

mikuz:

Thanks . . lol . . too much world cup!

Tiyazman: It's true na, the complexity of those lines na epic sting!

Guykhena: haha,using my words against me,, Tuchέ...

Limerick: MUMU FREEZE
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My Lyrics dey dance alingo/ dey denge pose like boy alinco/. . .but na you be papa ajasco/
. . .cos you no get sense, I swear, your mama do mistake, born you for house of disco/

I check their rhymes, see as dem take dey fall out/ dem no get credit, yet dem dey make call outs/

My guy u dey find me trouble/. .you no get sense jor, you be like mister ibu/ na me be tinubu/
. . .cos I dey rule 'eko'(a Co). .like say I get company , I con dey bubble/

No try me o. . .I dan kill many guys for fb/I even create one burial ground group, waste my mb/
. . .sorry! Waste my Subscription, ma no go expose myself before dem get me/

My mama dey pray for me/. . .may God bless me, make wave for me/
. . .as I mumu reach, I run go barber shop, make dem go make sportin wave for me /

men am gettin fire ignited/. . .but ur crew dey benighted/
I no even sabi the english, as I dull to the extent, I think say I fit even win Premier League with 'Dundi United'/

But forget tha shiit, na una still dull pass/. . .in fact, d tin dey pain me, why una just dull pass /
Sotey, I see one of una one fateful day, as hin dey try 'cycle okada' with 'compass'/

Na me be bad fella/ I be like Ibime, I dey ~brang ether~ /. . .buh I no fit even tell am 'yes sir'/
. . .cos I go scatter hin system. . .juz when I blow hin 'fuse' with my 'antena' /

Una stupid/ true to God, U stupid!/. .You no fit whoop me/ park well jor, mumu, ijiot, baskart, thunder fire ya papa. .as hin dey sing love song, call am Cupid/

Na me be limerick/ I Swear my rhyme sick/. .ema prince dey feel my flow, hin say my Rhyme sweet/

but I be funny rapper/and in a yoruba voice 'mo cunny dada'/
. . .wtf! As in, Dagrin self go see me 4rm hin Grave, hin go call me baba/

I swear, my punches d.ope, like when mike tyson dey shook hand inside cocane/so If u talk say I go fail/I go make sure say na u go waste/
. . .cos I go act 'P Square', and before u enter bus reach alaba. . .I dan already carry ya music 'troway'!!/

I'm a wicked bus/. . .you cant measure up to me jor. . .u be tailor son?/abegi, no dey form winner for here when u be failure jor/cos I go station dawgs/ beat u till the nation calls/
begging me on ya behalf, con dey come my papa house. . .naso I dey see difference faces, 1face, 2faces, white faces, even black faces like Plantation boys/

Na me be army slayer/. .cos Ive been blasting haters/enter mr biggs, start banging waiters/. . .so u shallenge me, I go scatter ya body, and if dem come 'Klose' again. . .then, na that 'Germany Player'/

Make I Continue.........?

ShadySlim: ok... Your a kid, aint gone reply you... I'M GOING BACK TO SLEEP, I SHALL RISE WHEN COOGAR RISES FROM THE DEAD!!!:

ShadySlim: ok... Your a kid, aint gone reply you... I'M GOING BACK TO SLEEP, I SHALL RISE WHEN COOGAR RISES FROM THE DEAD!!!:

LooNat11kk: this cooger na pikin, always blowing his own horn everytime -_-

Tiyazman: Ha Mazi Guykhena, you know that's the latest slang you inniciated; so we your boys gotta follow you yarn am!

but that reminds me; about that me and Teddybiyasi brawl. . . Did you gather the votes at that certain time before Nairaland had crash? If yes, who won between Teddybiyasi and i??