dj5naira:
Watch me cross friends/ and toss gems/
Gee can't write, and he knows the "drama" that'll unfold when "Sauce pens!!"/

tight!..i hail bro... ..you nor go whopp person as new year gift ni?

goshikid:
pfft. .

you rant alot/ bro admit your loss/without a deck he ended ya era/dj just murder you without spending 5naira !

I sit on mules till they dead/ to prove i'm cruel what I said/
never wanna diss ya, just respectin' the rule of the thread/

I slap dj if he talking tough/ n shut the monkey up/ to quit the rubbish talk/
i wont entertain this fronting schmuck/
cos destroying 5naira wouldnt cost me much/

MAXiimus the depressed gladiator with a wooden sword/ Get over your whor.e's death with anti depressants from a hoes squirt.

Ruq:
MAXiimus the depressed gladiator with a wooden sword/ Get over your whor.e's death with anti depressants from a hoes squirt.

bro obviously you thought this is a lilwayne thread/so why would you bitch into this matter,you want max to give you head?/

Hey SuperSauce I just prepared this onion sauce with cyanide and valiums/ make sure you enjoy it in little portions and reflect on your miserable life/

bro obviously you thought this is a
lilwayne thread/so why would you Dam
into this matter,you want max to give you
head?/

i smack the faggit quick/ the asthmatic kid lacks the wit/...lines up there show you're in the closet', but you aint the shït!!!/

. . . was pissed he couldn't be leadin' in rhymes/ would bet he started sleepin' on time/
I'm the inspirator, his inspiration, now he gettin' inspired readin my lines/

dj5naira.
With the hippocampus of a five year old at 25/ you ought to know baby sitting is over, stop boring us with your lines of nursery rhymes

Dont be a lazy kid, work on your rhymes/
when the snail disses, dont be the first to reply/
quit posting, relax your brain & learn from my lines/

They know me to tear "actors" and bruise grizzly/
So 'fore we start to fight, relatives be askin' where "Bruce will is!"/

I dont give a shyte if you bring the right bars/ Bruce reigns supreme & this is my yard/
007 throws rocks and have the guy scarred/
I repeat the same thing again & again, so he knows ''Bruce will is to make him Die hard/

My 2 lines spit powdered B's/ his 4 lines a bit of-a free/
'thongs close to faeces' yet couldnt 'rip the s.hit' outta me/

Hey crybaby it's obvious you're scared of a cold bath/ I've got a better option for you/ I know a nanny that gives babies warm bath and murder them in cold blood.

007Bruce:
Dont be a lazy kid, work on your rhymes/
when the snail disses, dont be the first to reply/
quit posting, relax your brain & learn from my lines/

*Normally*

your lines are ffuck up ..dude!!!
you aint tought/
so quit the lame punch..
cuz you never hot/
all ur flows are outdated like an american criminal bribing 9ja police force/!!

My 2 lines spit powdered B's/ his 4 lines a
bit of-a free/
'thongs close to faeces' yet couldnt 'rip the
s.hit' outta me/

Bruce's irked prisoner, i kick bars, rhyme to punch him/ i bring knives to cut him/
Dj5naira, you cant fight a convict/
your nose bleeding & you're running outta bars, Michael Scotfield?

I thought i already made this biitch bruise/ made the biitch lose/
so its either you get shot or dumped in boiled oil, snitch chose

I'm lyrically fit homie I spit lines like a dragon ,nd I'm not going gaga,maybe my next life

007Bruce:

i smack the faggit quick/ the asthmatic kid lacks the wit/...lines up there show you're in the closet', but you aint the shït!!!/

i'm gonna be a legend the real deal/on this thread am em,you meek mill/since we know ya lack accomplishment..we all know nothing is whats bruce will is!/

I supercede y'all... Bruce's ONE in a million, an HERO/
Supersauce's nothing... but a product of one million & ZERO/

You're a troll speakin' cartoon/ 2 much lies, ya scrolls really confuse/
u beneath, i'm the "1 on top", like "Goalkeepin' costumes!"/

Your villagers dont wanna see u succeed. .they don curse for bro/ even your family too, so we see lies in all your stuff/
even your wife rides you every night. . . so you won't wont be the 1 on top/

You're a troll speakin' cartoon/ 2 much
lies, ya scrolls really confuse/
u beneath, i'm the "1 on top", like
"Goalkeepin' costumes!"/

Stop being dramatic, you hoe/ i'm fantastic you know/ DJ stands on his toes/ when i'm landing the blows/ & my nuccas in tottenham say he a bytch ''hating on me'' cos I keep ''jamming the foe''

Those pitiful bagga/ can't spit meaningful flyers/
2 bitches who ne'er writes the truth, Beautiful Liar/

Those puns are shabby/ plus your flow's dull n wacky/
you've lust it .... Too rusty ... Pack n don't come back at it/
before i let my AK spit, n this foe just can't parry/
when i spray 5naira like broke boiz at parties/

the kid wanna take his chance/ but he's frail & bland/
dont try to kick up the dust & go play with sand/

007Bruce:
the kid wanna take his chance/ but he's frail & bland/
dont try to kick up the dust & go play with sand/

you should be beaten and hang/
for claiming your tough and fit to stand/
quit hating on mr dj . .
broke boys like u could not spend 5NAIRA just to applease ur fans/

Yo! little bastard/ relay the riddle to yo feeble master/
lucifah's been ghostwriting for Bruce, & Dj'll meet his doom again once i introduce the EVILCHAPTER!

Blaa! Blaa! Blaa! Sheep have you any wool?//
Coz i need some to stuck in this empty headed fool..!!

i diss cray dawgs/ & kill majors/
i know you're wack, but your nick's convincing... what the phuck is ''illmayor''?

That up there, aint just funny/ quit rap! Go sell "ororo" ... You'll make "oil money"/ like an opec employee/
tho Your lines aint wack, they just bore me/