GIYAZZ:
And why are you here? You don't have a forum in your country?/

Kicks!

GIYAZZ:
I popped the dime/ like a lucky guy/

HEE HAA!

AKEAMINY:
even at ya best.... your til' strapped with disgusting verses//

You better start ya wish for a fairy miracle/ to help u able to write heavy syllable/
Rappin' for u is like pronouncin' ya own name backward, very difficult!/

Belly this lyricals/ u should've rested, bed ya saliva/
those 'lines' like an headless body brought to clinic, 'dead on arrival!'/

Ima known shrike/ that've blown mics/
As a sharp 'shooter', all these second in command will die holdin' a 'ball' when this drone 'strike!'/

Who this pleease/ pass me Uzi quick/
. . . to fire these wanted biters runnin' away with our ready made style ...“fuji~thieves!!”/

I leave enemies dissolved/ problems they already created, i've happily resolved/
I develop a “hole in my chest” for e'ery kill 'cos after i've fell my opponents, “my heart goes out” to the families involved/

Ya mentality is that of teens/ you think like a child, what I actually mean/
'pull out' ya spine, eye 'socket' ...now you're very 'disconnected' from reality like dreams!!!/

Last time yu saw me comin' down from a plane staircase/ u gawked makin' air waves/
What you own aint a studio, WHO gave you that should be locked in a warehouse/ u don't even 'port' well on the mic, did 'catarrh' block your 'airways!'/

Yall quacks are witless/ readin' scripts so far, all lacks the thickness/
Yall wasn't frontin', just buyin' & sellin' . . im Jet Li, the one back in business/

sosiqdude:
Diss at iceskidd
.
.
.
He is lame & soft..but i'm aiming his forehead with the sniper/ Riding his neck with the gear..lyrically turned my self a driver/
SosiQQ came from harsh toke city/ niggas like you don't f with me/cos I'm the nightmare beast that scared the black rack city/
The f00l tryna diss me with light bar!/ but would have throw him snub but insist to fight back/
...Lemme put the shame in you..let everybody make mockery of you/ cos the name iceskidd already mocked you/ just this single line already ffucked you/
So i'll be expecting ya miscarriage. Reply bars/ you brawl with jigsaw?? But he should have decline that/
you got low faithless level/ you mistake by dissing this reckless devil/ but I have no chance to send ya sinful soul to hell/ damn!!!!!!

Lol

obesemf:

smh, my family, really? im dropping facts, you've resorted to silly jokes

You tired already?

obesemf:

smh, my family, really? im dropping facts, you've resorted to silly jokes

You tired already?

Thank God its over! I was getting too many mentions. Liricyst did you...yea he did me but loves my ass...and all that. Nice lines though y'all. Obesemf just used this to warm up for the tourney

sinizia:











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lols oboi see bars na Ksslib Respect to u o.

u fall win that guy hands down last night o.

Ksslib:

There you go.....
..
My bars re ill, crude and brash/iam oliver queen.. these arrows make ya wound and crash/top of the foodchain.. My scripts brute and harsh/
but for top 20 list,we no see you.. top 50 sef, we still no see your brake-light ...Guy! you be 'flash?'/!!

✘

Freestyle✘

[darkrebel]

I eat foetuses, carcasses & the fleshy skins of midgets/ mephistopheles spitting phlegm.... at the crucifix of Jesus/
my diabolic renditions...will leave you superstitious/ a hellish grizzly creature...unfriendly, mean & ruthless/ even my hideous facial features...made Freddy Krueger fidget/
intelligence more cyclopean..than Greece, Rome & Venice/
cryogenically froze Aries ...after a heat stroke of genius/ known infamously for infamy...cos I severed every critic/ with witticism & lyricism...that was spat for 11 minutes/ I'm a grim & deadly mystique/ & my I.Q is a number.....with never-ending digits/
surely I'm churlish..vitriolic & irate/
entered the 7th heaven...& made a seraph doubt his faith/ bellwether, trendsetter, always flashing berrettas/
you'll see the grimy skies swept...when I'm flapping my feathers/
intergalactic Don Quixote.....coquetry toward Martians/ starting a chain of flirtations/ then impregnate every alien...via artificial insemination/
I romanced with bald women...in all the towns that I've been in/ & advanced life form....can be found in my s£men/ so relapse when you see me..& don't you mention my name/ or I alter your melanin..& change the complexion of the game/
I'm a west-african groit, a Nigerian invading/
a reincarnation of Mozart...& Chinua Achebe/
a self-centered bastard...that never thought of ya/ I'm thoroughly bored of ya/ & if I'm apologizing to ya..I'll pen an unapologetic apologia/ i'm no apologist..i'm a fighter & titan..with a theologian's soul/
slaying modern day Goliaths...with the philosopher's stone/
created algebraic formulas...to leave you faggits depleted/ a proficient mathematician..that's been grammatically gifted/ before the knight templar...& fraternities existed/ ✘

Freestyle... Tuesday

...i'v been tortured,gored and bodied/for this rap culture here,kinda a nobody/straightforward i'm testing my skill/cause they ain't potatoes... does that mean they lack appeals??





.......snipers on the roof/swat team on the move/taking down every isis members in the corners of iran/yemen,Afghanistan and ofcourse iraq/till a mindless drone took out their top general...confirmation of he's death is the news of the land!

....devilish words ya known to use/the püssy ass nigga always seems confuse/could use morpheme to murder.. till NL's headlines reads..smallest unit of English is now use as a weapon!

..you don't know my plans nigga.. you aint my architect/
get off the dicks...fist to fist... no need to argue here/
getting slayed...no remorse...getting ya knuckles up brat/
just wait till my upper sends you miles away... like you's a car with an old battery needed a jump start!

...back to being immortal....not human/
steady blazing this wackos and bruce em/
he getting what's coming to him..tho jes one of those i still respect/
9 be shooting...and he doesn't go down properly i'll add one more shot..he dies of 10!...like a premature death...
.....critics

Ksslib:

There you go.....
..
He ll know why iam called hitler..the most wicked and mean/why the book of revelations speaketh of me/
why iam the strictest on script/... defeating me is 'a goal he cant achieve' ... he's mikel obi/!!

My bars re ill, crude and brash/iam oliver queen.. these arrows make ya wound and crash/top of the foodchain.. My scripts brute and harsh/
but for top 20 list,we no see you.. top 50 sef, we still no see your brake-light ...Guy! you be 'flash?'/!!

in this bout,its you i gon surely cremate son/ your soul from body i gon surely liberate son/my goons ll storm your fam's house in an un-goldly invasion/
you ll watch ur siblings all 'drop down' dead.. do you now understand the 'gravity' of the situation?/!!

Aint started yet..but iam already roasting the gay like fella/r..i..p to obj's boo but she testifies my plays are steller/guy ,you no fit use me shine....you's plaugued by nepa/
my point is.. we dont see de value in ur spittings.. thats the 'current state of naira'/!!

And if he wants a beef over nothing/cos he gat a weapon or something/or he wearing a bullet proof vest hid under cotton/
.... yall gon call me gay cuz when i aim with a remotely controlled ak47.. dude gets undressed faster than the 'click of a button'/!!

This aint no bout.. Iam just flogging the wackest lad here/..so next time you visits nl, you'l respect the baddest glads there/ the cable go peel and pierce your back so bad like na spear/
... but since you no gree hear word... call am 'secret service' cos with the next whip.... wire go land for back of ya ear/!!

Iam surely taking him apart/a trained american sniper, iam aiming from afar/and the lead be like koboko cos when e pierce him spine..
... Lakhay go put 'two hand for back' .. He's a bittch taking off her bra/!!

Peeps scamper when this glad vexing/ i kill with that okaragbe swagger.. omo na blessing/ iam never afraid to ...trade... blows cos all na marketing/
.... so when this knock-out 'drops him in a box' ... you fit call am 'packaging'/!!

You aint fly nigga.. I slap and scold you/claimed he ll have me bodybagged and ovened/but when the chicken truly felt bars that hold doom/
the first punch tore his anus.. Cuz like breeze... When i blow.. Fowl nyash dey open/!!

Lakhay, after this bout, i ll always be around in your fears/yea!i scary like that... .evil thoughts keep lurking about in my head/
i murdered him in so many ways.. even i was aghast with my flair/
... This brawl should be named....'$20bn saga' .. for even Cbn ll 'struggle to give an accurate account' of his death/!!

....chisos!...that mikel obi line ....you creatively insane

[Center]PICK_THA_MIC[/center] [center]CYPHAR[/center] All my activitiez are opposite to ur, i partake, ya part-ache[b/] i dictake ya [b]dick-hate . 3 punches on ya chest, qives u pains more than heart-break i'm qivin u nt a "breathin-space" nw i'm done huntin-ya-lunq hit my barz on ya forehead qives u a "bleedin-face" nw ya speechless lyk i'v been cutin-ya-tonque. MicNeq is qana drill u kill u qet u swollen(dead) lyk i fill u,planin to defeat me his lyk castratin-a-dickless-dude lmfao ya filled of yaself meanwhile ya empty,no matter tha volume of ya barz i'd still be titratin-this-useless-dude ____ i dnt beat around tha bush, i'm hitin tha nail-on-ya-head , ya in an old forsaken canoe tryna cross tha sea to dopeness, buh u won't sail-til-ya-dead . . . . You'v beinq spittin shit itz hiqhtime i sealed ya rectum, my barz qat immortality, it cnt be destroyed lyk an atom,buh u qana fall off lyk tha leaves durin autumn...

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!

When vets were noobs.

dj5naira:


You better start ya wish for a fairy miracle/ to help u able to write heavy syllable/
Rappin' for u is like pronouncin' ya own name backward, very difficult!/

Belly this lyricals/ u should've rested, bed ya saliva/
those 'lines' like an headless body brought to clinic, 'dead on arrival!'/

Ima known shrike/ that've blown mics/
As a sharp 'shooter', all these second in command will die holdin' a 'ball' when this drone 'strike!'/

Who this pleease/ pass me Uzi quick/
. . . to fire these wanted biters runnin' away with our ready made style ...“fuji~thieves!!”/

I leave enemies dissolved/ problems they already created, i've happily resolved/
I develop a “hole in my chest” for e'ery kill 'cos after i've fell my opponents, “my heart goes out” to the families involved/

Ya mentality is that of teens/ you think like a child, what I actually mean/
'pull out' ya spine, eye 'socket' ...now you're very 'disconnected' from reality like dreams!!!/

Last time yu saw me comin' down from a plane staircase/ u gawked makin' air waves/
What you own aint a studio, WHO gave you that should be locked in a warehouse/ u don't even 'port' well on the mic, did 'catarrh' block your 'airways!'/

Yall quacks are witless/ readin' scripts so far, all lacks the thickness/
Yall wasn't frontin', just buyin' & sellin' . . im Jet Li, the one back in business/

. a broke dj..... poor and <sterile >………u can't <put-in-for-battles> 'cause u LACK THE BALLS//watch me annihilate u with glocks........... to CRACK YA GALLS//as bullet stunts on ya chest with a WHACK TO FALL//my stance a <heart-of-blackness>…………………so the know i ain't TREATING <FAIR> HERE//i <walk-glocks-wid-a-deadly-shadow>……………………so what this gay sees a THREAT OF HIS <NIGHT MARES//n' if u fuckin' make a <slip-0f-t0ngue>……u'll catch up a <slippery-sentence > for a <SLIGHT SAY//this goon's like tame dogs....'cause he ALL BARKS BUT NO BITE//I'll smite off ya head.......while you FALL BACK BY STRIKES//I'm a type that <SWALLOWS-CONSCIENCE > to <digest > a FELLOW'S POTENCE …………'Cause i won't ALLOW <PITEOUS-NESS> while I'll be BREAKING YA HEAD//ur wack …………and lacking behind...... but if u get farther than this.......then u must be TRECKING YA DEATH//

MicNeq:
[Center]PICK_THA_MIC[/center] [center]CYPHAR[/center] All my activitiez are opposite to ur, i partake, ya part-ache[b/] i dictake ya [b]dick-hate . 3 punches on ya chest, qives u pains more than heart-break i'm qivin u nt a "breathin-space" nw i'm done huntin-ya-lunq hit my barz on ya forehead qives u a "bleedin-face" nw ya speechless lyk i'v been cutin-ya-tonque. MicNeq is qana drill u kill u qet u swollen(dead) lyk i fill u,planin to defeat me his lyk castratin-a-dickless-dude lmfao ya filled of yaself meanwhile ya empty,no matter tha volume of ya barz i'd still be titratin-this-useless-dude ____ i dnt beat around tha bush, i'm hitin tha nail-on-ya-head , ya in an old forsaken canoe tryna cross tha sea to dopeness, buh u won't sail-til-ya-dead . . . . You'v beinq spittin shit itz hiqhtime i sealed ya rectum, my barz qat immortality, it cnt be destroyed lyk an atom,buh u qana fall off lyk tha leaves durin autumn...

welcome #Mic-L……………………i'm #!LL-mortal..

AKEAMINY:
welcome #Mic-L……………………i'm #!LL-mortal..

jordan?

I convey a rather peculiar lesson/ for future essence/
old, blurred wordies what u Russians 'explode' in the past, now Nintendo gamers wanna endorse thee, they know I supply 'nu, clear Wii~puns!'/

My beats don't agree to y'all bleeps & lago/ said those talks long ago/
Ya girl is ugly, got the face of The Thing, u remember Fantastic Four? that dude with more "rocks" than "Aso!!"/

I say this starin' at your iris/ I could use Senate event and still produce a fly diss/
e toyn!!! Just cos u damaged a PC yu wanna kill urself oya weep, mourn, cry sis/

Sorry Anuku, your a cursed Hank/ ur b.itch the reason ur flows placed among the worst rank/
She let's me enter, deposit n withdraw at will, her poossy is where I first bank/

You don't need to worry/ i'll always be totin' the dough heavy/
That i'm old here doesn't limit my performance, am not Buhari/

El Matador/ on the pitch of play, that's we speakin' Supa Strikas vernacular/
Aint no 'diplomat', u jes gotta love the lines this guy crafts men, I think 'im bar Sadore!'/

My gestures what every figure mimic though/ they lovin' this tricksters' disney show/
Unopposed chairman in this government forum, Mr. Mimiko/

I torture u bugs/ with gorgeous words/
I spit n win the heart of your fans, u spat n left the “streets wet” ...“Georgia floods!!”/

Let's live the dumb actor alone, that Alinco have no say/ with stanza shorter than Mario Gotze/
All the bullet u fire are borrowed, don't have money to "buy arsenal", you're "Aliko Dangote!!"/

Zero over zero if im to calculate all he sways/ the rats an ignoramus/
Ya multies a 'mess', that gas outta ma a.nus/

Let that whinin' mason/ know changin' name won't make u bats famous/
Its obvious half of his brain was stolen 'cos 'ill mortal' is an acronym for 'a dyin' patient!'/

80 A.D ...his writings ancient/ feeble & not encompassing/
A look at his verse n u'd know the space bar on his keyboard is malfunctioning/

I'd have u beleagured til u start fumbling/ YOU gettin' furled was bound to happen/
Shoulda continue ya super sport on 2go 'cos wackos like yu shouldn't be deported to FFR, the world of champions/

AKEAMINY:
. a broke dj..... poor and <sterile >………u can't <put-in-for-battles> 'cause u LACK THE BALLS//
this goon's like tame dogs....'cause he ALL BARKS BUT NO BITE//

GIYAZZ:
You tired already?

You truly young,and I admire ya......ur penmanship dope....wat I can't do,u delivery like if am breathing air....wish u in the south! tho

if u nor blow eh,me go vex with u.

obainojazz:
jordan?

no

dj5naira:

Sorry Anuku, your a cursed Hank/ ur b.itch the reason ur flows placed among the worst rank/
She let's me enter, deposit n withdraw at will, her poossy is where I first bank/

I've been constant here for two weeks now and you're the best freestyler I've seen currently. Your bars and wordplays are too sick. Makes me wonder why you don't battle.

sinizia:




I've been constant here for two weeks now and you're the best freestyler I've seen currently. Your bars and wordplays are too sick. Makes me wonder why you don't battle.

I suggest u battle him...

sosiqdude:

I suggest u battle him...

With my rookie bars?

sosiqdude:

I suggest u battle him...

With my rookie bars?

Dj5naira is d future. Dude been dropping freestyle almost every minute like say na copy and paste.

Dope Dope lines for tha matter

desmondDessi:

You truly young,and I admire ya......ur penmanship dope....wat I can't do,u delivery like if am breathing air....wish u in the south! tho

if u nor blow eh,me go vex with u.

Thanks man. I appreciate.

GIYAZZ:
You replied that diss?

See now I'm ffucking pissed!/ it's high time I killed this bbitch and stop this sshit/
Hit you with personals and some funny schemes/
Then expose your @ss and let the public see!/
You've been on here acting like a cûnt since/
Acting like a whóre who commited adultery/
But I wanna ask, why are Ghanaians so dumb pls?/
And why are you here? You don't have a forum in your country?/
That sshit's ffucked up, cos y'all act like you got the richer dudes/
But we all know Ghanaians are poor and they quick to do illegal moves/
They all suffer to live like Congo niggars do/
And that's quite disappointing bro, cos how the hell nobody from the GOLD coast was born with a SILVER spoon?/
You a sttupid nigga! Reason I'm taking this personal/
Imma stop tryna cover you up, and expose your personals!/
Did I tell y'all how I visited him in Ghana so we could turn up one night?/
Instead I met his big sis and truely the dutch was fine/
She was like Obese ain't around but you can come inside/
He went to buy something, and he will be back from the mall in five/
So I came in and sat in the couch beside/ her, while we was watching a WWE female boring fight/
After some seconds, the whóre was like/
Are you G'IYAZ that Nairaland funny guy?/
Wey Obesemf my little bro dey hype?/
I chuckled, and she was like woah, he's right/
You so handsome, and you could make a girl see stars on broad-daylight/
I said thanks, and complimented the dumb bbitch like/
You fine too and you got a fat àss, it's even fatter than your bro. . . She smiled/
And asked, I see you like my àss? You wanna touch it ryt?/
I sighed, and replied, if you don't mind bbitch, I wanna fùck it, chai/
She jumped on me, grabbed my díck and sùcked it twice/
I bend her over, grabbed her áss and pushed my cóck inside/
I popped the dime/ like a lucky guy/
Till Obese came back and caught us fúcking, kai!/
With the furry all up in his fúcking eyes/
I thought he was gonna pick a weapon, something like a gun, stick, knife?/
Or maybe use his fist and we prolly fight/
But guess what he said after all these hypes?/
He said; Giyazz, I'm disappointed, I thought you's the GOAT
why you come dey fùck my sister DOGGYstylé?/

Laughing my fucking ass out

dj5naira:
I convey a rather peculiar lesson/ for future essence/
old, blurred wordies what u Russians 'explode' in the past, now Nintendo gamers wanna endorse thee, they know I supply 'nu, clear Wii~puns!'/

My beats don't agree to y'all bleeps & lago/ said those talks long ago/
Ya girl is ugly, got the face of The Thing, u remember Fantastic Four? that dude with more "rocks" than "Aso!!"/

I say this starin' at your iris/ I could use Senate event and still produce a fly diss/
e toyn!!! Just cos u damaged a PC yu wanna kill urself oya weep, mourn, cry sis/

Sorry Anuku, your a cursed Hank/ ur b.itch the reason ur flows placed among the worst rank/
She let's me enter, deposit n withdraw at will, her poossy is where I first bank/

You don't need to worry/ i'll always be totin' the dough heavy/
That i'm old here doesn't limit my performance, am not Buhari/

El Matador/ on the pitch of play, that's we speakin' Supa Strikas vernacular/
Aint no 'diplomat', u jes gotta love the lines this guy crafts men, I think 'im bar Sadore!'/

My gestures what every figure mimic though/ they lovin' this tricksters' disney show/
Unopposed chairman in this government forum, Mr. Mimiko/

I torture u bugs/ with gorgeous words/
I spit n win the heart of your fans, u spat n left the “streets wet” ...“Georgia floods!!”/

Let's live the dumb actor alone, that Alinco have no say/ with stanza shorter than Mario Gotze/
All the bullet u fire are borrowed, don't have money to "buy arsenal", you're "Aliko Dangote!!"/

Zero over zero if im to calculate all he sways/ the rats an ignoramus/
Ya multies a 'mess', that gas outta ma a.nus/

Let that whinin' mason/ know changin' name won't make u bats famous/
Its obvious half of his brain was stolen 'cos 'ill mortal' is an acronym for 'a dyin' patient!'/

80 A.D ...his writings ancient/ feeble & not encompassing/
A look at his verse n u'd know the space bar on his keyboard is malfunctioning/

I'd have u beleagured til u start fumbling/ YOU gettin' furled was bound to happen/
Shoulda continue ya super sport on 2go 'cos wackos like yu shouldn't be deported to FFR, the world of champions/

. Djnaira....a pun.k a$$...i'ma leave u more fu.cked up than a puss.y LIFE//wreck u with <shots> so u'll get a vivid <picture> of what death looks LIKE//i roll with ocean liners.... ur little SHIP SINKS//u can't Bleep with mine.... so u <hold to ur own> 'cause ya PRI.CK STINKS//u ain't no thug... and if u handle <males>[mails] ...then it must be when u CLINK LINKS//since this ga.y ain't fitting services.... so his <a$$-leaves-out-0f-value> with <DIC.K-COUNTS[DISCOUNTS]…………my spit flows drowns u 'cause loose lips SINKS SHIP//fit knuckles to ya jaw.....and <drive-u-up-the-wall> like GRIPPED PIPES//eat by the taste of ya <bread> and <use-ur-loaf> or u get RIPPED, DYKE!!....//I'll dangle u the truth and MAKE U HANG WITH THIS FACTS//'cause u only make <hits> when i strap cannons on u...to STAKE UR BANGS ON TRACKS//quit hardcore....'cause u lack the <heart> like AXE POUNCED ON YA CHEST//I'll beat u with no breathing space.... as WRECKS ONCE ON YA NECK//and if u claim a <baller>……… I'll make u <kick-stones> as ya <death-penalty>…… u TODDLER!!//only when u'd gain stay this punches as a <boxer> is when u <fit-into-a-pair-of-underpants> like the 57 pant record HOLDERS//I'm KNOWN TO HIT FINE MODELS....while my goons gets this CLOWN SPLIT WITH WINE BOTTLES//are difference is apparent..I'm RICH WITH DIMES while he gets STITCH WITH NINES//u imitate styles..'cause u'er no good product of ya'self like sossick.. u SNITCH IN PAIN//our battle is a bonus blow like flipping ya ga.y's mate ass...u were a minor when I've been WRESTLING COBRAS//u ain't no fighter neither a thug......so if u ever talk of <drawing-nines>………then it's just a reference with <PENCILING NUMBERS//i spit basics... ironically it's acidic when it HITS U//I <hold-court-of-conviction>………what i SPIT SUES//i'ma bring u hell if u don't REPENT.... SLASH U LIKE CORN BREADS//rip ya throat in no RELENT..... SMASH U WITH GUN RAIDS//BRANDISH MY STRAP BACK ON THIS LAME//spilt gats... as bullets TARNISH WITH SLAPS, HARD ON HIS BRAIN//

^ your material is hard to read

<baller>……… I'll make u <kick- stones> as ya <death-penalty>
cold

.

moving through these Gees with these frees
stay blessed like Warriblood, you see how he dey sneeze?
stack up Gees and leave my niggas pleased,
kick em when they tell lies. i make em flee
with glee, i hand the DJ 5 naira and let him put my song on blast,
apart from sex, u never hear of me coming last
i pen bars, the reason my booth is a prison,
i got the mic locked up, punchlines beat it up like an act of treason
traded bars with Giyazz, i deserve more money in my coffers
take Seun hostage till Lalaasticlala makes better offers,
every battle thread on front page, gimme head from ishilove
i stay iced, drop cold flows mo biiitches love
Flow for rank died, DJ5naira gave it another breathe of life,
enter the chatroom, scare the Gees with a knife
smoke trees with Jreyez, till we have forests gone
throw stones when Thesonofmark and Unibenstudent make gay porrrn
get into fights with Classylabolas get beaten with massive English
what dey rhyme with English sef