Bars:






Wetin con do ur own keypad ??wey u knw fit ask

Bars:



Smh aw many tyme wuld I whup ya silly ass

Bars:



Smh..4 u kid sha/ afta bodybaggn u on f.b, wacktard lyk u still get mawt bah ?
Anyway u aint at fault stupid hallot

Bars:




Scars s.s.s ? Smh

Bars:
SCAR so u are rAidas junior? Omo tfu

barmmy:
sorry Ruka

barmmy:
call him Rookiat or rookayat..

barmmy:

ok we fight after carter.. Start writing

barmmy:

hehe.. How old are you?
Joy/toy/foy/boy/troy - back/wack/crack/trap/attack.. 1syllabic rhyme and you're calling someone wack. God is watching you

krayCeejay:
#KRAY' ON THIS

Your eyes sore? You read to many stale shits/
I'm straight to the point reason my nail hits/
You dry and wilted. . . Like an abandoned rose
Yo yo this guys's nat gifted/
But me? Recently I've been setting records. . . Strangling Gees with Threatening rare cords/
Cracking peeps with ma Blistering dread thugs/
We good with the Macs n' Techs. .
Blasting wacks n vets/
You could only do good being a domestic vet/
Take care of 'puppies' cos you can't handly tough dawgs/
You just a 'sandwich' that's if peeps tell you, you a hot dawg/
[Hotdog]
Stop feeling pompous/
You fido dido you can't get hot cos/
Inside a 'Fridge' is where you Chill in [chilling]
Lyrically I'm sickening/ . . Rappers are 'pinocchio' the wooden boys I'm splitting/
Got my axe sharpened . . Come get chopped by this Jason/
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Give you 'hell' like tony mootula. .suck you dry cos' I'm really dracula/
Hipe you get the imagery. . I'm beastly, ma nigga/



#KRAY

sosiqdude:
Mehn...this thread is getting more hot and hotter...someone should diss me...and imma sent your soul to ffucking hell bitch...

Going crazy of punches now...mehn..
rap battle is damn back to it's state...happy mehn!!

GIyazz
Iamaromalaren
Teddybiyisa
Richommie
Testerfuze

Limerick:

Ohh ma'am! I'm so scared. Wait a minute Old man, who are you to just get bored one night and start preaching to me about manners? Go shower ur daughter with all that sermon first. Where were you when that bastard was..........
Naah! Phuck that
what are u? An Idol, an oracle, or perhaps, a chiefpriest and all dat shiit. Of course, I see no reason I should kneel before you like every other dawg here and start giving an explanation to my behaviour.

"How dare I bring a stoopid 3 year old girl who lost her life into my yarns?"

how dare you pokenose into a matter that was in no way related to you. Or rather, start dictating what I should post and what I shouldnt on Nairaland. You can as well censor those words of mine, tough guy.

Oh Can I talk? Incase you dont know, I dont give a flying ffuck about what I say to get to an individual.

Respect maself.. U respect urself first. Buh if yu cant, then you a FirstClassBitch! You naaam saying? a 'FIRSTCLASSBITCH' ^_^

Limerick:

*yawns* This is even wacker than ur dead little sister!

007Bruce:
The handwork of a fool... Your last line was a dumb impression/poor construction, so its only right i teach S TD like venereology lesson/

007Bruce: cartoon theme song inspire you?/
wtf!!! I say you should deactivate this moniker and retire, fool!!

Iceskidd: Eyah @messhit and argentina, scarz how many minutes did it take u to write dat verse #IApologizeForDerailing

PaulThor: Whats all dese magics in here... Telling paper is heavier dan rock?? its enough... Mikuz ur gud.. I read ur lines and is wonderful... People point out weak bars in urs but end up not seeing even dia worst ones.... I cannot support evil in hia.. Calling black white is not of my talents..... Insults aint punchlines... trolling aint punchlines... Bullying aint punchlines.. Replying everyone hu does not agree with you aint punchlines..... Figuring only weakness of opponents and critically untoticing dia strength aint punchlines... All dese is turning to politics... Not raps and punchlines.....

ELYMAXiimus:

another suffocating verse...
Bro, space ya lines.

Limerick: Thrown Upon us are Orders tha barely begun/
Since we picked up the pace and we prolly rerun/
Phoenix be Spraying with Guns/
Our Outstanding measures has taken the Law/
And we known to be Lions. . . . . So you all Kats. . . .opposing the order are Getting Devoured/
Step in a bout with thee. . . . .You'd never return/
Then we belittled stars and Succesful was attempt to Outshine the sun/
Tha was Outrightly Wrong?/Nigger, find one corner Sharply Siddon/
Its not magic when we make your heart jump out. . . .Like Trailer drivers. . . .unexpectedly honking the horns/
Truth is, we dont mingle with gods/
We are gods on our own. . . .but we supercede them. . .cos right from their ashes, Our Clans are Reborn/
We known to trade around puns/
Even when the hates and fans come/
We still let the haters have fun/
Before beating them with one hand. . . .then drag them back with second hand. . .and 'Give them a Part' with Blades and HackSaws/
We Craved and had blood/
You Crack Codes. . . .we break and crack Skulls/
We enslave ya actors/
and petty emcees who Fake and Act tough/
With Death Order. . . . .we Lay and hang Corpse/
and kill a thousand merely by placing a gun up. . . .So we aint 'announcing good grades'. . .when we say 'we raised tha Macs Up'/
Now thats a weapon play/
We only, come advanced. . . .with a Venom Slay/
In other News. . . .I meant other niggs only come with an 'advanced' stuff. . . .when they prolly planning a 'Second Pay!!'/
I get bragging dawgs skinned/
When I disjoint their Limbs/
and would be a melodious demise. . . .when I hit a Guitar on their Cords. . .herefore having them Stringed!!/
You wont discover our breeds/
Buh its like its mass comm we'll read?/ Hell No. . .we were readily Born to 'Lead!'/
And with the Living record of our memory/
We Come against death and all oblivious enmity/
We set the pace and Spat the finish Line/The Lyrics fine. . ./
Niggas dropping verses, claiming the Illy Clans/
But the real 'bomb' should show up, the moment I'm Spitting 'Mine!'/
we heavily coming up/and you see the Enemies falling off/
as Thor, Kr0ne, Wills, Twistar and myself be Steadily dropping Bombs/
And we Starting to finish/Losing or winning/
Cos writing rhymes to us is like Popeye to Spinach /
We the Spitting Image/
You could as well have your Critics Given/
But Our 'Verbal Camp is Vivid'. . . .I told you we the 'Spitting Image'!!/
On daily basis, Our Order begot the Sickest Bouts/
Tho we got different glads/
But it doesnt changes shiit. . .Our flows still 'beers the same' order. . . .like 'Guiness, Stout'/
And you assume you Iller than us, cuz when you dropping. . .Children Claps?/
to me, you the Cheapest touts/
and we taking out these midgets, faggs/
immediately we come in with Swords and have em into 'two equal parts!!'. . . .like 'Semesters!!'/
So Pray you obtain mercy/
Cuz in nature, these guys are Chikeny an Birdie/
But if you aint learnt ya Lessons/
then quickly get into a Van for an Escape Jorney/
For some time I've been Blood Thirsty/so if Care isnt duely taken/
I could still get you killed. . .Once I 'come after the Van' . . .and I aint referencing Persie /
an army of hades arranged, battalions/
but I made that Courage Stayed and harboured/
I'm never gonna quit till I face my challenge/
So I used their mathematics, Just to 'average my gallons'!!/
while Hommies keeping malice/we toiled for results and we took no chances/
as everything seemed lost, leaving only Silence/
Savage end, made the food chain balanced/
Ask Paul thor, we Releasing Thunder/
Our Signature Covered in Blood. . .thats Strictly Murder/
And we may Have Crashes, fights and all. . . .but one thing keeps us Going. . . . . .Tha Phoenix Order!!/


-ThaPhoenix-

willsofsteel: I Rep tha Phoenix Order, we spit like ur Daddies. Nd Bring tha Murder, Little Lads on Typin skills, but we Use middle Parts to Hype and kIll....soo baad, Like mad Apes they Lack the Heart to Beat around the Bush/i see dem Mumor, to Hell dia Flesh we PuSh... Willsofsteel is Here...

ckushy: Suit yourself then.. Lets see who you gone chat with.

ckushy: Hello sir, no chatting pls, you just flow for rank