shawnfamous:
It common to calabar girls, they polute in the presence of their boyfriends!

Testerfuze:


Mehn!...nigga you good

firstEVA:
You are not new, it's just a new moniker. Welcome again sha

kr0ne:

Eediot!!! That's exactly what u said last time I spoke with u on phone. Get lost, u despicable fool! I KNOW WHO YOU ARE!







And keep running....never come back!

kr0ne:
I saw a nick like 'Aadt'. Smh. This SDC2 guy is a ghost true true, liking his own verse

kr0ne:
Ibime is a native name and should be pronounced 'E-be-may', not 'E-baim-e'

kr0ne:
Ibime is a native name and should be pronounced 'E-be-may', not 'E-baim-e'

ELYMAXiimus:
Elymax is wack ... So what nigga?/
ur mentor's back ... Suck him ... Go on nigga/ aint dragging him with you, i'm so not eager/
ain't here to brag .... But i'm a grown up nigga/
if we got in a bout, you'll get smoked, than a rolled up cigar/
wadup sadist? Why let ur cold tongue linger?/ me a newbie, nd you a whole old cum licker/
that nigga blaq, but his d1ck white. roll on, wigga/
who's you, lime? A broke lost geeker?/ who don't luv spinsters/
you got a bachelors degree, cos your d1ck close up misters/
why show u're bitter?/ gossiping to bones like a local ifa/
i'ont give a middle n a bold thumb finger/
so far, i've kept clean record, i'm no pun stealer/ no biting scandal, no loss, nigga/
but you're a mess, u're the air ma @ss blows off, nigga/
so me n you, who's wack?/ who's speaking the true fact?/ me n you, really, who could rap?/
you go on phoenix to spew crap/ who's the b1tch here?/ you are, if we should be sincere/
you's just a pu.ssy with fear/
i should just cross over you, like 31st night, when i cruised to this year/

keystyling, i leave fools in despair/
shityaz should shut up n put the disses in bars/ he does some wack audio, now he believing he's razz?/ hehe, son, you gon get delivered with slaps/
heard you went to the village for bars?/
but ur lines still werent charming, after being written with jazz/




max

Rapmoney:


If una wan exchange pleasantries, make una go open shout-out threads!

clevvermind:
U people should welcome me. I'm new here too. Let it start pouring in now.

Rapmoney:


Yea, and they do all these things to impress girls who they don't even know are secretly love-starved!

Rapmoney:


Don't tell me you are among them?

mirexxx:
welcm newbie

ChubbyT:
welkum

Rapmoney:

Left alone, most of these ladies are love-starved but mugu guys go just make dem dey form rabbish.

PaulThor:


How much did you pay.... Getting Attention is not free you know....

GIYAZZ:
Diss @ Iceskidd again!
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Step up ya game nigga, quit disgracing your name ahh!/
With short verses allos with ya IQ and your lame @ss/
You ain't d0pe, roger that and remember/
Lyrically we ain't mates... Your style ffuckin stale... 25th, niggas here be uniting to gulp bottles... But we skippin' ya wack @ss... Cos even in Christmas.. we can't drink in The same bar!/
Plus all you spit is lame/ we.. h0rny men here and you's a pretty dame/
That's why you gittin' raped/
Every battle you copped they beating you/
Your only win was with a fake gangsta that pitied you/
But you still talk trash/ Actin' hard and all that/
Disrepecting the culture.. with ya corny clothes and odd yarns/
A rapper rockin' skinny jeans colored pink and sapphire/
Fashion brouhaha, sometimes I tire for your attire/
Heard some wack SDC2 nigga dissed kid and you ducked.. sstupid fool/
You see Ghosts and get scared like Scooby doo/
Blabbin in the chatroom 'bout how you could beat him? bbitch shut the ffuck up already and ffuckin' do the do!!/
It's due... you get kicked out' here/
Cos when the facebook vs Nairaland beef pops.. you gon' be a prey out there/
See, it's obvious you's a weak link/
Limerick beat Krizz, but see how the same nigga killed ya in a twink nig?/
Haha! Replying this, is like when you pull ya pants/
to get ffucked... Imma crush you real quick.. I'm a Titan you's like a Sugar ant/
You could duck and talk trash, but niggas will boo ya rants/
This ain't no diss boys, I'm just flippin my meal. . . I'm having a chilled coke and Iceskidd for lunch this cold afternoon cos I'm cool like that!/
Whoolalah! Lemme choke you in Igbo/
Muna gi i nuogu dika ebe'm na kwa iko/
Mana onwere ike ime maka idiro sick tho/
Plus all ya bars di wack... So umazi ibe gi ka onato ka piko!/
Biko... noro your lane nwamkpi/ Before em mee gi Ita kan kri/
I na asi na my lines adiro sharp... Like my teeth onwere gaps... Mana muwa suo one ina pianti!/ bbitch!!
Waka! Shakura ubanka!/ you can hate and die poor like your father/
Hug transformer or swallow a bottle canter/ but it can never be changed say like Ace.. G'iyaz is your Master!!/
18 and you can't script to save your life/
Sucking Ibime's ddick everyday, dude better pay your bride/ price...
Or better still, both o' you can go to hell/
your romance is enough to ban ya homo @ss.. bis pound you hard... you 'cum and go mad'... Ikpontu oku! No be wetin man go tell/ chai!
Nothing you script can best this/ bring your sickest diss/ you facing lyrical medic/
. . .I'd still punch-tour your face/
heard you're african and proud.. Diss me back and imma give you a black eye so you'd correctly rep' your race!!!

bbitch!!!

Darkrebel:


I know who you are dude...only one person writes like this here..why create a fake account...lose your self esteem or you wanna be naughty?

Deadshotz:
Where's vhat sdc guy? Typinq thouqh

Ibime:
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I'm giant and tall/ Sharp shooter. . . I could hit a fly on the wall/
When these guns clapping. . .they bring the roof down. . . like Silas and Paul!/
Max best not call my name. . . unless he trying to fall/
I will literally nail his pupils to a bladder. . . so he can keep his eye on the ball!/
Prince my dawg. . . lemme say it again/ I take him as kin/
I won every category. . .but his punches were ahead. . . so I gave him the win/
Niggas gave Krone the W. . . cos they hating the King/
but any clown who claim he won on punches. . . will get grazed on the chin/
So if Max run his lip, he'll be heartlessly slaughtered/ when I carve him in quarters/
If he think we in the same boat. . . I'll have him 'jumping ship'. . . even if there's sharks in the water/
We ain't mates. . . I'm leisurely with flows and rhymes/ I make dough and shine/
Been busy buying another house. . . so fück if my battles didn't blow your mind/
In a week, I'm going back to Cuba/ Eating Camarones while you munching on cassava tubers/
So if he call my name, I'ma smack the junior/ cos even niggas from Winners Chapel know Max a loser/
I spill rotten flames/ Could pay your pops salary 10 times. . . yet you still dropping names/
I even make 'cash on my sickbed'. . . . that's 'ill gotten gains'!!/
while you scratch and borrow/ trapped in sorrow/ writing raps that's hollow/
First you'll get stabbed with bottles. . . then like 'good role models'. . . I got hard axe to follow!!/
Max is an irrelevant dude/ he ain't my level. . . let's tell him the truth/
I flatten your house like SCOAN. . . if I'm tryna 'level with you'!/
If he believe his fake hype/ I'll scare his living daylights . . .then beat him till the daylight/
In the morning, witnesses reported that he fell from a great height!/
This 'shark' doesn't play nice/ I'm Napoleon and Alexander to this gày dýke/
No need to mention Malcolm and Martin . . . he already scared of the 'Great Whites'!/
He'll take flight!/ . . .cos I'll have him quaking in his boots!/
I uproot Max, dust him down. . . and shake him to his roots!/
every punch hurts cos what I'm saying is the truth/
Years from now. . .he'll tell stories like Mallam Ilya. . . about the beatings Bis gave him in his youth!/



oNe

ELYMAXiimus:

you're trying. But don't get ahead of yourself...
Nd who told you hypes are more than actual skills here?

mikuz:
SDc I ll love to read more of your rhymes.
Chai!!

goshikid:
attention seeker....must be lonely in your farmer life/and you would'nt still get your grammer tight/....even if u spelt weed on your scramble...you so far from jackson high/.....cuz he's a straight dynamite/....mecury couldnt resist him...he's so heated in more farenhient/....beating drugs in a gallant fight/....or with straight jab of marshal art/..,..
and great punch that tear them eyes/....
but you see him morcking bruce.....
wasting his megabyte/
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chasing the nigga far/....wit stone on a nearby land/....a throw wil crush the ant/....or blow wil morcked his fan/...bruce you better stand/...cuz im here to make them grands/...and after jackson embarras bruce...ima shake their hands/....thought because his tittle had something to do with the pig... that you guys would spread faster than swine flu/....or jackson would tear through a scare crew/....sh1t thats a waste poo/...
you guys should settle this score/....we all players.....just call yourself out and blast sum balls/...cuz the sh1t we grip spit crazy/....stop the trash dudes...stop been lazy/....or i might get a drink and throw it all over your faces/...for sp1ting trashes of lukewarm/....or i might get a sword and start tearing out ur tooth gum/....crushing them like a piece of earth worm/...cuz you aint raping dude....you only killing fun/....claiming you'r fealing strong/.....even heywizy can chase y'al with broken stones/...or tackle your punches by chewing bones/....
mikuz should create a thread for this two kids/...who's sp1ting sh1t for two weeks/ claiming they full with/jab that cause heat/...or might that throw hit/....badder than that of lil kesh/...
cuz its for sure fuckyouhard wil take the win.....breaking bruce lee like biscult/

Gladyys:

Y do I get d feelin you just learnt dat phrase......attention seeker,you shld b richard..

fuckyouhard:


rap is my outlet...>>>>


my punches real/ .....u'd think am ogun once they hit/....coz am writin solid drops to knock out this dyke/....while u can't hurt me with ur doubtful strike/ ...so ret.arded... yo wits are dead/ cos u....a ghost...no impact felt/..so why post for a score/ when u not showin, wh.ore!/ ....send u back to yo folks in the morgue/ when i cart u out ...like am leavin the grocery store!/ ..stop testin me, kid/ or u'll be met with defeat/..clearly dismissed/ 6 ft underground..restin in peace!/ ...... if we go on neutral grounds, i'd punch u white and black/ coz our difference is purely light and dark/ a sage? u nothin like that, bra!/....cos i cud flip ur words back and crush u like an ant!!/ ....am ahead... so with the multitudes u drop/ u still can't possibly meet up/..coz am a positive victor/...and ur passin will be honored with liquor!!/ ..undead ....forkin get a grip/ no one bothers with ur scripts/ honest....u a wimp!/ phoney...ain't got ya time/ unless am hopin for a further crimes/ attention seeker......must be lonely in ya former life/