* i got fresh "Peppers''...but like 'Movie reviews'.....you eat "Rotten Tomatoes''/

Am an Alpha predator...you a cub in the game/ and am called Michael...by my lovers and dames/
Ask "Mariah Carey" ...she ll' tell you
Shawarma...is my ffucking "Nick-Name" / - Darkrebel


* Getting enuff o' those cheddahs/
I dey make my doe'.... Una dey 'Carry Lime for head' like Agbo
Sellers!! - Limerick

* I show up wit a glock in your class plus two bouncers blocking the path/ and wen the baretta cocks. . . shaakuurh!!. . . it sounds like I'm calling 2pac! - ThePrekky

* My rhymes are feared/geared with sick bars tha fly ya heads/....ts no surprise all over,ma lines are heard/
cos d way i 'distance' masef..late Munroe could testify yall dnt see my breaklight.. i'm 'Myles' ahead/!! - Ksslib

* 2months ago, I was supposed to die on the tenth/but here I am,alive with the vets/doing cypher on net/
Cos 5months ago . . i took a journey into the future . . and extended the time of my death/
So while you niggas fight for your health/..I ain't worried about life,but my wealth/

my teams hardest/but its all vets in this week's bar fest/
So 'shallow brained' nuccas will 'plunge in at the deep end' . . for thinking we cheap targets/
Stopping us seems farfetched/ - Emaprince

* he speaks 'action words' this 'Pro -Verb'/ you never
hear this 'Pro -ducked with an agric moment//..nigs 'rioting'
my script are hard,they can't take this 'Pro -Test/ wanna be
FLY like this Pro ? Check the poll first/ or get ya
practical-money into this 'Pro -Jet// - Guykhena

* i've battled ill blokes/ strangled sick folks/ yet y'all argue to know who's cracking with coke?/
you know who's bars bring the smoke/ cos when i'm done writing, you like, damn! 'Man you script' d0pe// - Elymaxiimus

* n rap culture africans divine..../.... some wack vultures think they're magical with rhyme.../...but in this cipher it's damn obvious they'll lack behind.....
....once I start spitting rich bars which cost an arm & a leg so blame me not if their verse looks handicapped to mine! - Teddybiyasi

Joshuabase:


Me sef I've never seen more biased verdicts in my entire life

Smh

LooNat11kk:


Smh

Lol wetin?

u niggas still repping what we started, unbelievable! keep it going

007Bruce:
Pastor bruce delivers when he rhymes in the booth/ dark wack and satanic, his lines we rebuke/ & if we fight he'll lose/that's the gospel truth, but you defy it, you fool!/ you're like steven wonder to a preacher - you're blind to the truth!!

BARS!!!

damn!

ELYMAXiimus:

damn!

Loool

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Ibime's plasma screen line tho......

The guy will do well as a serial killer...d way he describes how he would kill... I'm yet to see on criminal minds

Lolol.

Darkrebel is more of a f@g.../....I'm sure is
stupidity killed his dad.../...no paper proof so
I'm not saying more than that...!
but his sister boobs are the reason chinua
Achebe wrote things fall apart
dude, stop fighting kungfu...../-Teddybiyasi

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Kudos to Darkrebel for opening this thread, lmao mehn so many funny punches

gottoboy:
I'm beastly & brute like grizzly baboons/ none can touch d seat which I rule/ for they confer me 'The Lion', King! . .while he's more of a 'ratatouille'. . than Disney cartoons!/ *rat at will* ThaPrekky

ddope

Before battling, you best sign this short disclaimer/ before me
and my lawyers break your will . . . in our torture chambers / My
wealth got mental problems . . . that’s mad money . . . so I'm
balling major!/ while Krone goes begging 'hat in hand'. . . cos
thís 'fool's cap' . . . is short of paper !/--Ibime
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I’m all willing to strike hard/ he should be ready to fight back/
but this ain’t really your knights clash/
I’m an 'unshielded' ogre, feeding off my catch/ and no matter
how ‘bis kits’ himself . . . he’ll be eaten up like snacks!/--Krone
.
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. . for refusing to retire, this hommie should die quick/ and if
you hope to be like him/ you prolly gullible minded. . .coz only
fools hype Bis/
but when dopey goons sight him/ they ‘shake heads and snap
fingers’ like Nollywood crime scene!--krone

Real G’s already calculated. . . that love don’t cost a penny/
Claim you chasing money over püssy. . . . like it’s bought
with levy/
but begging for recharge card on FFR. . . shows your pockets
empty/ cos Ema don’t prosper. . . . like weapons formed
against me !!/__Ibime
.
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.Coog and 3 made some deadly advances/ that weakened
him and exposed his flaws,now I'm aiming his lapses/
Cos while they were getting him pummeled,I was digging a
'6ft' for bis . . Now its time to 'bury my chances'/--emaprince
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I get riches in tons/ girls die for the prince..with they @ss
breath ceasing and plump/
There's nothing to 'write home' about bis . . But I'll make
sure the news of his death reaches his mom/--emaprince
.
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Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Ibime's on his last breath, cos he's the gay to die next .
I put a 'lip-gloss' on his head so i can 'make up' his mind.
Leave his blood stains on the wall after i break up his spine.
Put a noose on your neck, shrill noises like the sound of a pest
Watch you lose your breath as i smoke a pound of the cess.
Nobody respects your text, they are all expecting ur death.
Voters already know you get 'pissed on', like a strip for
pregnancy test.--Sauron
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I commit crimes and escape harmed-less/leaving niggas face
bandaged/
But this time,dirtying my palms with your blood...is the reason
I'll be caught 'red handed'/__lmao
emaprince.
.
.

.In every verse 'he-brews' .... David wack die!/ I'll have him bed
ridden and make him lack sights/
so I tell 'WILL'..I am' here to shoot ‘peas’ directly at his face . .
'till I left him ‘black eyed’ /..emaprince
.
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I've been to wars/ . . where my vocal strength aided me to win
a brawl/
His voice barely yield dividends . musicians in southeast asia
can tell that the 'singer poor'/--haha
emaprince...
.
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.Ya not a true spitter/ and your bars dont come with good
fillers/
. . you ought to be placed with wild mammals . . cos even
Napoli players can swear that you're just a 'Zoo-nigga'!/--Mikuz
.
.

.•I'll inflict Ted with Plagues...and Hamper her Healing/
Get her Systole 'Spoilt'....like 'Over-Pampered Children'/
My 'Intersects' Fatal....and they'll brush her both cheeks/
Fore' I Sink one in her head ....-She's 'Chuck Bartowski' !/--darkrebel
.
.

.Wonder why your coming for a part two...../ ...when it's prolly
wrong to spar you ..../ ....his last bout showed this dummy
worth's 'no value' ...!
cos Mikuz pulled a no show . . . .and NOBODY won the battle!!/--Teddybiyasi

•..

•I'm only here to condemn the gay/ boy, put his head on
plate/ cos I've long waited to end his fate/ even emaprince
knows i'm only 'burying my chances', cos I already 'dug 6 foot
at dawn' to send him to an 'early grave'/--007bruce
madt tho.
.
.
.
•Teddy whooped you twice, youre truly a fool/ max was all
over you and now you screwing with Bruce?/ you lost
woefully to krone, you're losing this too/ cos your duel with
'lime' was a failure, how could this be 'fruitful to you?/--007bruce
buhahaha...
.
.
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.•Bruce is nice and cute/ thats a compliment from your wife
and boo/I get affections from girls with small tïis and those
with Giant boobs/but you're getting loved by no one even
'cyclops' won't have 'an eye for you'/--007bruce.
ddope!!!
.
.
.
.• while you were sipping tea, this psycho drank grenades/
blabber or start tirades...and I'll fling a cyclone in your way/ I
go scientific and you go artistic... but your Picasso raps are
vague/
I'm charged up and high voltage ..but this macho is a lame/
its glaring I'm hip-hop's live wire...and you're just a typo in
the game/ so quit bragging you spewed electricity bars ...
cos they are nowhere close to mine ...you're Michael
FARAWAY! /--darkrebel
.
.
.
Everything that I drop is divine/ You better 'go hug
transformer' . . . .like you 'greeting Optimus Prime' !/
Ain't no way this dude stopping my shine/ cos if '3 square up
to me' . . . he'll get shot with a 'nine' !!/--ibime.
.
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.
.Like Bigg K. . .
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.
- I came with all punches. . . no personals. . .I don’t know this
clown/ Drink his blood this Oktoberfest. . . like it’s
Lowenbrau/ He comot shirt to fight. . . not knowing that I
hold the pound/ so like Golf Masters . . . soon as the 'Tee off' .
. . I’ll give him an 'open round'!!/--Ibime
.
.
.
.- It’s time to end the battle. . . y’all know this sucker done/
cos in each quatrain. . . I gave y’all pun after another pun/ So
any voter giving him more than one crit is a fúcking bum/
Let’s keep it 100 . . . I just showed y’all . . . why double zero . . .
behind the number 1!!!/--Ibime
.
.
.
.So u best stay mute and deviate from/ . . . .asking questions
about why I'm blasting slugs over the hoodlum/ . . . .till the
angry punks groan and still lose blood/ ,. . . . get all the
votes while you wrangle over details like a gasping
pawnbroker's sick bulldog!!!/*the tails* --Siddog
.
.
.
.•Kim set you up...pitting the Coog against a noodle
lightweight/ Coog is back with fury like the Hutu Rampage/
Serving more sickness to these clowns than a Voodoo
pancake/My cuckoo fanbase....chatting to me in dialect....so
i google translate/they want you sodömised with a stick like
the Zulu ašsrape/--coogar!
.
.
.
.
I only got two questions...for this enemy concerned/ these
riddles are remarkably sublime/ first one is; can you fight this
adversity with knives?/ second
is; can you write on the topic `moral decadence' ? there's every
Uncertainty of that/
Nigga you rude to a fault...best believe `you havent learnt your
lessons yet`......continue this way and you aint graduating from
the University of Life !!/--Limerick!!

•The Coog is an impeccable lyricist...My status shall be
inked forever more/You were a raging bull in the last
tourney....It's time to meet your matador/ I'm putting the
heat on Max ...till he gets singed with temperature/ My kill-
count is numerated in Yoruba-English ....that's why I'm the
King of Metaphor
•The Coog
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Thecrook, Ur days are numbered! How?
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On Monday; a 9 will have yo pleading/
Tuesday; the 5th Will crack those weak limbs . . . till you
lamer than shino Rambo spitting/
On Wednesday; the 45-cal blows his chin/
Thursday; fours spray the wacko villain/
Friday; the 30-30 carve holes in him/
On Saturday; he'll get killed with the 50-50 . . . . . and that's
no cheating/--Elymaxcray
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.Rappers who know they ABC of rap, place J ahead of E
Every horizontal bar I drop, that's literally a head of E
Y'all gon doubt my artistry, but Jigs is eloquent
While Max sleeps, I'll ride a Fuel Tank into the Nigga's
residence
Blow it up! Rescue him while he's badly burnt, hard breathing,
nearly dead
Place him on the balcony, he'll drop in his own will, FIFA
President--Jigsawkillah
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.wait, lemme maybe remind/ you of the way ur pics are, pls/
or rather, the way u're thin as, jigs/
you talk tough, but your pics, displayed ur weak @ss, b1tch/
you wey just lean as sh1t/
ur mates dey lift metals, to stay more fit at least/
but like that FLEXING SPORT, everything wey dey your GYM
NA STICKS/--Elymaxiimus
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.i've f*cked ur sis two times, brother/ ur girl sucked my d1ck
good like p0rnstars/
but u're a sex starved true life pauper/
jigs plays with HIS PIPE more than a full-time plumber/
No b1tch gives him head,, so he BLOWS HIMSELF, like a
suicide bomber/--elymaxiimus is cray!!

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