tysonnn:
Been a while

I open call out

I accept bro

most entertaining section .Lol

Am new here....can i get a battle Fb's mighty boring. . .and true,misleading rap.

..god mind state/ I applaud the hate/ body and soul shall become 1 that's fate/ ancient wisdom transmitted to u via SLATE! Wait shud I rewind back to the days when we was primate/ When a niqqer popped into your biz and you're like why PRY MATE? .... Fck revolvers all we did was RoCk Stones ! Underneath a cave that's your BLOCK HOME!

No Lamborghini tame a horse u gat ya sef a RIDE/ u ain't gon worry bout no thugs, u see a dinosaur niqqer u HIDE!... Taking your mind thru Time! Every sentence equal a hundred years passed BY! ....

"Awww" niqqers thought the earth was FLAT like DI'JAS ASS! Funny enough we think we've conquered the PLANET...forgetting there's a creator who actually PLANNED EARTH! We depleting the ozones, they are like BLANKET... Now we leaving everything a BLANK EARTH! Y'all wondering whr my mind WENT? Yeah somwhr along the Himalayas with my wife BETH! This dude will leave ya mind BENT! Capes off trynna save the world like CLARK KENT/
Let the lyrics "sink in" TITANIC/ Thunderous lines will make u quiver and PaniC/ Cuz your neighbor chills at home on Sunday he's SATANIC?
The world ain't no court room why make ya sef judge! ....

This ain't your regularly smash - and - bash line/ This lyrics gon make u think how the government tell you its ALL FINE/ When dollar inclines/ IMA Beast of WAR/ slayed a kraken , fought along side THOR! We conquered MODOR! Ya bitch ain't oliver buh she ask for MORE!!!!

wintersnow:
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"Awww" niqqers thought the earth was FLAT like DI'JAS ASS!

Stop am wetin she do you na?

66Kazna99:
... Like he always does, then disappears. Uncle Pússy!

BIItCh NiGGuR...!

Even His Name sounds Like the name of a muslim Prayer warrior.

As his lip was hit/ all the dweeb did was spit/
mouth coughin' out "foam so thick" you can "lie n sleep on it!!"/

Fists bleeped his teeth/ he won't last my jabs/
cos i'll certainly K.O K ........,Kanayo O. Kanayo abbr/

Editin' my fireworks makes him a crab/ and a goddamned fanatic/
twist my word n they'll revert back to shape, those are 'raw bar'. .. ..damn elastic/

When I jam fantastic/ stuff, he starts feelin' stressed n so mocked/
Postin' a comment turns him into a man on a q who needs to use the toilet urgently,...he wouldn't rest until he drops/

I can see through ur chest n voice box/ . ur lung gasping/
Horsewhip your taste buds, practicin' tongue-lashing/

Doomed for more bashing/ lest he's loggin' out gently/
Kazna, a yoruba chap who in this "Odun Opa" should be flogged without mercy/

My catalogue are earthy/ u never spot this 'Egyptian plain' when he flares rhyme/
You've 'hijacked' the manner to which I 'air line!'/

To be fair swine/ know I shouldn't say this in public/
You're Ill with it when you're lovesick/

Who's "hyping" the neurotic?/ should be whacked well and cursed/
unload EDTA vials on the vampire, till his "head swells" and bursts/

We the best with the shells and verse/ ure left with 0 stan, am sorry/
Ur girlfriends' been taken over, ima fan of Khaled/

Loves me > KAZNA cos down there this man is solid/ . her emotions melts/
Soon as she catch my trouser bulge..ur b.itch “unstraps and blows”...., “explosive belt!!”/

commotions felt/ I understand what's goin' on in the heart of the worried Martian/
Mere mentions of him 'll make his liver experience “sudden collapse” ., “Lekki Gardens!!”/

Defeatin' me here 'ld be the shortys' hardest/
...in this warfare/ pinch yourself to wake up from this nightmare/

His buzz light, Yeah!/ fictional xter who never strings knowledge/
And the rhyme he dresses, so old-school.,.. .......Kings College/

Paayne:


BIItCh NiGGuR...!

Even His Name sounds Like the name of a muslim Prayer warrior.

Look who's talking? If I recall, I asked you to a battle but you ducked. So who's the bítch now huh? You should spontaneously combust for being far less intelligent.

dj5naira:
As his lip was hit/ all the dweeb did was spit/
mouth coughin' out "foam so thick" you can "lie n sleep on it!!"/

Fists bleeped his teeth/ he won't last my jabs/
cos i'll certainly K.O K ........,Kanayo O. Kanayo abbr/

Editin' my fireworks makes him a crab/ and a goddamned fanatic/
twist my word n they'll revert back to shape, those are 'raw bar'. .. ..damn elastic/

When I jam fantastic/ stuff, he starts feelin' stressed n so mocked/
Postin' a comment turns him into a man on a q who needs to use the toilet urgently,...he wouldn't rest until he drops/

I can see through ur chest n voice box/ . ur lung gasping/
Horsewhip your taste buds, practicin' tongue-lashing/

Doomed for more bashing/ lest he's loggin' out gently/
Kazna, a yoruba chap who in this "Odun Opa" should be flogged without mercy/

My catalogue are earthy/ u never spot this 'Egyptian plain' when he flares rhyme/
You've 'hijacked' the manner to which I 'air line!'/

To be fair swine/ know I shouldn't say this in public/
You're Ill with it when you're lovesick/

Who's "hyping" the neurotic?/ should be whacked well and cursed/
unload EDTA vials on the vampire, till his "head swells" and bursts/

We the best with the shells and verse/ ure left with 0 stan, am sorry/
Ur girlfriends' been taken over, ima fan of Khaled/

Loves me > KAZNA cos down there this man is solid/ . her emotions melts/
Soon as she catch my trouser bulge..ur b.itch “unstraps and blows”...., “explosive belt!!”/

commotions felt/ I understand what's goin' on in the heart of the worried Martian/
Mere mentions of him 'll make his liver experience “sudden collapse” ., “Lekki Gardens!!”/

Defeatin' me here 'ld be the shortys' hardest/
...in this warfare/ pinch yourself to wake up from this nightmare/

His buzz light, Yeah!/ fictional xter who never strings knowledge/
And the rhyme he dresses, so old-school.,.. .......Kings College/

Fanboy who loves fan milk, writing me fan mail. DJ on the wheels of steel with the will to still steal... My style

007Bruce:
i accept your call out

because I called your shiit wack? . Anyway, when do you want it? Let's post tomorrow evening. F+ck it, let's post whenever you come online. I could finish you off with a quick freestyle!


#bleedingpen

wintersnow:


I accept bro

get someone to set up the thread with the deadline stated. Though i'm ready whenever you are.

tysonnn:

get someone to set up the thread with the deadline stated. Though i'm ready whenever you are.

Enyi biko pko dat house boy ebi ebe a KO mepere anyi thread o?

Ta lon wa mbi? Airmark? Efun ranyi thread òkàn, emi ati dj5naira, ab'onshiéré?

Ah GOT NO TIME for ARMLESS kiDs..ah mean, I'm Just Overgrown/

Nd Ah got No Time, Buh ah got a cLock Of ma Own.../

Niggur... Ah swear duh Last place you wanna be at, is up in ma Zone.../

Where Ya BLood Be OverFLowing.../nd ma Bombs be OverBLOWN.../

Ah don't care iffah gotta Drive ah Taxi through Your ass, Nigg, yhu already know where this Shhit is GOING.../

So Look me well, B4 yhu Let yha mouth OPEN.../

Cos when I'm HIGH Like That, ah'm duh type ta keep ma Glocks ROLLING.../

Don't say ah didn't warn Yo...You best choose another Opponent.../

Ta FawCk wif.../

Biitch, you really don't want ma Dick THROBBING.../

You talking Dirty...Me, I'm spitting dat JANITOR flow.../

Keep ma Enemies cool, wif ma MagicaL BLow.../

Buh Ah swear...This Cynic z not even Cynical enough to bring on ma Tragical Shots.../

Buh if ah did, he'll Be so FAwk'd, he'd be Like ma Lyrical SLut.../

Cos I'll Use him up nd Have him Dumped in ah physical Dump.../

Where all can see.../

BiTch Niggur...all ma Dawgs are Retrievers...so you know ah don't roll wif Pussies and Wanna Be(s).../

Truth is... I'll Let ma Pets feast on your Corpse, b4 ah Let ma Vultures Eat.../

Ahma Best You completely when it comes to a Beat.../

Nd if it eva BOILS DOWN to that...then ah'll BOIL UP nd HEAT.../

Chop yhu like MEAT.../

PhoCk Yo up Like ah'm Fawking Yo Bitcch.../

All these nd more, is what amma do to him, if he so much as BEEF.../

...../



I'm Out....

66Kazna99:
Stop am wetin she do you na?

Her ass flat pass one bedroom...diq??

quick frees...




niggas boo my name/ cos i rule the game/ i cause em 'sweet pain' when i whip with sugar cane/
this dude is lame.../ who? tyson ofcourse/ he stopped dropping lines... cos no one is hyping his verse/ he's never been featured in cyphers or spars/ this guy is a curse/ and he'll only be called a 'dawg' here. . .when you start 'biting my bars'/
why am i even fighting the nerd/ you call my verse wack but you've never dropped a line on this thread/ i'm always freestyling these bars just to rip you tyrants to shreds/ but its only a 'decapitation'. . .if you rhyming 'offhead'/
if its beef that he wants/ then i'm giving him raw/ i'm cool guy with the dough, so i'm always flirting with chicks on his block/ while he only 'hooks up with a bytch'. . .when 'climbing a cliff with his dog'!/
niggas call me CASSPER when i'm punching this pest/ cos i've got a 'coat of arms' and i'm launching bullets/ but like the South african rapper... there aint no 'gun IN YO VEST!/

wintersnow:


Her ass flat pass one bedroom...diq??

Guy if her lips touch you... Your destiny go Park well.

66Kazna99:
Ta lon wa mbi? Airmark? Efun ranyi thread òkàn, emi ati dj5naira, ab'onshiéré?

Interpret.

66Kazna99:


Enyi biko pko dat house boy ebi ebe a KO mepere anyi thread o?

.. All I could decipher was,

" friend please is it that house boy that lives where _____ We created a thread for?"

Or did you mean, "friend free that housboy and should they create a thread for us?"?

By the way, abu-um onyiigbo. Just understand a bit of the language.

Yawns...

tysonnn:

.. All I could decipher was,

" friend please is it that house boy that lives where _____ We created a thread for?"

Or did you mean, "friend free that housboy and should they create a thread for us?"?

By the way, abu-um onyiigbo. Just understand a bit of the language.

Haha translation: guy please call the house boy here to open a thread for us.

Wacks don take over. SMH.
Kudos to 007Bruce and Dj5naira.
Make I write sef.
One!!!

66Kazna99:


Fanboy who loves fan milk, writing me fan mail. DJ on the wheels of steel with the will to still steal... My style

You ain't better than Dj.

Shots fired lol

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I see 66kazna99 yelling in sight/ as if he's getting the hypes/ but Dj5naira is one emcee that's earning his stripes/
And if they lock horns, I swear DJ ll definitely smash Kaz . . . as if he's learning to drive!

Fucccck the chitchatter/ ll break Kazna down real faster/
Soon as the jabs get into his system like a slick hacker/
I'm a snitch stabber/ and a chick snatcher/ who can blow him far off with a sleek lama/
. . cos my firearm would carry a b!!tbh away from the south like Ese's Kidnappers!

I'm a game changer/ famous for being a trail blazer/
My puns produce fodders . . cos every punch I drop is a haymaker/
I land like eight acres/ and brandish a grey chamber/ that put this f@g in grave danger/
. . cos Im known to bring the cans out like spray painters!

I hate bland pretenders/ so i ll stamp this fella/ stomp him with the wheels of a farm harvester/
. . . till the b! !!!tbh retires from rap like Eva/
Every bar I tender/ must be brilliant/ there ain't no escape from this thoughtless beating/
And if he seeks refuge at the bottom of a hill . . . then I'll be coming for the kill . . . when I bring guns to 'Clear valley' . . . like arming 'Thomas William'!

My shots displace brothers/ but this failed sucker/ still won't strike if he played soccer/
Kazna be Claiming top tier when his rhymes belong to the 'Bin though' . . 'Adamawa state governor'!

The gee's a novice/ I pump his chicks clitoris/ and I don't think he knows this/
. . . but Egyptians freaking notice/ that every weekend I ride her each time we 'hit the bar' like Victor Moses!/

Here is a real confession/ cos theres no need for stressing/ since your girl be the new chic I'm sexing/
. . . anytime I want a quickie, na so she go just "open legs" faster than a knee operation!/

I bring scrolls to crack domes/ and spit flows to smack bones/
. . . so you better cringe. . cos the Ars ll tears your flesh and expose spines. . if you 'show some backbone'!

You text with the swag of a bozo/ I'm leaving this guy bruised proper/
. . . crush you with a couple o' wood cutters/
to put him under the blades like the mast of a rotor!/

Ya raps don't 'sit well' with me. .
. . so stop acting like you worthy and fit/ as if you won't flee when I storm with the fifth/
cos you still won't 'pit' yaself against me, if we fought in a 'ditch'!

Omo! ... See crowd ... fans plenty like this?

mikuz:
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I see 66kazna99 yelling in sight/ as if he's getting the hypes/ but Dj5naira is one emcee that's earning his stripes/
And if they lock horns, I swear DJ ll definitely smash Kaz . . . as if he's learning to drive!

mikuz:
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Fucccck the chitchatter/ ll break Kazna down real faster/
Soon as the jabs get into his system like a slick hacker/

Whooo!!!

dj5naira:

Whooo!!!

He's rubbing you good eh? Need more lube b0ss?

It's me, Kazna, my buzz iller/
The bug killer, the creep who's cripwalking, accidentally squashing niggas like Godzilla/
Edward scissorhands, I'm Still snipping threads/
A Beautiful mind, I'm Still gripping heads,/
boa constricting victims with strictly wisdom & spit back the criticism & shoot shurikens to rip n shred/
Hell yea, I'll rip n shred, till you RIP & dead/
& sit back with a grin just sipping red/
Blood of my foes/
I'll have you leaking when I sink my teeth in, hungry as zombies till there's blood on my toes/
Fangs in your neck/
I'll crash, bang & slash, hang you from the upper deck/
Im a mean wolverine, giving you Three Stripes cos I don't endorse A Nike check/
See the swoosh when I scoop your carcas in a swoop/
Word, gotchu in a loop/
Bird, gotchu in a coop/
Oops, I gotcha bítch too in a coupé/
I don't do what niggas do/
I spit the shít, you niggas poop/ (get it?)

Dick Jockers äss kissing, bútt lip lockers ...

mikuz i feel ya

short one. . .


i'm a bad mister/ hurting tysonn with these mad stingers/ he aint surviving this torture. . .cos imma 'hunt T' to death like his dad's sister/
this lazy kid/ is from a poor family. . . so he shares a plate of beans/ with his crazy sis/ now the nigga so 'hungry' he wants to 'taste defeat'/
i make him bleed/ when i pop this nine/ cos his momma so fat she could obstruct the sight/ of forty guys/ when she's walking by/
i'm a 'cruel surveyor', so watch me end this snitch with a knife/ but if he claims to be a 'ruler' here, imma blast the beggar/ or take a 'drastic measure'/ by beating him within an 'inch of his life'/
i'm a lyrical killer. . .my flow ends/ foes and/ expose them/ we both cant be compared. . . my PUNCHLINES ''best T's'' like close friends!/

The daisy-chain on this thread doe...

I was... Clearly hoping you would say something witty/
couldn't be more disappointed cos you said something shítty/
Perception is warped, reality is far from the truth/
Niggas be lying, cos they don't spit the real in the booth/
If you carrying swords better know how to swing it/
I serve my rhymes like pizza, quick delivery, I bring it/
Wish I could... Cut you open/
Slit your throat, in the open/
Till you gagging, & gasping for air, coughing blood cos you choking/
You joking if you hoping/
Your rhymes flow with a motion/
Rhymes I spill are real cos I feel, Mine filled with emotion/
It's cool if y'all think you slick, like y'all using some lotion/
You're dead wrong, you're drunk, y'all sipping some potion/
My drop sick, wait... I intoxicate these toxic wastes who drop sick hate drowning them at the bottom of the ocean/
Fill the bottle with bubbles, leak your lungs, I'm poking/
Some holes in, Now it's losing air, from all of the smoking/
I'm kushing, & pushing the needles, in veins, snorting white lines of rhymes like 'caine, I'm coking/
I submerge & reemerge as Sponge Bob submarines, I'm soaking/
If rhymes are bullets the way I spit is fully automatic/
It's easy to see it, believe me, it comes as a habit/
I just shoot rhymes, let it fly, pulling triggers, it's tragic/
It's a damn shame, you can't aim, you niggas don't have it/
Taking shots at me is asking for your ąss to get put in a casket/
I'm past it, so pass it, the kush, the ash tray is a basket/
You bastards, ain't got the skills to match me, I'm matchless/
I wasn't born, I spawned in the fire with a lighter, no matches/
To burn you to a higher degree , no masters /
I mastered the art of rhyming, studied verses with glasses /
You students are too late for the test, that's the reason you classless/
You're a smudge, dirt & stain, I'm bringing the kleenex /
A Smear on a window or windshield, I wipe you off the windex/

God of the verses? the way I Script litera ture could rewrite the Bible/
Thou shall have no rap god, Imma retire these idols/
I'm a son of a gun, the son of a John, the Revelation would be rewritten/
The words from above I spoke were bitten/
It's forbidden, can't say I'll let you go forgiven/
Food for thought, I'm bit by the mouths I Feed when in need just for giving/

Dj5naira I'm cool with you, I enjoyed the back & forth thing, it's the hyper competitive nature of the game but Paayne Fûck you, PaulThor Fûck you too, mikuz Fûck you too cos I don't need no damn approval to prove shít, you don't get my rhymes? Well maybe you lack the intelligence to get it ya Madmin admin. I'm cool with a couple other dudes, the rest of y'all? Fûck you too (too)... There I said it. Anybody else?