Anomaly7:
...

When I'm... firing rhymes like fiery lines/
I'm firing blind, just tryna inspire all these tiring minds/
Neural impulses flash till I vaporize your esoteric essence/
You dissipate to a different state, soul dismissed out of The God's presence/
I'm not much of a sweet talker/
I just spit it, spit the lyrics like bad pure water from street hawkers/
Y'all follow my words, bunch of creepy online stalkers/
I just do me, I don't ever follow online culture/
Chat room service, food for thought to these online vultures/
Verses so Monolithic, I just build rhyme sculptures/
If the DJ puts on a bad beat I tell em scratch that/
I don't spit the shít, I'm just squeeze the words out my ąss crack/
No messiah, I carry a cross across & that's that/
You hoę, Mariah, you carry a bag or backpack full of packed snacks wearing a snapback/
I do this & don't stop till my head hurts/
You not tough if pull out a gun out of your red purse/
If rhymes are bullets I pull it out of my rear end/
Won't stop shooting till your career ends/
You've reached a dead end, there ain't no turning back/
Once you turn your back, it's your ashes in a Urn when you burn to black/
Git turned to scrap/
When I say Imma cut out the crap & cut to the chase/
That means when I chase & catch you, I'll put cuts to your face/
I'll leave slits in the side of your neck with razor blades/
Blades sharp as shark teeth, marks deep even though they was paper made/
Anomaly7 really ain't an anomaly/
First he formally requests for a battle & when he's left in suspended animation he'd start acting abnormally/
(what's with the dots dude?)

(hands him the mic)

66Kazna99:


When I'm... firing rhymes like fiery lines/
I'm firing blind, just tryna inspire all these tiring minds/
Neural impulses flash till I vaporize your esoteric essence/
You dissipate to a different state, soul dismissed out of The God's presence/
I'm not much of a sweet talker/
I just spit it, spit the lyrics like bad pure water from street hawkers/
Y'all follow my words, bunch of creepy online stalkers/
I just do me, I don't ever follow online culture/
Chat room service, food for thought to these online vultures/
Verses so Monolithic, I just build rhyme sculptures/
If the DJ puts on a bad beat I tell em scratch that/
I don't spit the shít, I'm just squeeze the words out my ąss crack/
No messiah, I carry a cross across & that's that/
You hoę, Mariah, you carry a bag or backpack full of packed snacks wearing a snapback/
I do this & don't stop till my head hurts/
You not tough if pull out a gun out of your red purse/
If rhymes are bullets I pull it out of my rear end/
Won't stop shooting till your career ends/
You've reached a dead end, there ain't no turning back/
Once you turn your back, it's your ashes in a Urn when you burn to black/
Git turned to scrap/
When I say Imma cut out the crap & cut to the chase/
That means when I chase & catch you, I'll put cuts to your face/
I'll leave slits in the side of your neck with razor blades/
Blades sharp as shark teeth, marks deep even though they was paper made/
Anomaly7 really ain't an anomaly/
First he formally requests for a battle & when he's left in suspended animation he'd start acting abnormally/
(what's with the dots dude?)

(hands him the mic)

nice one.

*(receives the mic, stays silent for five seconds then spits out a...)

F**k you,,
My flows so harmful they put out a curfew ,,
If You're caught trespassing then they'll have to coff you,,
Sorry to tell you this but dude your end's due,,
"Cars?nah" ain't up to my class so I got him confused,,
Bless you,,
That's for the sneeze you called a verse, sneeze out your rectum?,,
Cuz that sneeze stunk like rotten eggs in stale stew,,
My sister could do better, you sure you went to pre school?,,
Or you just dropped out cuz you stunk there too,,
On the rhyming scale I'm like a ten and you're a two,,
quit chasing your tail K-9, and help me fetch my shoe,,
cuz all I see In here is your unpleasant poo,,
nigga just have a heart, your flows are stinking up the room,,
by the way kid tell me what you want for Christmas,,
what's that? You want a new pack of dippers?,,
you finished the old one?, maybe they will last,,
if you quit dropping so much poo, we don't wanna see the content of your ass,,
dude I might act abnormally,,
but that is because I'm an Anomaly,,
so don't you ever try to understand me,,
Cuz I'll just keep you in a maze and you'll never run free,,
@ 66kazna99

(I was offline for a while so I wanted you to know I was back (...))

Anomaly7:
*
(receives the mic, stays silent for five seconds)

(I was offline for a while so I wanted you to know I was back (...))

Oh OK (nudges his clone)

illmortal:



nice one.

(enables camouflage)

Ah been away 2 Long, jeZ tryna upgrade duh fLow..
Ah call that an advanced menstruation.../
Rappers here keep yapping bout being ill like patients on medication../
Buh its alright..ah jez come tru with that confirrmed education../
When these rappers be feeling poised to test me like examination../

After all the blabbing, dey yapping still aint paid yet.../
All that hardwork and still no paychecks../
Buh let it be known, when ah flex the bones, ur necks is prone, ta break fast Like early morning..
So if you aint quit duh lame acts yet...
Then ah got a role for y'al nd that is to 'Play Dead' ....
Sho ye eh!

#Uncle P says so...

Metal hits no soul/ you witless troll/
for every shot you take,. . . its a GOOAAALLLL!!!/

Ills' a foal/ u'all slit and squaff/
Luthor in subconscious, u've seen a Lex piss u off/

Girls no to ur kiss n love/ cos p.enis no longer harder, its slack, drops/
...and the time is quarter to pack up/

Slaughter the wack chump/ let him learn in just every/
illmortal is 'hotheaded', let that 'BURN' in his 'memory!'/

Earn not in penury/ play bettin' all day/
You're gunman after i've wasted you away/

Grated his remains/ from his denim, ascending/
Cut so wide and deep,... ..tennis dimensions/

None senses potential/ .. from the newt is abstracts/
Running 'ball n guns' to ur post,. one we must 'shoot in attack!'/

"ill m." can't mute this Mad Max/ I belted his banter/
Chemotherapy completed, dealt with the "cancer!!"/

Melt him with anger/ if he claims top gunner/
"198 naira" you get prove Kaz as the "one duller!!"/

Writes in tonne, fuller/ where's that baboon from?/
Kaz Work is FBNH stock yesterday, Toppin' in Volume Terms/

Head swell and float, balloon form/ that ure sick, skilled American?/
You're high-minded solely after gulpin' 6 chilled Orijin/

Tricked, stealed all D thing/ what do call the yucky brat?/
either Florence pu.ssy or Cuppy cat/

dj5naira:
Punchy slam/ more of funky jamz/
M. Ali incarnate,. its not that country man/

dj5naira:
Pun dope n cruel/ yours? Uhn so far, poo/
K. Napep Vs. [size=16pt]Big bus[/size], thi[size=16pt]S. Keshi[/size] 'll run over you/

66Kazna99:


That Na.S tory for all them bloggers/
Who shot ya?/

The roar of this lion/
Is so loud it scares hyenas to hiding/
Dj5naira can't stand tall as a giant/
The only time you make an impression is when your ąss get stomped by a Titan/
The Evil Butler when I'm pulling pork,
If I stab your flesh using a dinner fork it would feel like I was using a Trident by Poseidon/
When I'm on Cyphers? Kaz be the villain/
Asking who kill em/
shooting niggas when I cap peel em/
Bullets so quick you can't feel em/
Who there dare declares Nuclear warfare?/
I'm still here, ain't going nowhere cos nobody else comes near/
No one got the boots to step in my blast radius/
I'm so cold, spitting freeze, ... styles with killer instinct nice as ice, Glacius/
I already dropped the bomb on the DJ/
my punchline fisted his mom in her veejay/
She kept screaming for 5naira to put my record on replaaaaaay/
Of course 5naira is a robot he do whatever we say/
Me & my alter ego have something in common, We slay/
Let rappers hang on Friday till the next weekday, they all dead in three days/
5naira can't even buy H20 /
He's fallen behind in the battle game, Kaz leads the score 8-0/
Why ask you an intelligent question? What would you know?/
Wrong answer & I'll throw you out of nairaland with no Judo/
Kazna, I'm just kung-fu kicking rhymes/
I feed on rappers when I kung-fu kitchen dine/
Like I'm eating barbecue chicken & sipping wine/
Cooking, baking, bacon & pork, serving rap burgers... flipping swine/
Shii I can bet my bottom dollar this DJ will holler after this cos bitchiz whine/
dj5naira is more like my favorite fanboy/
I'll just give him an autograph, digitally signed on a photograph using my android/
Admit it, you love my style, I'm wild when I throw jabs/
even baby Kangaroos throw punchlines better than you, cos you're so bad/
(& you know that)

Ext:
I don't shout out loud, I just whisper/
Through whiskers/
Cos when I getcha, imma hit ya, cut you up & then slit ya into little pieces, chew you up & spit ya/
I spit at ya, spit literature, spit the shít worse than Pastor Chris scriptures/
I'd rather pass & kiss spliff cos...

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Knuckles 'll iqnite ur head. . .as jabs be drillinq ur brain piece/ squeeled with a maim fist/ I text battlinq u. . .means i'm breedinq ya death script/ coz a punch 'll cause u an abdominal rupture. . .have u killed by 'a pen d1ss'/ (appendix) 5naira is a cheap faqq0t. . .a test1s raw eater/ since ya either a b1tch or n1qqa/ i'll have to 'school my jabs with sexual1ty'. . .to unscript u qeezer/ coz a punch 'll qive u a 'unisex' strike. . .once i raise my fist to bleed ya/ My hiqh flow dope/ from d nitro quotes/ that my biro chokes/ ...& Dj5naira?. . .his win in text-rap are 'hardly seen'. . .but i alter d hydro notes/ so d only way he qets 'maqnified' in bot. . .is when he utilizes his 'micro scopes'/ He'll qet muffled to death. . .when i launch in my bender/ to punch diz offender/ for actinq a hunqe of contender/ since 'money is our qrind'. . .i'll have 'naira crushed in a blender'/

Oil over water (Prodigal)
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Realized nairaland is the only domain,Drug injected into my blood stream with cocaine,Am back home cos it was all in vein


Dopeness in ma gene/All kazna do is scream/Saw DJ5naira pic that nigga slim


Hope with 5naira you can pay attention/Am ma school you then put you in detention


After all she only gave me mouth action,Said you where her relation


Wake Kazna in the night,turn on light,run for ya life am about stabbing you with a dagger and a knife


So take a deep breath before you try me,Cos am your worst night mare


Your raps the same,Tried to help showed you the way to fame, Osama on the plane still didn't blow . . . what fûcking a shame.

i hear fat niggas wanna start racing with me
and a fake DJ wanna start chasing with him
who realer than a nigga who your hitmen craving to be
niggas calling me Dr Dre the way I raise the 50
I tell my niggas get the tools and start blazing with me
I'm a nigga with attitude, I made it easy
feeling like Puff Diddy, the way I change the biggie
out here, you keep it half a hundred, you get sprayed the fifty
got guns bigger than tanks, can yours wrestle with that?
I mailed a gee's tongue to his brother, that's a lesson attached
got the weapon intact, put your neck in your lap
done did so many hits I can make the headies with that
a nigga stole from me, I left with his chest in a bag
like members of a South American country, I go messy with cans
you're nothing to brag about like sex with a hàg
niggas close to sleeping on me like men's pyjamas
and when I creep up in they dreams, the dezzy will clap
ain't none stressing the facts, I leave wrecks in my path
uncoupled teks in the bag, between the bed and the mat
and when I cruise through police Checkpoints, they be checking my past
I don't bury the hatchet, I just be suspending the wrap
if I shoot a g before I hear him out, it's a blessing to cat
I ain't shooting these big guns, I'm just testing the mast
when I was 7, my uncle P had me blessed with a gat
in holy matrimony with the fifth, but still sexing the Mac
I be peeping the gat when I write, like it's texting me rap
and ever since I had the Reverend attacked
nigga never walk alone and his vest would be strapped
when I visit the nuns, I just head for they pànts
and give em the holy communion after spreading they laps
and niggas be running they mouths, they only second to taps
I terminate these system men, like they repping a frat

Pun? ACHOO!/ run cos death wan happen/
Shoo tout with ya broken bottle, this is gun battle/

Wackness K sells/ in his vein well/
Pacmans' way, eatin' deep into brain cells/

Kazna, the smellin' flea in all region/ dumbness dwellin' in compositions/
Spellin' bee in a Spellin' Bee Competition/

Naïve with gatt/ yet u plan wastin' this cop/
Achieve that goal? when you've never takin' a shot??/

Pardon my harshness/ regardless that he's r.etarded/
Zero diff. b/w boat of tungsten n his untold hardship/

Invisible skills from D, don n boss/ KaZ gon get lost/ lookin' for we fellas/
Lest we 'agree' and let the 'coN sense us!'/

K not confident/ incompetent with his consonants/
Zero punch or pun “effect” in the “con sequence!!”/

Kaz no reach atall, na chicken/ and very dull pesin/
I dey 'school children' like 'small pikin!'/

Illmortal, the toad impressing/ should code this lesson/
structure of urs is Village, change mode of dressing/

Mortals' outcast I dissolve fine/ when it doesn't involve rhymes/
The "foreign sick" if its "methods to solve crimes!!"/

Battle plan dry/ + the man shy/
that rubbish person from China all Scottish calls shan guy/

I'm spoilin' several/ why he smilin' little/
im Active Volcano. Him? A boilin' kettle/

Density @ S.T.P tests the pupil's wit/ . trouble as he mumbles s.tupid s.hit/
Hydrog3n know no thing bout himself less he google it/

The host bore we/ his boasts all bleh/
killah above D prolly when he posts 'fore me/

Freestyle

Iron man flowz! bout time to smash diz nigga wit ma steel punch/
even if u mk him d most widely read news, he won't still punch/
We in GSM age nigga quit yur old lines..all u spit iz stale pun/
Since d kid find it hard to flow, its only proper we name him stiffpunch/

Bad economy,evrytin gt xo xpnsv buh dj no high price/
So wen he gts to hell tafawa balewa wil be like... Son u made me proud, high five!/
he iz one hell of a cook nd now Im fed up wit iz bored lines../
..I'm getin rid of dj...u al mute for a minute nd do d cross sign/

errywia gt messed up wit all diz kaz shiiitt/
..Ion nid to be a producer b4 I gv diz kaz beat/
Too fool of himsef..kazna the bragman/
d truth is he spits trumpery, more lik his tummy is a trashcan/

I came wit drugz to gv an ill mortal/
he stil gon die anyway cos he aint immortal/
nd dat won't cm natural...so wit ma 47 pointin on hiz bald, I wi mk d click pauw pah!/
Yea,Its high time I relieved illmortal/

Dia iz anoda biatch who blows grammar/...d way ma grandpa handles his smoked tabba/.... Buh he cnt punch....cnt flow proper/ without insultin his mother/ like 1o white men fvkd her/....nd gv birth to him,all dark/
..Lik, d failure of his father to pull out d sperm..b4 it hits d egg/
...brought forth this son..rebel/

nw if bn broke is a joke, laveda is a fvckin comedienne/
She sud cm date a dude lyk me, so I'd be payin to cum in thr/
Lol, apologies..I ws only joking honey/
Nd u aint even smiling, so it aint FUNNY?
I knw u wil be lyk who he epp...dot wey neva baf?
anyways! u cn see ursef dt if bn broke is a joke...I cn neva mk ppl LAF!

Ok wah oda tinz rhymez wit dotwillis/
Wateva ah becum iz d product of wah God's will is/
I flow lyk ikogosi warm spring, I spit hot lyrics/
I'm so cul niggaz be lyk dot will ease/
Buh wen I engaged glads I fought wit ease/
Battled vets nd record lot killings/
Ah roll wit em champions nd at d top we sit/
I'm dot williz ....I'm dah dot wit zeal

Nigga!

Punches are aiminq quick/ to maim diz piq/ coz a wreckaqe 'll burn diz son/ till he finds it 'hard 2 survive' lik Niqeria present condition/ . . .I'll shatter ur tooth sets/ wen i splatter d bullets/ or hv u bantered wid mullets/ lik d state in Norway. . .i'll hv u truced wid 'HAMMER' till ya scattered & clueless/ . . .his an h0mo lash/ wer qo k0lo fast/ wen him photo ya.nsh/ so fiqhtinq him is needless. . .coz i'd easily 'put Dot off' wid just an om0 wash/ . . .ur a weaklinq wh's been strifinq lately/ like u qot d miqht & deadly/ so quite d touqh talk hw u can spike or wreck me/ coz u ony can cast violence aqainst 'we men' by fiqhtinq d ladies/ . .U'd be ready to fiqht & to punch hard/ coz my heavy truce 'll leave u spiked wid a hunch back/ till u 'lose an orqan' like a lost intrument. . .wen i strike at ur stomach/ . . . . illness!

My phone format is a f.ucked up type. . .Bear with me.

#Reason nl rap is dead. . .is coz ur f.uckinq in here/ yet u claim a thuq who can tear/ bt it's HIGH TIME u qet killed wid a clock in d air/ . #I can assault wid a hymn/ coz my aura in text-rap c'nt be hault in my qene/ i'd easily make u 'break down' like a faulty enqine/ . #I amuze wid rhymes/ when i spew d lines/ bt he's a nu.de & swin.e/ d only time diz dj attempts a 'mixinq work'. . .workinq at a buildinq site/ #i'm not willinq to stop/ he'd be fillinq his qlock/ coz his death 'll be TRACKED BY 50 CENT. . .if dj be hittinq d rock/...i'm Omar Mateen to him. . .i'll have this GAY KILLED IN 'DA CLUB' / #My triple fisinq 'll rip throuqh his riqht limp/ 4 actinq 'a man of his own'. . .he'll loose this quest/when i bruise his neck/ coz since he has choosen to 'stand in d pen dent'. . .i'll only have him crippled with writtinq/. .(stand independent)

Dotwillis1:
Bad economy,evrytin gt xo xpnsv buh dj no high price/
So wen he gts to hell tafawa balewa wil be like... Son u made me proud, high five!/

Dotwillis1:

Dia iz anoda biatch who blows grammar/...d way ma grandpa handles his smoked tabba/.... Buh he cnt punch....cnt flow proper/ without insultin his mother/

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Your lines na dustbin and crap/ poverty don dey affect your thinkin' and rap/
So when you make us know thru ur signature that you're "sleepin' heavy", wetin fit cause am,...na Agonyi beans and pap/

As per say you gat drop diss rhyme, you borrow/ Dot if u like hiss, whine, cry solo/
And replyin' my 2015 diss gives us the hint that you just loaded your daily Megabyte which should expire THIS TIME tommorow/

illmortal:
My phone format is a f.ucked up type. . .Bear with me.

I believe the OVERSABI CONFESSION/ him dey form real, BADALY EXPRESSION/
His chances to buy a new phone is 13 days from now...durin' SALARY COLLECTION/

For here we dey DROP BOTH MUPPET, GROWN/ aside that you're nobody here, ur Hip HOP I'VE SOFTEN, OWNED/
Who cares if you're Jeremiah Cannibal or na you CHOP THE PROPHET BONE??/

Watchin' Streetwize grow means your monikers has hit INCREASING AMOUNT/
The LOGISTICS I'VE COUNT/ reports reachin' me says this is your 56TH ACCOUNT/

Meanin' I can predict u, ur game I HAVE READ/ mean it! record what I JUST SAID/
So your next name change will be from illmortal to I AM DEAD/

Be GONE BLOKE/ we don't want your YARN, NOPE/
Pretentious fella who can never be that "freestyler on Youtube", you were never "BORN D.OPE!!"/

Yes! Shortlines I'M KILLING IT/ punchlines I'M HITTIN' IT/
Dumblines I'M DISMISSIN' IT/...and this, is the FINISHING/

Yonkers
I'm above human level, never drop to the range of stupid/
All the childish jibber jab talk make you sound useless/
I spit the facts with ink in black,
when I'm thinking rap
I put on my thinking cap meanwhile you just making clown music/
I get ruthless & abusive/
All y'all do is bark with no bite like I'm trespassing FFR, y'all toothless, all y'all inclusive/

Pfft... I spit the shít better than the best rap lyricist/
I spit the shít like I chewed on & bit off a bad bítches títs/ (nasteh)

Pray for patience please like God is a known slacker/
Punchlines yakpa, let it go, I throw smackers/
To them bítch rappers, I'm a hoė slapper/
Koboko or Pankere? Wetin I carry rise pass water & garri, Obo & Toto knacker/

He was caught in the act, jacking my rap trying to lay claim/
We know you're not ready for the price of fame in the rap game/
Feel the flame/
You ain't black enough till I burn you from your head to ya feet/
Wanna play with fire? you ain't hot enough to mess with my heat/
Don't bother putting out a mixtape/
How come all your shots at me go to the left, to the left? Too much banging now you can't píss straight/
Dj5naira is totally a none entity/
You rock the DJ tag all you want but still don't have a legit music identity/
My rhymes cryptic, no pretense you're dense cos yours lack the depth & density/
Jacking my rhymes, borrow borrow, Stalker online, follow follow me die, admit it you envy me/
if I shake you I swear nuttin go drop, see empty ting/
Is all good yo, no bad blood or enmity/

Kaz be the greatest, Kaz been the realest/
Kaz is so artistic I bring the eraser to a Spongebob, smudge, blob like Dotwillis/
Kaz is sick, 10 times iller than DotWill is/
You got Pússy flow, a period cos that's really what DotWillis is/
You just show up outta nowhere to come at me dawg?/
I'm a chef with letters, alphabet soup, imma put the grilling to this hog/
I could wrap this rap thread around your head till you choke & fall asleep like a log/
Timber so limber, dead as a dog/
You not only got screws loose, you missing a cog/
I have you captured & tossed, lost & missing in fog/
Insolent brats get whipped, I don't need permission to flog/
You think you rhyming nigguh? You joking, croaking like toads & frogs/
So GTFO yo lily pad/
I straight slap the crap outta Dotwilly black/
Cos he ain't really that/
So cut the silly act & spare me the cheap chitty chat/
No really... I cut you up & feed you to my pet, no disrespect but you just food for kitty-cat/
I make Willis drip dots/
After I hang em upside-down in a slipknot/
Your blood all over the floor, I circle around you but I slip not/
Step out the room, come back holding a branding iron with the tip hot/
If rhymes was like bullets mine are hollow tip shots/

Kazna, excuse me say again? /
You know the name, that's what Yo bítches gon be screaming when they reeling in pain/
I'm much darker than the darkest legions leader of rebels/
I've solved more complexities than Jigsaw cos I think nonstop & my thoughts are cosmic particles that don't settle/
If 'Saw think he gangsta claiming he hold iron, I'll assume Alchemist, who can transmute & manipulate liquid metal... /

*beat cuts*

Tonight he'll get burned to body ashes/ his drained brain thinks he can survive this mighty smashing/
Stirrin' Kaz with the oil in my pan, I'm just carryin' out Friday action/

You sour at my sweet sensation man/ pack up restaurant, change location, damn/
Ur vexed at my consistency, reason ur bars don't come colourful and fun....Croatia fans/

You not RUGGED, ure a cow that hoots/ that I've vowed i'd boot/
Kick your balls away as if ima novice practisin' how to shoot/

You had better learn to launch ur joint/ without much of font/
Else u be known as the guy who puts a thousand words in a bar to punch a point/

None of your tale correct/ be versatile, see how I sail on here/
You only talk about me stealin' lines and some other stale concept/

Don't you think you're wastin' ur time in my hood?/ I'm not been crude/
You rhyme 1, 2, 20 in-rhymes/ plenty times/ so many times/ yet no one quote to say "KAZ, YOU'RE GOOD/

Go away from FFR let it be that you've left the orbit/
guests grow eye-tired readin' ur tense. Help the public/
I've 'silenced' you, youre 'Z' in cZech Republic/

Alert with ten alarms/ if he got men afar/
Kazna alone would not overcome this "nice player" let other "sicks assist", "Ben Arfa!!"/

All yours rhymes seem forced like a Star Wars boss/
Meanwhile readers get hypnotised with the hype sucking it up through straws/
Let me school you, I enter class with oozing class, Red marker for correction/
I go straight to the board in just one direction/
You comot class, waka pass tink say I no see you when I comot glass, oya come collect 5 lashes plus detention/
Make your black yansh red today with muscle pull tension/
Oh so you remember those rhymes you jack? See brain retention/
Did I fail to mention?/
This your "eye service" needs pay in pension/
Well done sir/
Welcome sir/
Where from sir?/
Here's form sir, fill it, feel heat? there's a bathroom in 2 lines 2 píss thread with aircon sir/
You're a disgrace to the economy, you deface the currency/
Your style is outdated you're not rocking currently/
If I put Dj5naira in a box, no be Tafawa Balewa Square/
Only on flow for rank Nigerians dey see 5naira reappear/
For real, Dj5naira is not an artist or a DJ/
Alaba copy production, All him tracks na so so replay/
Ask him when he's releasing mixtape, na story, long ting, be like ęjaculation delay /
Stop trying to B Ronaldo, you miss shot wey you play, Miss star Memphis Depay/
On a Joachim Löw key, DJ 5 Deutsch Marks for scratching his balls/
I heard it clearly the other day at the live press conference hall/
You still can't Fûck with me, your rap dick circumference small/
I'm done with this freestyle, but his is nonsense y'all/

66Kazna99:
Here's form sir, fill it, feel heat? there's a bathroom in 2 lines 2 píss thread with aircon sir/

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#u've proven to be qreatly wack/ it's needless usinq multies,puns & all that/ on diz phony black/ . .#plus u spit lines/ that mks ask myself throuqh rhymes/ if yo truely a human of swine/ #yet u claim ur d sickest in diz area/ with the criteria/...cud it be bacteria?/....& even a wack-textcee like Obian... can easily handle '5naira'/ coz he's 'affordable' to be beaten/ . .a dead-beat & weaken/ #thou nl is dead/ without they heads/ only occupied by likes of 5naira d ape/ a qay who values d1cks than his worth/ yet im dey claim thuq/ bt he can only 'do shit' as a qay/ ..ur damn fake/ # if u actually need a brawl that'll have ya chest trounced/ add Kruuk up on facebook/

66Kazna99:
All yours rhymes seem forced like a Star Wars boss/
Meanwhile readers get hypnotised with the hype sucking it up through straws/
Let me school you, I enter class with oozing class, Red marker for correction/
I go straight to the board in just one direction/
You comot class, waka pass tink say I no see you when I comot glass, oya come collect 5 lashes plus detention/
Make your black yansh red today with muscle pull tension/
Oh so you remember those rhymes you jack? See brain retention/
Did I fail to mention?/
This your "eye service" needs pay in pension/
Well done sir/
Welcome sir/
Where from sir?/
Here's form sir, fill it, feel heat? there's a bathroom in 2 lines 2 píss thread with aircon sir/
You're a disgrace to the economy, you deface the currency/
Your style is outdated you're not rocking currently/
If I put Dj5naira in a box, no be Tafawa Balewa Square/
Only on flow for rank Nigerians dey see 5naira reappear/
For real, Dj5naira is not an artist or a DJ/
Alaba copy production, All him tracks na so so replay/
Ask him when he's releasing mixtape, na story, long ting, be like ęjaculation delay /
Stop trying to B Ronaldo, you miss shot wey you play, Miss star Memphis Depay/
On a Joachim Löw key, DJ 5 Deutsch Marks for scratching his balls/
I heard it clearly the other day at the live press conference hall/
You still can't Fûck with me, your rap dick circumference small/
I'm done with this freestyle, but his is nonsense y'all/

You dumb brah/ lines u pipe don't add up plumber/
ur verse carries d Xteristics of 66, 99 - they odd n even numb bars/

Got shaky feet I don't/ u stain the sheet and moan/
ur home right opposite All-Girls school yet u turn NL to your Meet-Up Zone/

apart ur watery flow/ something every black person know/
Posts, comments too long, you quick make it short when ur phone beepin' Battery Low/

This is horror to observer/ they say I'm monster to that pauper/
Beef you 'serve this Pope' makes u an 'Altar Server!'/

I gatta question your behaviour/ this ur new job after resignin' as wine waiter?/
24/7 monitorin' thread pass active section moderators/

We see you mostly girl section/ your p.enis curls direction/
Head to the "female barracks" if you're lookin' for "girls attention!!"/

You go mad die/ this lad try/ no one likes the sad fly/
Just to feel among you Falz urself formin' bad guy/

You don't spar aggressively/ match this complexity/
at ur age u [size=16pt]walk on foot[/size] formin' star [size=16pt]cele[/size]brity/

Why you rushing/ you naggin' Russian/
Your game is an empty Coke pack lackin' Substance/

You'd bruise/ u'all 'ld see the liquid ooze/
I'm makin' this beatin' soooo good cos you love to spread good news/

Illmortal is my next candidate/ first is annihilate/
I'm that "lawyer" that "mar gee straight!!"/

My personals comes Crack/ your fam I'm gon smack/
You don't have to wear a fit for a funeral as u' all black/

Have a lot more joints/ i'mma guide you so try not to lose focus in this war front/
As you read on, this is No. 4 point/

You go cry sand/ my upper swing sha na die/ I had the fate of the illmortal guy planned/
Belgium opponents could hint you where your eye land/

This is an unendin' addiction/ a full stop we had to. considerin' his condition/
We still expect the “fool back” “defending” his position/

I hop on a thread, ensure my spindle is black/
Fûck a DJ, Imma keep spinning this track/
I got him in a Bboy stance from spinning his back/
Cut out yo 5naira tape, nobody buying that jack/
That's chump change/
Somebody shoulda told this nigga to do something about his dumb name/
I spit the facts & I spit it nicely/
Home boy just acting, he wanna be like me/
You bite me, then fight me, but recognize see?
There can only be Kazna, you? not likely/
DJ pon repeat/
Always rapping offbeat/
How many singles you don drop, non stop, still no hits?/
Skunk wey no dey blow? na why you no fit/
You ain't got heat, this LeBron needs fire/
Steph up to the bar, Jack Daniels, you go shack till you tire/
You go party, borrow money, kon chop jollof/
Come house, 5naira can't even buy kpo puff/
No worries, I go make deposit for bank once I don comot/
For evening, this Abokí carry him beef run from suya spot/
GTB,... Go To Blazes/
If I put the verses you serve in my oven that piece o' shít would taste amazing/
Niggas saying I lost my mind, prolly down in the basement/
I hopped out yo mama's womb shooting lasers & I'm still blazing/
(whut?)

Your flows and sixteen's/ are wack in between/
too many pause and breaks Mr. Crack CD/

I'll burst the thigh of you bingo/ the guy gettin' zero/
ur Sky News proves u just fly with the info/

Its quite traumatic up here/ we got ur tactics so clear/
Stealin' from marvel.com was just a FANT4STIC idea/

ur hitlessness has been spelled/ I should have the gutless expelled/
My victory in "grass court" has a lot to do with the "cutlass you held!!"/

Kaz free bores we all/
learnin' to Space bar has nothin' to do with ur Keyboard/

I'mma slit down this ape/ when I meet with the Pape/
Ur amoeba lines shows ur coach never beat you to shape/

Everything the pup has anchored/ never hammered/
You below average and never up to standard/

He'll be hell f.ucked/ cos we skip his yell en talks/
Electrocute the tortoise till he's shell-shocked/

this Bauer is mean/ my time to shine, the flower is green/
None of your flavour gave you the power to win/

Ds' trick won you/ . yeah, the sick pun poo/
Messi n Gaitan 'ld call that a slick one too/

Hmmm, who's up for a battle?

mikuz:
Hmmm, who's up for a battle?

me

mikuz:
Hmmm, who's up for a battle?

That moment some one took time to constructed a nuclear bomb
,and is asking who will go to war. . . I see your looking for a test subject.

ELYMAXiimus:
me

Let's kick it on Wednesday if you mean am.

dj5naira:


Hydrog3n know no thing bout himself less he google it/

Buh ya girl knows how deep i stick in her figure 8,

Pull ma dick out and you will be crown king Arthur,
With a crown of thorn as a schema of torture

3 years into da game can't find a rap battle of ya,A wanna be jigsaw

Seriously nigga I aren't your foe,
Buh even if you're a pôrnstar you aren't gonna blow

Eze compelled to marry ,Broke ass brought 5 naira as Sarah bride price

Phoenix ashes I rise,Agent of shield I killed Hive,Solomon am wise, looked into your eyes all I see is lies. . . Jesus Christ!!

Just telling y'all the truth so you know,
Kazna intricate watching naruto,While am scare than tomato

Hydro- Power I generate electricity with a Bar that shocks auxiliary rappers as I yawn,
All power belong to Hydrog3n not God

Tsunami,Flood,earthquake volcanic eruption,He created this world's a failed experiment too many flaws,

Tell me where the fûck are the my dinersaurs?

Back to the fact that my Rolex is brighter than your future,

Naaaah. . .I don't have your time cos I've already painted a clearer picture,
After all am a rapper with flying colours.