Wondering why Dj5naria picked 5naira as his only currency this era/An Igbo boy playin' with toys a disgrace to money doesn't know better

Even Biafra won't be proud of Him/Buh am ma correct that teach him 1,2,3

He gonna be killed by Zorro/Body sliced into atomic bit soul frozen by Sub-Zero

Am Hydrog3n and i Atom-matically know

End this clown career on a first class level to France/Entered a cab one passenger left,grabbed him by the balls,whispers this is one chance

You can't escape from me ya know/I just dug two grave you will contain them both

Am a dimensional Nigga who drop's flop's/You the nigga equivalent to the splash when my shît drop

From ma hood we're blowing all the time/So if read beware of explosive nigga,you're probably standing on a mine

That's the only time you gonna blow in your entire life/And when you get to hell boy make sure you close the door.

I speak your fear/ with the beef I stir/ & there's no need to care/ weather you breathing sneer/ or you breed my verge/ . . .
But if any's to bring me despair. . .& swing it near. . .to pierce a smear/
I'll work less to their fry days . . .while lifting spears/ to 'end a weak' with flares/
I hold heathen . . .when my bows splitting. . .leaving f0es bleeding. . .when the wreak displays/ you can't get beta than me. . .when i kick with rays/
my rap is drastic. . .to blast ya plastic/ & slap ya fat lips. . .bleed ya ear/ till I 'break' you down. . .when i shift to gear/ I'm ahead of you. . .you can't 'match' my tactics/ cause, i'm april skilled . . .it's my gift to steer/
So keep ya says/ before i split ak's/
Cause this old deacon . . .folds demons. . .in cold season. . .causing a grieving here/ for trynna persist severe/ or hold treason . . .for no reason . . .will a swift of prey/
So any bleeping around with heavy samples . . .in every angles. . .will only lose a di.ck in squares/
When i launch deadly handles. . .to steep the spheres/ it's best you sneak away . . .cause my punch carries weight . . .like the gym & sets/
This hardened rebel/ slams with metals/ to crack ya dentals/ & sprang ya mental/
Cause every jab is engrained to crop you out. . .if taken to a grassroot level/
& a swing from me. . .hits nice/ to split twice/ ya teeth size/
I bring the worst of pain. . .with a force to main/ slam & bust ya brain . . .on the road. . .for trynna 'cross my lane'/
Now they can call you street wise/


KROOKNESS !

#RageOfTheGutter
.
.
Ffuck sugarcoating, the economy sour
Fans in Belfast keep me steadfast having breakfast fourteen hundred hours
Hit the shower then I scour my room
Grab my nine-millimetre, peep the terror that looms
.
Been plotting the tower, the corridor holding the power
Invade 'em like Bauer, lead showers, I'm finna devour
They cower, I'm Che Guevara boutta administer
Lethal canister to Mr. Sinister Minister
.
Enriching his coffers with dollars, impoverishing all us
Menage under covers with lovers the age of his daughters
Box-cutter in hand, he boutta feel the rage of the gutter
Die right where you stand, he stares @ the barrel and stutters
.
Them heauxs is froze up, security team disposed of
Hand of the law ... immunity seems to hold up
So I roll up, pistol-whip the freaking bitches
Leave 'em needing stitches, son my steelo hold no glitches
.
They knocked out cold, now I'm left all alone
With this old ass crook who been fiddling with his phone
I'm lifting the chrome, ready to send this ffucker home
Two shots to the dome and one to the abdomen...sirens blowing
.
Now I'm nervous, Secret Service encircle the perimeter
What a dilemma, sh*t is sicker than flicks in cinemas
"Devise an escape"...processing thoughts in my cerebral
Save a dime for the tape...y'all keep it locked, I got the sequel
.
~IQ

illmortal:
I speak your fear/ with the beef I stir/ & there's no need to care/ weather you breathing sneer/ or you breed my verge/ . . .
But if any's to bring me despair. . .& swing it near. . .to pierce a smear/
I'll work less to their fry days . . .while lifting spears/ to 'end a weak' with flares/
I hold heathen . . .when my bows splitting. . .leaving f0es bleeding. . .when the wreak displays/ you can't get beta than me. . .when i kick with rays/
my rap is drastic. . .to blast ya plastic/ & slap ya fat lips. . .bleed ya ear/ till I 'break' you down. . .when i shift to gear/ I'm ahead of you. . .you can't 'match' my tactics/ cause, i'm april skilled . . .it's my gift to steer/
So keep ya says/ before i split ak's/
Cause this old deacon . . .folds demons. . .in cold season. . .causing a grieving here/ for trynna persist severe/ or hold treason . . .for no reason . . .will a swift of prey/
So any bleeping around with heavy samples . . .in every angles. . .will only lose a di.ck in squares/
When i launch deadly handles. . .to steep the spheres/ it's best you sneak away . . .cause my punch carries weight . . .like the gym & sets/
This hardened rebel/ slams with metals/ to crack ya dentals/ & sprang ya mental/
Cause every jab is engrained to crop you out. . .if taken to a grassroot level/
& a swing from me. . .hits nice/ to split twice/ ya teeth size/
I bring the worst of pain. . .with a force to main/ slam & bust ya brain . . .on the road. . .for trynna 'cross my lane'/
Now they can call you street wise/


KROOKNESS !

Long i saw good lines like this.

PaulThor:

Long i saw good lines like this.

Thank you sire

"Even your best is weak/ I show y'all how to rock with correct techniques" ~uMang . "Pay homage, respect/ acknowledge the rep" ~Nas

illoQuenz:
#RageOfTheGutter . . Ffuck sugarcoating, the economy sour Fans in Belfast keep me steadfast having breakfast fourteen hundred hours Hit the shower then I scour my room Grab my nine-millimetre, peep the terror that looms . Been plotting the tower, the corridor holding the power Invade 'em like Bauer, lead showers, I'm finna devour They cower, I'm Che Guevara boutta administer Lethal canister to Mr. Sinister Minister . Enriching his coffers with dollars, impoverishing all us Menage under covers with lovers the age of his daughters Box-cutter in hand, he boutta feel the rage of the gutter Die right where you stand, he stares @ the barrel and stutters . Them heauxs is froze up, security team disposed of Hand of the law ... immunity seems to hold up So I roll up, pistol-whip the freaking bitches Leave 'em needing stitches, son my steelo hold no glitches . They knocked out cold, now I'm left all alone With this old ass crook who been fiddling with his phone I'm lifting the chrome, ready to send this ffucker home Two shots to the dome and one to the abdomen...sirens blowing . Now I'm nervous, Secret Service encircle the perimeter What a dilemma, sh*t is sicker than flicks in cinemas "Devise an escape"...processing thoughts in my cerebral Save a dime for the tape...y'all keep it locked, I got the sequel . ~IQ

Too many nursery rhymers here

LorDBolton:
Too many nursery rhymers here

.
Lmao
Haters gon' hate; any day you learn to script like this, I'd have been President of Def Jam.
Smh @"nursery rhymes", your mama!

illoQuenz:

.
Lmao
Haters gon' hate; any day you learn to script like this, I'd have been President of Def Jam.
Smh @"nursery rhymes", your mama!

Ur raps lack direction, nursery shii lemme show u lyrical perfection
Wack niqqa like u having jigga dreams u ain't even worth licking jiggas rim
Forming hard but I know ur e.rection's weak
Form bad but I know u love being pushed on the swing

Look mama's boy don't stray into this grown man's lane I ain't got brakes for heaven sakes I don't wanna leave u lame.

#are u enlightened?

.

LorDBolton:




Ur raps lack direction, nursery shii lemme show u lyrical perfection
Wack niqqa like u having jigga dreams u ain't even worth licking jiggas rim
Forming hard but I know ur e.rection's weak
Form bad but I know u love being pushed on the swing

Look mama's boy don't stray into this grown man's lane I ain't got brakes for heaven sakes I don't wanna leave u lame.

#are u enlightened?

Lol, now I'm shook. Sorry son, sparring with you is gon' be an utter waste of rhymes; you are not worthy.
#nuffsaid

illoQuenz:

Lol, now I'm shook. Sorry son, sparring with you is gon' be an utter waste of rhymes; you are not worthy.
#nuffsaid

Lols predictable...
Run along fam.

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You read I write/ words that stings, excite/
When I rap they shout "Up NEPA!" cos I bring delight/

Old soldier/ actin' babyish as I throw boulders/
Sub-Zero tap you? Why the cold shoulder??/

Its asthma my people/ my grammar na pistol/
claims he stops movin' car at the raise of wand......him be LASTMA official/

No tight synonym/ aint spittin' the right hymn/
Ill is sick after mosquito bites him/

Casket the eel/ lacks the gadget n thrills/
ill wack, im "more drugs" ,...then "basket of pills!!"/

Rupture his abdomen/ 'ld be punctured with javelin/
'ill mortal' too 'thin', structure is 'mascuLean!'/

Bullet gun the lowly/ outdone the homie/
When my “war ship sings” safe bet is to “run, ....Kenoly!!”/

Never had jots, free coined/ all of ur plot is joined/
4 bitin' Bis, Sid, Mik schemes, you just lost three points/

Tis evident from his excrement/ he's negligent/
Hydrog3n a fish when in his element/

Break spine with might/ to the boy who's lines are light/
Beat you any day, you a moon, only shine @ night/

Sighin' finish/ at your crappy lyrics/
you report dull and weak in the dyin' minutes/

The donkey na paste/ me n the fatty no be mate/
H no 'expect' am, when he see the kind beef wey I mince e shout, 'aunty see Pate!'/

Works needin' improve/ you not interestin' Spoove/
can't compete this President, throw ur heart into the ring.., finishin' move/

Ur analogy, LIES/ super fly my foot, mentality unwise/
You under a cloud,. reality-wise/

While this King sail/ nothin' H supports brings hail/
threw his WEIGHT behind and damaged the SPRING SCALE/

Ne'er could slay this sage/ who put the prey in cage/
Potassium hydroxide apart, this KO H/

Yo,Element of surprise

Comma,punctuation menace/Gonna exclamate this past tense/Full stop a nigga paragraph like a death sentence

Double kill em bodies hot nuzzle/Countin' bullet like dead pool/Alphabetical order like i wanna take attendance

DJ lemme try-na make up today/We gone stage a robbery 8 don't be late/Ya aren't goin' back to jail,no debate 'bout you goin' be de-bait/

Passion playing my string/Fashion got nigga crazy with blings/Took no precautions pullin' G-String/Everything I do,blew up on a screwed king Ping

Paul Thor the noise critic demi God who's never rap's a single script

Graphic pic in a battle against Paul Thor who's poo/Mallet pressure like Pharisee on Jew/ Alex who's just came back still pass you

If DJ5naira album 'bout COLA drank in Asgard/Illuminati era put the soda rap on discard/I'll give any Ebola patient High five

9-Millimeter Calibur filled the nigga talking/Excalibur sweep off his head that's shocking/Now He's dreaming in mortuary moving up 'nd down the semetry...I call that sleep walking


This rapper alphabet ya death on a scholar spelling bee/Dagger thrust in ya dick hole an acidic scale test for P.H-D/Should be given an Award. . . for this murder on a 1st degree

Let's have some action please - Hydrog3n vs Dj5naira

& me vs mikuz


...

standing innovation to my fans and niggas ::: respect# ama motivation to young and older #suspect # giving power to trend on lions an adders.. . hmoooooo
not ordinary power cause I spit fire you lines aren't tasty i think is sour :: do you fill
lyrically I know my lines aren't the best !!!!: my one style is better than thousands of yours that i can beat my chest
cause I flow so so simple, my lines don't need explanation or an example
love by the people ,cause not on top yet still on the ladder respect to aunties and uncles I mean the nairalander
respect also unto TUNBOY CAUSE NO OWN IS BADDER

mikuz:
Let's have some action please - Hydrog3n vs Dj5naira

Round 1

Ghen Ghen. . .








F1lm m3 d3str0y th3 arr0gant dr1ver/ w1th num3r1cal cyph3r/
sh00t h1m b/w th3 eyes. Amer1can sn1p3r/

Been hittin' the elf misbehaving/ vets want me trashin' the bear exclaiming/
Battle opponent who doesn't have over 30% health remaining/

Finish him here/ who really will care?/
2 hit kombo sends H flyin' if he must be in the air/

Wordplay is nothing/ diss played are rotting/
His hits takes no life from me, DJ is blocking/

Recognize him not outside/ @ halftime, bar already half-life/
4 Jaw Punch reduce 32 to “3, 5” .,EURO “penalty score” last night/

E'ery page, gunnin' from The Sahara/ to down Anambra/
Always gat 'foe to shoot' 'facing' none 'cameras!'/

Whiff, slamming/ blows till your stiff, bandaged/
protect ur cage or die from rib damage/

Reggae ur blues/ and I display Kung fu/
Ready to confront anytime, im a jump away from you/

mikuz:
Let's have some action please - Hydrog3n vs Dj5naira

when i bring the action, you'd have to duck

your few attempts at audio show, you'd love to rap

im killing your dreams, you can't turn your bars to racks

shoot yo spine and yo ass, the crowd will find it hard to laugh

cuz im drake to the Mik nigga, i chose to send shots back to back


you were king for a while, we felt you didn't look the part

you kept this place together, defended FFR with all your heart

then you claimed to be Achebe, we all fell back and laughed at the rat

you showed glimpses of Achebe...when KimWhyte entered your life..and made things fall apart

since then you've been no longer at ease, you've gotten none shook

if i dropped this literature 3 years ago..you'd have lost your battle with one book

we both live different lives..

you beg for coins at the plaza,
im making major moves in Harvard

i'm sipping fine wine with swagger..you drink alomo, get drunk and stagger


Saw recent pics of you, Mikuz, you looking old and haggard

even Chelsea fans know you've lost form, taking shots at you is no longer a hazard

im in a range bringing change like bus conductors

so im bringing the drama, since you called for action...like agitated workers and movie directors

obesemf:


Saw recent pics of you, Mikuz, you looking old and haggard

even Chelsea fans know you've lost form, taking shots at you is no longer a hazard

**gnashing**

dj5naira:
You read I write/ words that stings, excite/
When I rap they shout "Up NEPA!" cos I bring delight/

Old soldier/ actin' babyish as I throw boulders/
Sub-Zero tap you? Why the cold shoulder??/

Its asthma my people/ my grammar na pistol/
claims he stops movin' car at the raise of wand......him be LASTMA official/

No tight synonym/ aint spittin' the right hymn/
Ill is sick after mosquito bites him/

Casket the eel/ lacks the gadget n thrills/
ill wack, im "more drugs" ,...then "basket of pills!!"/

Rupture his abdomen/ 'ld be punctured with javelin/
'ill mortal' too 'thin', structure is 'mascuLean!'/

Bullet gun the lowly/ outdone the homie/
When my “war ship sings” safe bet is to “run, ....Kenoly!!”/

Never had jots, free coined/ all of ur plot is joined/
4 bitin' Bis, Sid, Mik schemes, you just lost three points/

Tis evident from his excrement/ he's negligent/
Hydrog3n a fish when in his element/

Break spine with might/ to the boy who's lines are light/
Beat you any day, you a moon, only shine @ night/

Sighin' finish/ at your crappy lyrics/
you report dull and weak in the dyin' minutes/

The donkey na paste/ me n the fatty no be mate/
H no 'expect' am, when he see the kind beef wey I mince e shout, 'aunty see Pate!'/

Works needin' improve/ you not interestin' Spoove/
can't compete this President, throw ur heart into the ring.., finishin' move/

Ur analogy, LIES/ super fly my foot, mentality unwise/
You under a cloud,. reality-wise/

While this King sail/ nothin' H supports brings hail/
threw his WEIGHT behind and damaged the SPRING SCALE/

Ne'er could slay this sage/ who put the prey in cage/
Potassium hydroxide apart, this KO H/

Dj5naira, I'm contesting for Mr.Nairaland. Can you turn up for me in the campaign thread?

Hydrog3n:
Yo,Element of surprise

Comma,punctuation menace/Gonna exclamate this past tense/Full stop a nigga paragraph like a death sentence

Double kill em bodies hot nuzzle/Countin' bullet like dead pool/Alphabetical order like i wanna take attendance

DJ lemme try-na make up today/We gone stage a robbery 8 don't be late/Ya aren't goin' back to jail,no debate 'bout you goin' be de-bait/

Passion playing my string/Fashion got nigga crazy with blings/Took no precautions pullin' G-String/Everything I do,blew up on a screwed king Ping

Paul Thor the noise critic demi God who's never rap's a single script

Graphic pic in a battle against Paul Thor who's poo/Mallet pressure like Pharisee on Jew/ Alex who's just came back still pass you

If DJ5naira album 'bout COLA drank in Asgard/Illuminati era put the soda rap on discard/I'll give any Ebola patient High five

9-Millimeter Calibur filled the nigga talking/Excalibur sweep off his head that's shocking/Now He's dreaming in mortuary moving up 'nd down the semetry...I call that sleep walking


This rapper alphabet ya death on a scholar spelling bee/Dagger thrust in ya dick hole an acidic scale test for P.H-D/Should be given an Award. . . for this murder on a 1st degree

Yo! Sup?

GIYAZZ:
Dj5naira, I'm contesting for Mr.Nairaland. Can you turn up for me in the campaign thread?

Who wouldn't.

dj5naira:


Who wouldn't.

Lol, I like that, bro. Thanks for this.

I will hit you up on Facebook. Hope you reply

A man without enemies is a man lacking principles
Talk illuminati..rap my triangles, mind invisibles
Established priorities ...karma slower than revenge
Ely lacks it ...nothing forgotten in public avenge
Snakes don't keep crowds like that 5naira DJ
Hyping a cunning verse to get even ...rap not a relay
Riddles necessary ..with wisdom a mouse keeps three holes
I estimated you to be equivalent of Haitian hoes
Not a rumor you sold your morals ...juvenile nature
Lies are persistent ..he don't care bout mouth fracture
Never expect wordplay schemes dissing wack textcee
You live by Mikuz's tales to deceive a lousy MC
Bets are made ...neglecting a battle invites disaster
Instincts betrayed Ely...what a bizzare star?
I selfish with the mic letting no one tell my story
If raps frustrates the claimed King ...thats no glory
Take a shot ...a cold world , killing is blessing
Topical best? ..Subconscious needs no throne lessons
Profitable to direct... reason Jigs not mingled down
Unseen bullets won't protect poor souls wishing a crown
Cats studying bible a little to sub the holy ghost
I see through the mirage of foes ...present hour of toast
Jesus was hip-hop...first pranked by the casted spirit
Feeling a scripture page was torn ...Men wont feel it
The curses to my writings rose me to greater wisdom
I studied the Eagles.. let my heart have expanded freedom
Never poked on men problems ...is for God to decide
Rebel tears unfolds ...metaphors petty on this side
Gospel truth ..rap animates my body , me deathless
Not a victim of battle worries ...I react like am saint less
Oblivion is inevitable ...in the sun today our life a sleep
Eternal "I" is mind able...for records Boogey is deep

Subconscious:
A man without enemies is a man lacking principles
Talk illuminati..rap my triangles, mind invisibles
Established priorities ...karma slower than revenge
Ely lacks it ...nothing forgotten in public avenge
Snakes don't keep crowds like that 5naira DJ
Hyping a cunning verse to get even ...rap not a relay
Riddles necessary ..with wisdom a mouse keeps three holes
I estimated you to be equivalent of Haitian hoes
Not a rumor you sold your morals ...juvenile nature
Lies are persistent ..he don't care bout mouth fracture
Never expect wordplay schemes dissing wack textcee
You live by Mikuz's tales to deceive a lousy MC
Bets are made ...neglecting a battle invites disaster
Instincts betrayed Ely...what a bizzare star?
I selfish with the mic letting no one tell my story
If raps frustrates the claimed King ...thats no glory
Take a shot ...a cold world , killing is blessing
Topical best? ..Subconscious needs no throne lessons
Profitable to direct... reason Jigs not mingled down
Unseen bullets won't protect poor souls wishing a crown
Cats studying bible a little to sub the holy ghost
I see through the mirage of foes ...present hour of toast
Jesus was hip-hop...first pranked by the casted spirit
Feeling a scripture page was torn ...Men wont feel it
The curses to my writings rose me to greater wisdom
I studied the Eagles.. let my heart have expanded freedom
Never poked on men problems ...is for God to decide
Rebel tears unfolds ...metaphors petty on this side
Gospel truth ..rap animates my body , me deathless
Not a victim of battle worries ...I react like am saint less
Oblivion is inevitable ...in the sun today our life a sleep
Eternal "I" is mind able...for records Boogey is deep

GIYAZZ:
Yo! Sup?

cool,what's popping?

GIYAZZ:
Lol, I like that, bro. Thanks for this.

I will hit you up on Facebook. Hope you reply

Giyazz, what's up, send me a mail via my lezzlie handle. This isn't accessible.