If you think you f**kin man enough drop your contact let's go to a group chat were we would brawl. ...Every one interested should drop too

If you interested in what's app rap battles and you know you got the balls to knock down souls .....send enter to this contact 07051045601 on WhatsApp. ....and come brawling

vermaniace:

a male b**ch waging war against immortal

I won't bother wasting time on a kitten like you. You're weak sauce.

swave7:


I won't bother wasting time on a kitten like you. You're weak sauce.

let's battle then since am weak ...then we would go to the WhatsApp group too

swave7:


I won't bother wasting time on a kitten like you. You're weak sauce.

baba stop luring you can't do rap shii. . You just have mouth ...If you know your balls are complete battle me and prove your manhood if not ... We would be looking for who the Pussii is ...

I make moofuckas bleed umma teatcher
nigga ur mind running slow u need a rizla
run to all these neighborhoods umma cheater
but I gotta come to me for confession umma preacher
I gotta long ass gat shoot tru seater
and a long ass kay nice 2 meet u
If u living ya life low better move on
cuz this is my block and all we do is move on
the beef is on so u know da crew on
done mess up ur girls face she need a new thung

Formers!!!!!!!!!!

Yopopping shii outa your mouth..We got smokes every were looks like I run Down your engine//..on my own turn there would be no
u-Turn here cus your dead end is pending//..
Now niggas be asking where I get these vibes from..am so vokin current my punches are electrical//..yeah I enlighten these dumb voks call me the lighter..I turn up these dead folks and panebeat their OT am practical//..

son of a thousand father your mother's breast was the reason things fall apart was written//.am not tryna bore you am just making a hole for this dead kitten//..your bae would be crashing on my pocket cus you broke nigga can't make a bar//..and your fams would be pointing at the sky cus they see me as a star//..

We rocking brooks but we got raba in the pocket//..your guys would be balling and all they would be doing is kicking the bucket //..I be like your folks and ground you six feet down the ground//..your girl friend with her yam legs now feeling broken after stripping to my room ,she taught I couldn't pound//....

On a new level we uptown and your gees would be rocking old school shirt//..what advice can I offer you when you gay father couldn't stop wearing skirt//..freestyle battle it is not some poetic presentation//..but what battle could you ever do when your enemies have given your destiny a caption//....


I rest my case

vermaniace:

let's battle then since am weak ...then we would go to the WhatsApp group too

Small fry... hush.

swave7:


Small fry... hush.

drop your contact

I gotta nyce chorus listen

All I do is make money money money

All I do is make money money money

All I do is make money money money

3 Times

vermaniace:
drop your contact

Fuq no!

swave7:


Fuq no!

wanted to add you up to the what's app group but ...since you a peninsula. .go vok yourself

NEW SONG BY G'IYAZ OUT NOW, GUYS!!!

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Christmas Rhymes....

That Lively Affair/ is Finally Here/
This is Christmas, a Time of the Year/
When Christians gather, merry, Dine and they Cheer/
Foods of different Kinds will be Shared/
Slay mamas and sharp Guys are Prepared/
bottles will be popped for sure, red Wine or them Bears/
See am Finely Aware… … of the Irony Here/
How Niggas gone use em own hands to throw they Dimes in the Air/
Looking all swaggered with the designers they Wear/
Spending lavishly till the money made from their Grind Disappear/
That shit is Slightly Unfair…..
How dudes hustle all year just to Spend on Christmas/
Yall need Sense my Niggas…..
coz that tradition or mentality ought to End this Instance/
According to the scriptures he “Came to give Light/
he is a comforter, who Makes me Survive/
The King, the redeemer who Reigns in my Life/
Evil men hide, coz at the mention of his Name they will Die/
Jesus got me covered, now feeling fly like Planes in the Sky
I wanna eat Christmas delicacies so my Heart be Free/
Celebrate with the rhymes and forget my Past Histories/
To be the best I can be and kill them Bad Witches/
Christmas disco? I could sure appreciate a Sound so Sweat /
Imma dance to the rhythm, Big Sean! My moves and Bounce so Lit/
2k18 am coming, but aint with a Misfit Shoe/
Coz I got a lot of expectations, I hope my Dreams come True/
I pray to God for long life, so I’ll stay fit in This Hustle/
Plus I wanna see and make GREENS like its Mistotoe/
Middle finger to yall who been dey Fault my Flow/
When I dialed Hello from the other side, yall dey Mock the Bro/
Non of yall answered or picked my call just because am Broke/
It’s a trap, a fact my fame will POP next year, I’ll Shock my Foes/
Aint no JAZZ, Forget the genre I’ll be the new Rock n Roll/
I miss my sisters, siblings, loved once, the rest? nah! They Doubted a Nigga/
2k18 we gone come through, smooth Out of the Filter/

To be continued……….

gottoboy:
Christmas Rhymes....

That Lively Affair/ is Finally Here/
This is Christmas, a Time of the Year/
When Christians gather, merry, Dine and they Cheer/
Foods of different Kinds will be Shared/
Slay mamas and sharp Guys are Prepared/
bottles will be popped for sure, red Wine or them Bears/
See am Finely Aware… … of the Irony Here/
How Niggas gone use em own hands to throw they Dimes in the Air/
Looking all swaggered with the designers they Wear/
Spending lavishly till the money made from their Grind Disappear/
That shit is Slightly Unfair…..
How dudes hustle all year just to Spend on Christmas/
Yall need Sense my Niggas…..
coz that tradition or mentality ought to End this Instance/
According to the scriptures he “Came to give Light/
he is a comforter, who Makes me Survive/
The King, the redeemer who Reigns in my Life/
Evil men hide, coz at the mention of his Name they will Die/
Jesus got me covered, now feeling fly like Planes in the Sky
I wanna eat Christmas delicacies so my Heart be Free/
Celebrate with the rhymes and forget my Past Histories/
To be the best I can be and kill them Bad Witches/
Christmas disco? I could sure appreciate a Sound so Sweat /
Imma dance to the rhythm, Big Sean! My moves and Bounce so Lit/
2k18 am coming, but aint with a Misfit Shoe/
Coz I got a lot of expectations, I hope my Dreams come True/
I pray to God for long life, so I’ll stay fit in This Hustle/
Plus I wanna see and make GREENS like its Mistotoe/
Middle finger to yall who been dey Fault my Flow/
When I dialed Hello from the other side, yall dey Mock the Bro/
Non of yall answered or picked my call just because am Broke/
It’s a trap, a fact my fame will POP next year, I’ll Shock my Foes/
Aint no JAZZ, Forget the genre I’ll be the new Rock n Roll/
I miss my sisters, siblings, loved once, the rest? nah! They Doubted a Nigga/
2k18 we gone come through, smooth Out of the Filter/

To be continued……….

Nice

My worda cute, comes with swagger/
images I shoot, none is hotter/
Hands SOILED, but won't stop DIGGIN' till I get to the ROOT of d matter/

plant those mentally ill around us/ down but...
Bad harvester musta been 'cos six feet below is where I "ground Nuts!!"/

Stuttered little/ read a poem and left my lover grinning/
That's super man! but in my mind its 4u 2 wonder woman/

'Tis crazy when I hit shop/ as my screech halt/
Gurls all over the car ... what you witness in F1 Pit Stop/

renamed Dj St-RAM-BOO-rella/ since I ram boos better/
they see D n cum wella/ leave 'em drippin' Wet than Damsels in the rain without Umbrella/

I still the Knight & Pope/ bringin' light n hope/
but y'all pass learnin' the ropes . . . cos with what I can see
...think i'd call u "pegs" as y'all now "bite tha rope!!"/

I'ma class higher/ and my spat wilder/
PM me if you've lost your way in the game I can be your path finder/

Up there shinin' furthest afar/
I'm your Joseph, bow down and worship a star/

dj5naira:
My worda cute, comes with swagger/
images I shoot, none is hotter/
Hands SOILED, but won't stop DIGGIN' till I get to the ROOT of d matter/

plant those mentally ill around us/ down but...
Bad harvester musta been 'cos six feet below is where I "ground Nuts!!"/

Stuttered little/ read a poem and left my lover grinning/
That's super man! but in my mind its 4u 2 wonder woman/

'Tis crazy when I hit shop/ as my screech halt/
Gurls all over the car ... what you witness in F1 Pit Stop/

renamed Dj St-RAM-BOO-rella/ since I ram boos better/
they see D n cum wella/ leave 'em drippin' Wet than Damsels in the rain without Umbrella/

I still the Knight & Pope/ bringin' light n hope/
but y'all pass learnin' the ropes . . . cos with what I can see
...think i'd call u "pegs" as y'all now "bite tha rope!!"/

I'ma class higher/ and my spat wilder/
PM me if you've lost your way in the game I can be your path finder/

Up there shinin' furthest afar/
I'm your Joseph, bow down and worship a star/

you tried

Line for that bitch in Christmas



when I saw this girl at February I'll be dropping lines for her and spitting METAPHOR//..
now its December already and I don't know what I MET-HER-FOR//...
wasted dates .. wasted March and a long run and I aimed outa TARGETS//...
now I see all through and am enlightened like I was struck by the lightening THOR-GETS//..

Then I would be scavenging for models that kill shots with JUST-A-POSE//..
And these ones be forming player ..and I'll be 'omo you no be dvd' I would end your career with JUST-A-PAUSE//...
I show myself,I control this bitches like a yahoo boy on a COMPUTER//...
And my Bro would be like ..'guy put her in the family way 'and am like..fam I gat raba to chase if you like you could COME-PUT-HER//....


VERMANIACE...

mikuz:

Nice

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DEAR MAMA

I wanna tnk you for bringing me into this world true

Where I knew truth in falsehood

Tank you for everything you done too,

for not turning your back on me even when I wronged you

in skul i learnt maths,english and there was bonjour

but the greatest thing i learnt in life is to love and that was from you

tank you for been my strength when the storm blew

And its because of you i grew strong too

Momma m sorry for all the pains you gon through

The actions you took like DON 2

From day one till now I could have stumbled or turn fool

But in your love,i remained on route

for Its like the greatest bond,glue

Mama...M sorry for not being patient,for always wanting to move forward

m sorry for not always heeding to your words

when u asked if I did dis or that and m like...m nor sure or what

M sorry for my raw ways...,if I never put a smile on your face

its pure grace cos in all case my mistake you forgave

M sorry for all the lies I told

for anytime I ever told you.."why and so" or even "kaii and ohhh"

M sorry for ever keeping you all night awake

For all the mistake I made

M sorry
For hurting ur feelings and putting ur heart at stake

M sorry for anytime I ever frown when you talk

Good lord

Its stupidity that often ruled us

M sorry for ever ..
.
I just wanna say m sorry mama
And

I love you

I LOVE YOU MAMA

Alright people,I'd love u to listen to this 'Gucci gang cover' and tell me your thoughts. Recorded with a phone so don't expect anything magical. Try your best not to be brutally honest too cos MAN'S GOT FEELINGS TOO,YA KNOW? . Here's the link,hopefully you'll love it. I'm optimistic. https://www.datafilehost.com/d/7fcd6fff

ahaha. so long..happy birthdayy to me. _______ ___
I outranked my rank/ Its weird how you still wanna analyse my rhymes/ The students nuh hot. cause i firefight his class/ Embarassed his clique/ Penalised the guy/
for his fouls.
These days, i only flow to tutor/ 6 bullets in your belly, and you say you flow to stupor/ Mysterious verses, you cant explain what you saw/ Its 2018, and you're the fvcking new esau!/
Sexy lines, you can make love to 'em/ If its not dough talk, I avoid arguments/ All these indomie generation kids claiming husslin/ I wonder how many of em would wanna fvck wih me!/ Like how I dismembered a fool adorably/
He was rude. said his flow was of the latest/ The last flow i had was cash-related/ Benjaminnn like a city player/ A-list hustler. you wanna diss? go get your sheets in order/



24 on 28 freestyle! . watch out

LhoOd:
ahaha. so long..happy birthdayy to me.
_______ ___

I outranked my rank/
Its weird how you still wanna analyse my rhymes/
The students nuh hot.
cause i firefight his class/
Embarassed his clique/
Penalised the guy/

for his fouls.

These days, i only flow to tutor/
6 bullets in your belly, and you say you flow to stupor/
Mysterious verses, you cant explain what you saw/
Its 2018, and you're the fvcking new esau!/

Sexy lines, you can make love to 'em/
If its not dough talk, I avoid arguments/
All these indomie generation kids claiming husslin/
I wonder how many of em would wanna fvck wih me!/
Like how I dismembered a fool adorably/

He was rude.
said his flow was of the latest/
The last flow i had was cash-related/
Benjaminnn like a city player/
A-list hustler.
you wanna diss? go get your sheets in order/




24 on 28 freestyle! . watch out

You want a battle ...
Meet me Vermani, the butcher boy //
I Diss you like we beefing and dis-mantle you like a toy //

Sucker

vermaniace:
Line for that bitch in Christmas



when I saw this girl at February I'll be dropping lines for her and spitting METAPHOR//..
now its December already and I don't know what I MET-HER-FOR//...
wasted dates .. wasted March and a long run and I aimed outa TARGETS//...
now I see all through and am enlightened like I was struck by the lightening THOR-GETS//..

Then I would be scavenging for models that kill shots with JUST-A-POSE//..
And these ones be forming player ..and I'll be 'omo you no be dvd' I would end your career with JUST-A-PAUSE//...
I show myself,I control this bitches like a yahoo boy on a COMPUTER//...
And my Bro would be like ..'guy put her in the family way 'and am like..fam I gat raba to chase if you like you could COME-PUT-HER//....


VERMANIACE...

wack ewok

deactivate yo

you have no use here

Kids with their wack lines... Lemme show y'll how a god like me does it. Feel free to punch me... Get ready!

JoeWendell:






wack ewok

deactivate yo

you have no use here

don't be stupid Bro. ...I would make you unstable like nepa light ...


stop being a kid battle this thing off

I don't even want to battle you bring in that cock
named chinos20. .that can't throw a punch but forms heavy weight champion

vermaniace:
I don't even want to battle you bring in that cock
named chinos20. .that can't throw a punch but forms heavy weight champion

See this ape trying to form superman... Am laughing in HYSTERICS,now i suggest you go back to the alphabeta class and learn brain BASICS. #YourTalkIsCheap just like dah b*tch who's got YOU
I make it clear no steering cause i OWN YOU!
Dumb nigga like you,gotta vent to be NOTICED,
Be proud son,cause daddy's surely gonna get you POLISHED
I'm your real daddy nigga, Your mur'fuckin' daddy.
When am done you gonn' see just how clear it can be.
Respect is needed,its a son chronology
Uh,when ah be swimming with SHARKS,nigga be dancing with STARS,
Am the real true rapper,all these punks are just FAKERS.
So sick of jurks telling me what i can or can't DO,
Light this dead thread up with two standing CANDLES
Your b*tch dare not cross me,there ain't nothing i can't DO.
And yo mama loves it too,cause i use a D*LDO.

Deckline:

See this ape trying to form superman... Am laughing in HYSTERICS,now i suggest you go back to the alphabeta class and learn brain BASICS. #YourTalkIsCheap just like dah b*tch who's got YOU
I make it clear no steering cause i OWN YOU!
Dumb nigga like you,gotta vent to be NOTICED,
Be proud son,cause daddy's surely gonna get you POLISHED
I'm your real daddy nigga, Your mur'fuckin' daddy.
When am done you gonn' see just how clear it can be.
Respect is needed,its a son chronology
Uh,when ah be swimming with SHARKS,nigga be dancing with STARS,
Am the real true rapper,all these punks are just FAKERS.
So sick of jurks telling me what i can or can't DO,
Light this dead thread up with two standing CANDLES
Your b*tch dare not cross me,there ain't nothing i can't DO.
And yo mama loves it too,cause i use a D*LDO.

you want a battle ?...I could give you one ..This one you following all over rap thread

Ibime:
@ lalaboi. . . . I can see the improvement. . . . the ideas are clever, but the delivery needs work. . . . I think ya ready to battle Mykali. . . .


Me sef, I no fit carry last. . . .had a surge of creativity last night and wrote one of my illest verses ever in record time. . . .I just started and couldn't stop. . . . be patient with it. . . .it starts off slow. . .




Nobody on the corner got stagger like you/
cos nobody on the corner drank a gallon of brew/
The raps that I spew/ will depict ya defeat/
cos I can walk on water. . . without lifting my feet!/
Which kid can compete/ with my vociferous speech/
I wear a vest . . .and hit you with the tricks in my sleeve/
Im spitting the heat/ What you kick is Petit/
Even[i] Portuguese players[/i]. . . couldn't fit in Ma niche!/
You're quick to conceive/ thoughts of bringing the beef/
so I hold you upside down. . . .and make you think on ya feet!/
If you thinking Im weak/ cos I sinked to defeat. . .
Ill make you change ya view. . . without switching ya seat!/
How many niggas could keep/ multisyllable schemes/
and keep on throwing punches. . . . without missing a beat?/


Tell me which flipping emcee/ is as prolific as me?/


What I spit is unique/ You should be paying for these/
Say goobye to ya money. . . cos Im waiving the fees/
I stay in the street/ seven days in the week/
fishes inhale my weed. . . .when Im blazing the reef!/
I must be crazy indeed!/ but I got babies to feed/
so if my dough come up slow. . . then Im raising the yeast/
If you dont like this verse, you're too lazy to read/
but my word is God's law. . . you could take it as creed!/


Bitches stay on their knees/ just to gratify lust/
so like a rabbit, I just. . . have to rapidly bust/
We walk on thin air. . . defying gravity's thrust/
so nobody on the earth. . . got swagga like us!/
Im in a Phantom deluxe/ You at the back of the bus/
when my flow test ya mettle. . . ya bars gradually rust!/


Which man can I trust?/ when there’s snakes in the grass?/
Im making bitches Crackle. . . so Im labelled as Brash/
Still, I pose the questions you’re unable to ask/
I can play with the stat[/i]s. . . . so lets [i]table the facts. . .
You say that Im wack/ but there's no debate I can rap/
cos Im off the hoo[/i]k. . . and you were [i]raised on the rack!/
The AK's that I pack/ were made in Iraq/
and I use acidic flows. . . as my base for attack/


I make nations collapse/ when Im going to war/
A blow to ya jaw. . . would place ya dome on the floor/
I put my verses on display. . . so you know that Im raw/
but eyes haven't seen . . .  .what Im holding in store!!/
I could open the door/ but Im too greedy to share/
Im bout to blow this place. . . .like a helium flare/
Im known for blowing weed in the air/
so there's no reason to stare. . . if I fall asleep in my chair/
In a season of cheer/ I find no reason to share/
The way I tax niggas. . . not even Caeser compare/
I defeat ya career/ so it's me that you fear/
I give birth to ya depression. . . when I[i] breed [/i]ya despair!/
I instruct you how to rap. . . and my[i] teaching is clear[/i]/
cos Netcees need an e-manual. . . and Jesus is here!!!!/

this is called rap..