I want you to go first, you challenged my intelligence,

ok,if i go first,i'll still be the same dude to come last
cuz i made you cum already so lay ur head back and taste my funblast
you're like a kid reading the wrong book in the wrong class
with or without cheating,you're still gon come last
my flows go for eternity,your's only last 5 minutes like the same time your shlong last
so step forth and get blown away like a victim of ikeja bomb blast

of course i challenge your intelligence
had no choice but to feel my eloquent flow wrapped up in elegance
sleek gold,you're more like cheapsilver,or rough brass
cuz with the kind of lines you drop im sure your minerals aint long last
this aint a movie so dont get me wrong when i talk about leav'n u in a strong cast
u'd have been better off commiting suicide,batlling me,u just picked the wrong task
so now i get to watch you die like a sheep at the slaughter house
tech aint no pussy!,im that big cat that come 2ru and slaughter this mouse
"panthera leo"yeah,thats what im about
the love-vendor lion that let the ladies catch prey and feed to his mouth
i seriously doubt/you'll last more than a bout
but in the end i'll make you better and thats what im about!

your shot sleek!

[b]G i think you are too easy on me, do the hardcore, follow my beat 1,2
Teknik!your casket closed, your account froze, system shutdown
Coin was tossed, dice was rolled, it all went round
Its now everybody's turn, the first to gun down
After whooping your cash, you want me rundown
My years have prepared me, military background
Name me the jewel of the undergrounds
Now pull the trigger; Nigger aint you triggered?
Systematically going father, more faster
Future looks brighter, approaching faster
Emphatically ive been the king of Lyriks
God knows i hate kritiks
My moves after gulping booze, I got tricks
Im up to the task I'll strategize my techniques
All night long exploiting, my back cricks
I conclude you guys can predikt
Foes using my mistake as an exhibit
While the streets is getting chronics, thug convicts
Jury always wants to post Death-Row verdict
Blackmails, I'll hammer you with your own nails
faster than ya'll made me flip pages
Proclamation , new stages sprout up new faces
Too many rappers, athletes and actors, new ages
Earth bear witness, no stres, more gangster cases
They were trapped under they nest, stabbed on their chest
Locked behind bars, dress in all black, ready to fight back
They were still kept under the dark, if they slack
Would they survive the attack, home they are back
Ready to splash cash, stash beneath the soil, in their money sack
The press spying to look for info to make public
My next move'll make you stiff and stoic
Life as a celebrity, you better recognize my identity
From coast to coast, i remain the best on this boat
I aint boast, make ya'll roast, God chose me
Let go of my coat, i need to clone the ghost
not the F.O.B, respect my steel, sleek his out of bounds,


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ayt dude you try going deep on me but i find out it's still shallow
that piece of land you call your brain has'nt been left to fallow
better not bite off more than you can chew and swallow
pr you'll end up as raw mineral help'n someone's land fallow
my casket is closed but it's your body locked inside
you aint a gem;not all things that glitter can be called gold
cuz you wnt ever shine even if you sold your soul
you're going off point dude;this is a battle,stay on course
put some more effort in,try to battle the onslaught
i'll kill you and present your corpse as evidence of my innocence in court
and i'll be let off the charges cuz i pleaded to much skill
and your dead body will serve life in prison without a chance of bail appeal
cuz you action's were blasphemous,you tried to challange a god
i split your flows in half without moses' rod
my lines are the writings on the wall,i dnt do blackboards
making three pointers lyrically without hitiing the backboards
i'm that raw!kill you and sleep with your wife cuz i lack laws
im sicker than your grandpa on his death bed
so do yourself a favour and post this on your next thread-
"don't mess with the tech,he's well bred
you fink you're rich in lines,i'll leave your ass on welfare
people dying,faces changin, hu the hell cares!?
if thats your concern,switch your interest to healthcare
when you're ready to drop smtn hot,i'll be sure to bring hell here

kudos to P.techniq , he dey try sha

[b]Hello Teblik, sori I mean leftclick? Abi let me be specific!
Am only kidding. Waiting on me all day? Then u have me!
Just 25 lines? Am disappointed…!!!
You talk more like we’ve met b4, lol, angry? it’s a game okay?
Your casket closed my body in? Doesn’t make sense!
Coz then ur soul has no place to stay, already sentenced to eternal death
I’ll be in the undergrounds, celebrating ur burial with my cults
Tekniks needs to get a plot in his uncommon sense, and plant ur court
Where u can pledge allegiance to murder, with a corpse in ur possession, Bleep!
Try that in your neighborhood and you’ll know more
I pity you, u’ll rather rot in jail, Plus
Ur lines are combination of old sayings, don’t borrow
If u call my lines shallow, I bet my shallow rhymes still swallow your flows
Sure am one the gleaming idol that can be called gold, alive will it buy ur cheap soul, cant trade with it for dope
You aint worthy to buy my soul brother, am not that cold
And if I’ll turn to be raw minerals/materials? AH, u know?
Am still wealthier than if u sell ur life flows
U make me laugh really, ahahah
Better take hell to your domain coz none aint need it here,
I’ll better send u there if u hesitate b4 you incinerate this forum coz really do care!
When ur sicker than ur so called granpa, I guess ur the most wanted in health care
Mind you… maybe one day ur seed might get laid coz lack of welfare
In fact I still do care ‘bout my society all years
Whats the definition of your battle? U go just tear!
Maybe machine-guns, ammunition? Criticizing, well I aint fear
We battle rhymes, not diss, So I spit whatever I can spare
U don’t really think b4 you drop flows
First Ur dead brain needs to be plowed
U kill urself with ur lines, and ur points?
Whats guts u’ve got to tell me where to stay? On Point?
On course? Men Ur cursed! Ah ah Bleep course!
Go learn a rap course; still nothing aint change in ur talks
U aint a moderator and administrator, never front ur empty skulls
Drop ur garbage and let pple rate it raw, you are mentally blur
Ur rhymes on ur territory walls? Better! I bet not nairaland boards coz we aint that dull
Name ur 3pointers, it aint visible, u’r sour, Plus you make me bored!
I guess that’s why ur rhymes are locked
‘people dying,faces changin, hu the hell cares’!? As u said
Why do you care about the damn ikeja bomb blast?
I can’t make a sense from ur lines, I swear no sentiment, u don cast!
If u further dis way, u’ll just be a snake that walks on a rock with no path. Gba!
U think little, try think deep brother, modaf**ker
If the next thin on ur mind is to f**k my gurl broda
Not wife coz still single, don’t abuse my license to mingle with millenniums daughters
Then ur a LovePeddler, a whim and a worm, u’r cluttered
Not in the undergrounds where u can’t come, you’ll be slaughtered
Maybe in ur dreams with the fallen angels, consequently after u’r murdered
Ptekniks, I’ll get ur ass where it belongs, I promise, wallahy, u need another?

I need moderators to rate our flows********

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my flow's so deep they submerge you,now u stat'n to want to talk like me
i told you to be deep not throw a lyrical tantrum irrationally
but you're kinda buggin though it's only fractionally
my flows is sky high,so no matter how hard you drop your shit,you're still a splash under me
it's pyrotechnique,you gotta respect that name
you would'nt blow up even if u was a suicide bomber for bin laden,your text's are that lame
you celebrating with cults!? refute that claim
before some lucozade dudes step into your apartment with the boosters men
my lines are a combination of old sayings!no playing!?
you just a new breed of rapper my flow's ancient
if my lines were any sicker they'd be blasphemybut i'm no atheist
but i'm not below screwing yo bitch ass,i'm a flow rapist
your brain patterns kinda fluctuating
wack, nice, wack, nice, take your time,be patient
you used the dictionary for have the lines you're stating
the other half comes from those dudes behind you waiting
for the god like me to drop more bars,more glorious words
more advice,more sharpening stones for your swords
more steam to your train,more fuel to your vehicles
more neurons to your brain,turning you on so there's more sperm for your testicles
i dnt need to prove myself to you imbeciles
i lock u behind my bars if u Bleep with me,my facilities is correctional
skills is exceptional
to me your just a vestibule
thats a small entrance dumbass,so i just do me and step thru u
my lines are dope,your's is just vegetables
you release what you can!please dude your whole lines is expendables
your words are to closely matched,amounting to insensible
poisionous like toxic chemicals
1 last words pay attention,im not just blessed my genius is intentional

peace!!!
kinda busy so it's not much.hu's gon moderate?

I'm nt a moderator or such.bt if u ask me.i'l go with P.techniq,
You guys wuda set a poll or sumtin on d thread.so guys can vote.Thumbs up!

that's 1 for me,any1 that wants to vote should just post his choice here

!!?? im wait'n o!

Mehn!!!!!! . . .Well, i fink P.TECHNIC iz bera. Ma vote goes 4 him

pyrotechniq is murderin dis sleekgold guys ass,

[b]Sincerely i aint here to diss anybody
Vehemently show casing my talent to everybody
Lending my poetic genius to whoever may need it
God bestowed me love then i cant reject it
Over my grave will i ever want to be like you, am born in my own world to rule
Everybody's got a dream, a hopeful to own a six times two
Putting all blasphemy's G's under coz thats how am skooled
Emergin as the best everywhere i turn, as fast as i can move
You cross into my path you get wacked coz my territory is bruised
My uniqueness is visible, only if you can decode my parables
I'll castrate your flows and you'll turn to a bull
The crack-heads stalking, loud-mouth's talking
My distinctness made me more like a god why woulda be bluffin?
I'll spit it endless till my rhymes are debuggin
Its stress-less, i care less, my innate ability am building
I'll jet far across the universe for the sake of rap proclamating
when am done the excavating, I bet you'll be stunnin
I kick you ill skills under my heels then brains twisting
I'll whip ur ass up as you're still in the rap kindergarten
Oh said my flows are combination of dictionary, from where are ur lines coming?
May be you extracted them from somewhere in the air where they are lurking
My brains is working round the clock, thats where my flows are proceeding
How many % of you brain's active? devil genius succeeding
Then the final nail on your coffin
I excel from the below now on top of the spit row
Picking up my stereo's remote control quickly
i try to stay mellow, rock, well acapella rhymes'll
I'm new on the rap scene, brothers never heard of me
Yet am mean, i shine a light on perpetrators
One step at a time takes me ahead, i dont need an elevator
Your flows are ancient, are u an excavator?
With my lil demo I'll break eve, so i dont need an accelerator
You got to be murdered on the humble, gun's blast, niggaz tumble
Holler my name in every ghetto jungles
i scale you and conclude you just a goons of my remains
Mad criminals undercover, homicide chasin brother
My flows send you exile, make you run like a cheetah

[/b]

your brain's moving/don't necessarily mean your skills improving
i rose from the dead,that facts been proven/young dracula i'm casket opening/mask removing
i'll knock your train of tot off the track it's moving
excavated from one of egypts ancient building/the papyrus of knowledge;the same words im spewing
i'm way back like the time of magic potions brewing/when they kept boiliing vats of oil on the top of buildings
more complex than da vinci's code/harder to find than king solomon's gold
more reverred than heroes of old/twice as cool like siamese twins with cold
you dont wanna diss cause you's a diss-appointment
my lines preach the truth to you and annoint you a disciple with ointment
the Bleep you know bout parables?!
/old men take my lines to the grave n beyond,while your deepest lines are discardables
talking bout poetic genius,you just aint got it
you spend your whole day composing lines and your soul tells you it aint worth it
it's one thing to put words together,its another to make them sensible and perfect
you know how to copy draw don't make you an artist
my lines come from my subconsious
murdering you unconsciously leaving your subconscious unconscious
you got nufn on the technique dude,go back to your sponsors
go back to lying on bed awake cuz you're scared of the under ground monsters
go back to your bitch ass army where 2 faced rats tell you shun sir!
while you watch me do ma thing and get turned on hoping that you was me like a IndecentStar!!!!!!!!!

p. technique is off the hook. very prolific

P.technique,i kn0 u tryin ta make a statement bt save ur stuf 4 sm1 else, its 0bvious who's won this.

sorry o! im not tryna make any statements just hav'n fun sha!

[b]my brains is sterilized and your mind is infertile
You are pissing on me really but its all planted on a hard soil, makes'em futile
They are not enough for a G like me to make my lines commit suicide
who cares where u from, either from the dead, the graves, west or from the nest save that in your historical files
what the heck truth ur line's preaching? telling me ur fake auto-biography background styles
Teknik i wont show you all my stones and gold
coz anythin new can get old
but i'll fight you with courage bold
if your blood is hot i'll make it cold
I'll journey with you to a dungeons of rap
where fake niggaz like you wont make it back
where one day i'll be hailed as a messiah of rap
you soul is trapped under me falling in love with a slave master
Sincerely yours Nairaland's most brave rapper
if it took me years to make my flows, the hell u care as far as is capable to blow ur roof off ur buildings
It takes you minutes to put up lines you inherited when ur grands are still thuggin
u do copy and paste, next is tellin me about Egypt ancient building, maybe thats really where ut lines are coming
be real and better use ur brains and stop exavating histories from wheresoever u copy d words u'r spilling
ur lines and sets of combination of beautiful words you researched that bred up ur skills on dissing
go learn how to drop flows of eternity, ones that the next world can bite on
The jewel of the game is i was something better b4 i put up a rhyme
which am convinced it'll make me richer than a slipper made Cinderella better
now the battle is gettin weird much more similar to a nocturnal
but my reasons personal, breaking the locks that made u think am a stranger
and every lines and rows of shit i drop i get better
Sure you're gettin votes and ur head's deceiving ur mind, how many of ur lines can u pass on the next generation?
i drop words of wisdom, my dreams, my flows and intention are on different perception
I cant lay low on you, get ur mind off it, its only a figment of ur imagination
Thats what i call focus and solid determination
pumping for somethin, some up-rise, plus some fail
My intellect prevails from a hanging cross with nails
i reinforce the frail, with lyrics that's real
while you watch my herbs stands still
As the night close down on the earth like gray dark rings
light of cities in the night, destination of kings
I'm like the farmer, planting words, people are seeds
just hold before of you one of those prophetic MC's
With blunted flows, 669 + ur soul in me
I'll slay you in the infamous free clinics coz you are the sickest shit ever lived!
I sell time and i get paid every minute
I give you every second low priced, if so lies the truth is
time waits for no one, in fact
it cant wait for the date to snatch the ground right from under you
Nigga if u rapping with razor just keep it under ur tongues

Ur next lines here will be sham if u start telling me about historical syndromes!!![/b]

U guys needs to lemme know where my weaknesses lies,

deep

aiight Gee, lets hang the battle for a lil while, and lemme save for some other dudes here,, however, i need to improve,

easy,easy dude, nice one sha!l8a then

eheheh okay ooo i gotta buzz u, if i have somethang to say, u have nice lines, but is music always bout battle??

not really,if you feel like doing smtn else,im game

smtn else like what?

maybe you should drop a topic n ill freestyl bout it,without going off point n vice versa