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ciphoenix: dude. You're online Yes & No. |
JOYCEOUS: Give me. |
But I see none in the sky. |
Policewoman: 2GO is for BABIES!!!!!!!!! Nawtipet: 2go is not for babies. Which do I believe? 1 Like |
Cease pidgin talks. |
topeorekoy: PHOTOSHOPPED!!!!!!! |
2legit2qwt: HIS Thought he was fee-male. |
He's losin' his touch as the illest texter/ averagely speakin' I still remain the meanest dexter/ James is gradually fadin' into oblivion . . . just like his colourful V-neck polo . . cos those lines were his weakest ever!/ |
Pump it. |
I speedily take to rome for Justice/ you harsh italian equestrians that be quick to neigh rubbish . . . so hold your horses!/ These beefy rappers I munch/ 'tis more like takin' online lunch/ You couldn't deliver a 9ice 'tot' . . . even after carryin' Alapomeji flows for 9 months!!/ So my forlon brother/ 'fore you stake . . best straighten ya fall-on collar/ Still at that . you'd lose your asss and some few bucks . . . if you bet your bottom dollar!/ Im the stronger being/ got the strength of 6 Kenyan athletes . with endurance skills/ No redemption sung . i'd be killin' this martial art champion at ease . . . so witness as this Bob Mar-lee!/ Drop that executive producer in Nollywood . . . in bed 'im~the' Best/ thats cos ima 'Big Bad Mean Mother Fucker' . doubting Ask the ''Girls'' !/In diss-Bee competition this Akeelah is a speller ace/ transfiguration on course . . . I shone like mozay stellar face/ By Far, mean is an understatement . their career way below average . . . . twice worse than drought . . for once they ne'er reigned!/ Not trynna crack y'all up . pursued female animals with plain Singlet, how him & his squad Chase Dear/ you act like an Angry Kid, but you not oNe . your too cold . . . u only boil on paper/ While im busy performin' more poetic hat tricks than Shakespeare/ what you Garfields can't do, best believe this Jerrycan . . . like fuel containers!/ Heres some Klooney mumbles/ fought in the streets of New York way back . . . Brooklyn Hustle/ So fear this celeb . . . cuz my blows will definitely make you see 'stars' without actually staring at those Nigerian Brewery bottles!!/ I douse burnin' egoes cos I hit at guts/ to hell with the spaniard forwards . . . im launchin' Real attack/ Phukin' losers wishin' they 1-2 . . . the same way Chelsea beat Aston at Villa Park/ |
Krizzkutz: so u dnt wana tiss me You the one saying that. |
jamez3d: My sounds are sick/ Whos this a.rse scribin' nonsense/ frontin' with lyrics that has been long kept/ I fry his dumb sense/ jamez3d as old as he is here . . . still raps with archaic concept/ |
Krizzkutz: an ode to DBR/ one of d biqqest name in FFR/ a nucca dat many respect and bow to . .call him BDarrow Enjoyable. |
Krizzkutz: u fit tiss me awtta rap Friday night freestyle question. |
I strike easily/ these slimy gimmicks/ or any wildly billy/ in tight bikini/ with my lightenin' lyrics/ Rip the half-caste into quarters . . . sword-fightin' with him/ but 'fore I slice the limp prick/ lemme embellish the tale a bit . . . you not a god, Hercules but a weak bros . . . . Mr Gild, the lily!/ Over, off the scene/ I fling these shy canadian models who act a bold Avril Lavigne/ bossin' . . . also known as dumb Bay-bee/ Shootin' boulders from the hill/ blast the appendage of that mischievous lad and have him hop on one foot . . . if he thinks this two-legged being could go out on a limb/ I blow with spectra lines/ and leave dead like Goldie-Prezza time/ any dude that tries to Wit~hold this special guy/ Immortal stupidity so we could say his folly never die/ cuz the nigga is prone to migraine . . . . he requested we hand him Panadol sachet 'fore the journey starts . . . . . . so he could go the Extra mile!!/ Im brave and swift/ to stave and twist/ these frails and meek/ that be lame & weak/ + I maim & squeeze/ cos im hale and fit/ so these Australian geeks/ I tame & freeze/ cos my games are quick/ and I aint talkin' bout late-night thingy . . . but the strait undertaker keeps switchin' btw cemetries all cos of lower pay . . . . makin' graveyard shift!/ Im a good player with rare skills . . . scorin' multiple tripled-hattrick/ but the fake clairvoyant never comes up with anything new . . . . aside from his horrible crippled magic/ So if the baller claim to have put 3 in the back of the net . . . . hes right! A bountiful prickled Mahogany/ I weave deadly metas/ that bury fellas/ with hairy red a.rse/ Im through with the b.itch . let him gerrout/ solidify his testicles when I pump liquid mercury into his ball veins . . fillin' his flattened scrotum with it . . . . . . now hes walkin' with heavy metals!/ I threaten this man that frets/ have him quelled with a squash racket/ Do y'all shop in Hades Cos y'all career is underground movements . . . like going to hell in a hand basket/I'd fade the tout with dead verse/ err'bodies scared no one could say 'His Floweries Were BLAND' !/ cos the fact wacks claim hes clever shouldn't make the spouse wits expand/ My unfailing 'stout' is firsthand/ plus im most intelligent . . . so strong I fell 80 scouts with deer horns/ but your punches will fail you . thats cos im more like ''Thorns'' in this bout . . . . . so you can't Take Me Out with Bare Hands!!!/ |
mikuz: ...and end thinking once. |
You wouldn't raise a leg up above this head . . . . even if you try to perform a strong back kick!/ I agree im black but you? A char-coal more or less a burnt Ashley!/ |
Ya brain suffer from a heart attack/ you think im a typical Nigerian . . . B.ITCH! heres some viral fact/ And im not spreadin' rumours check your b.alls it prolly got tribal marks!/ |
Ya game is so dry and dead/ go checkout his neck . . . as long as Osama beard/ King here . most calm and feared/ you wouldn't take out this Heir . . . if you held a clipper over my head!/ |
mikuz: mikuz: |
That player ABOVE is not good/ game ended . scoreline . . . 4-2/ Phock you/ dumb fool/ down the cliff . . . I expel my trash, even what I did with my waste product was jes exactly your nick . . . . . twas 'Slung Too' !/ |
To keep it short/ FFR is sport/ quit the long talk & spare me ya details/ I spit hellish lyrics . . . so 'twil be an all round colourful outcome when I have you sinners burn to ashes/ I shoot with a striker's momentum at great precision . . . so Earth will be lost faraway in space/ when I take 5 steps backward . . . . . run towards it/ then kick it away from its axis!/ My fly kicks stun addicts/ Landlord here . . . strategy . Floor tactics/ and if 'tis rating battles . I don't take sides . my reasons? I'd rather put the odd man askin' . . RIGHT THERE in the middle . . . like 4 5 6!!/ My wordies spin like Hover Disk/ with stunts than the whole history of acrobatics/ Girls would do anything jes to have me . . . and if fb decides to close chapter . . . models will damage their monitor just to grab my profile pics/ Cuz of my past bed crimes . im now Most Wanted by h.orny cool chics/ Beef? Bring it raw or frozen . ima phuckin' chew it/ I bring twist to tales when I decapitate these 3 Idiots . . . with some Bollywood tricks!/ Ya diction is appallin' . . . even with a billion prewrittens stuff in your shelf you still gon misuse it/ your puns don't interest fellas . . . they are craps of borin' bullshit/ I aint talkin' bout cauterizin' arbiters . . but the way i'd set these Georges ablaze . . . 'twil look like im burnin' Bushes!/ DJ is known for his witty skills & by his tech Nick/ ya girl always hungry for it moment I step in/ she opens up her 'two body holes' and let me/ My d.eek inside her pusssy-shaped mouth . and her 2 hands playin' with my testes/ No monsieur could come in b'tween . . . . . cuz the door of our lips was jammed, shut & padlocked with a french kiss!/ I anchor rhymes and let it sink into ya/ im not into fakes, plus I don't mean ''board of directors in Madrid'' . . . cos I ball with executive Real niggas/ In this BigBrother House, I got bodyguards to make sure . all you dumb puppets remain at the corridor . . . no Doll in/ and im not referrin' to o.rgasmic pleasure . . . . so when you see this soldier coming/ Its best you take to ya heels 'fore my count from 1 to 3 . . . like consecutive integers!/ |
ILLScripts: ILL!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
Deadly manna. |
The way you bore us day in, day out with dull songs/ make us know wacky writeups is what your fond of/ For bypassin' the rules . . . im shootin' THAT thing down with my long gun/ but im confused 'bout his gender cos between him & goat . . . dunno whos more stubborn!/ |
Enitsua is so dumb infact/ he shudda been sanctioned for his old borin' tract/ ''am clearly this rear...am coming early this year'' . . . oh what is that / cuz its 2 Lines To Diss The Person Above You . . . . but this dwarf copies & paste the whole of his verse!/ |
I smear this goat/ with blows and wreck his nose/ Im already d.ope/ but Enitsua would never be close to that . . . until he learn the ropes/ |
KillaVerse: I think so brain. |
Enitsua: Dj5naira u can't F with me so get off me...Hanging like apostrophee, clown of the rap game, I'l hand u akpos's trophee // Check the web, every girl is my mary J, ur Naughty Lady is my No1 fan so she blows me, BJ.// I hold spines/ to stab that broke swine/ for recyclin' my old rhymes/ So he lie when he says he got a d.ope mind/ cuz if the dude claims hes the most creative . . . how come he dissin' me with my old lines /dj5naira: You a Joke in this tournament . . . u deserve the Akpors Trophy/ |
I'd use my hand to kill him now/ I mean this hardened criminal/ You won't deliver lyrics this sweet . . . if you work in a ''bee shop'' like Catholic Ministers/ |
DJ is a delight to watch/ but those 2 phakes got no truth say . . . they lied to us/ so im living these half-live deads RIPPLED . . . like that Gringory/ even Jehovah witnessed as his moves subtract these follies/ You must be joking/ cuz you wouldn't spar religiously . . . even if you purchase The Book of Buy-bull Stories!/ |
babygat: look in front and tell me wat u c B U S T E D ! ! ! |
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