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Hydrog3n:
I can see that you've gotten rusty/Too loyal to me that you always trust me

I bang her (Banger) ,your bîtch and it wasn't even Chris mass /You knew about this buh didn't have the balls to act out

tysonnn:
Wack

ELYMAXiimus:
what i script is intense/

i shoot VERBS to leave niggas in the PAST; i'm just speaking IN TENSE/

like: when i script, i KILL with these pens/

i dispense rhythm at your expence . Feelings


I impress heroes, impress villains/

i'm good and bad, decent n mean/


i'm with the meds healing. Later, i'm with the teks, killing/

At dawn, people, I sensed living. At dusk, i smell victims/

max-cray.

ThunderStorm:
Bars!!!

We stay true to the beat, but lie to the game/
I get on everyone's nerves, just fight through the vein/
My name; Thunderstorm , the mighty wizard/ giving you the rhyming fever/
I'll hit you with lightening bolts, to keep you at a 'striking distance'!/

my mind delivers/ the best verse/ in no time/
but I believe in, head first, before a nose dive/
live a cold life/ and damage a beat/ like a ravaging beast/
smashing speakers
and head phones, in the war between man and machine/
I'll take a stab at the schemes/ with rhymes n its nuisance/
but I'm at the brim of insanity. . .trynna live life to its fullest/

my mind n its music/ are too inclined/
I cut my coat to my size/ and hope it suits me right/
what's the truth behind/ this rhymer's fire/ that you might admire/
well, call his name/ and he'll put off your flames/ like a fire fighter/
as trouble awakes/ what more is at stake?/
unintentionally slash wrists on purpose, and term it an honest mistake/
I'm freaking spectacular/ break links with your scapula/ when under shrooms/
and play music with your clavicle, just to produce 'caller' tunes!/

We on the desperate hunt/ for the fame n buck/
born without a silver spoon, with a plate of dust/
i'm not here to clam im god/ not here to annihilate no thug/
just wanna get down to earth . . .and raise no dust/
The spot light is just a race we lost/ we shadow chasing off, a faceless spot/
you try to rule with an iron fist, only realise , you were made to rust/
how could you relate to us/ this was the artform we were raised upon/
take my word..
we on the road to riches . . . but too broke to pay the cause/
whats fame when you cant feel safe no more/ whats skills when you cant even make a verse/
whats talent when, to get signed, you gotta become covalent with an artiste, and create a bond!/
the spotlight is on, but the rays are gone/ the title is here, but your trigger finger cant take the shots/
and when the price is right, would you be able to raise the funds?/
They say real recognise real, but im starting to feel strange to yall/
yall back on your drawing board, trynna paint me off/
In reality, there's no finishing line, from where the spotlight race begone/
so lets call it a night. . . till the break of dawn!!/

mikuz:
You niggas are wack and daft/ but I'm more dangerous than a heart attack/
And I could bring my skill to the solar system to prove my raps are smart/
So like approaching the 'music producer' . . it's a blatant fact/ that next time you see me in a space Jet, I ll be coming to 'Mars ta craft'!/

I'm above everything thing you cats can draft/ even your lords cant match the stats/
Cos even 'Dj Coublon' can swear that my sample spats/ best what ya 'Master craft'!/

What's with the shouting?/ when you got no slugs that you mounting/ I could bleed you all with shots from a mountain/ or let you flee when my thugs bring the rounds in/
Cos you still won't be 'well armed' if you put your 'guns in a fountain'!/

Still remain a king in this part/
Two years running, ll never relinquish the cap/ but you dumb fools need to start quitting the art/
Cos you could be told to 'beef up security' and you ll go dissing your guards!/

If you're a Bagger then you must be a big bozo/
You ll get hacked with a Bblack axxe after I hit you with a sleek combo/
Cos I'm known to strike against Vikings like Lyn Oslo!/

This gent is just ddope/
Every piece I wear is all gold/
Plus my designer fittings prove that M is not broke/
So me wear Rag? Nah! . . Earl Lothbroke!

I ll upload a vid of his beating through multimedia/
And turn his fans to my staunch believers/
Plus you ll find him in Denmark when my finger touch the trigger/
. . Cos if he make me Cart a Gat . . he ll get blown to Floki's villa!

My verses are something thats written excellently/
But every thing you spits elementary/
On a daily I got tons of emails nigggas be sending me/
With hundreds of fans, while you only got Mere Two . . PDP's secretary!

You best be on alert like a guard that's on duty/ cos you might go limbless when I start grabbing an uzi/
I'm the type that spray cash for the ppussy/
Therefore you ll see me disburse the mulla after I use your hands for ritual. . .
So moment I start sharing arms money. . Call me Sabo Dasuki!/

You softer than wet pap and biscuits/
You claiming rap icon but you act a misfit/
The only time I put you on number one is when I'm tryna draft a hitlist/

PeinDanzo:
007bruce,its ironic that u begged me to not pull a no-show only to pull a no-show urself, who's up for a battle?

PeinDanzo:
Haha, darker than black/ What's wacker than that/ U a bastard that raps/ So I'll jez gather tha gats/ Am a madder saddam/ Scaled alaska and prague/ Raid ur home and batter ya dad/ Blast out ya fams/ World stops when this rapper attacks/ Blow ur carcass apart/ La la la la

danbrowndmf:
This is not the 1st or 2nd time you'v cum at me but i do unlook you.

PeinDanzo:
No,I don't even know you ..are u frm facebook or 2go?

Raplinx:
Lol, 10 wat? We drop 6 bars ejor

Raplinx:
[s]1st Giyazz, 2nd Obainojazz, 3rd Supermiy, and now u, all agreed on a battle with me n pulled stunts of no show like blind T.V Screens!, anyway, i hope u wudnt do like those bîtches!. We battle on ur terms.[/s] I accept the c/o.

PeinDanzo:
Yeah,plz do if he agrees

GIYAZZ:
007Bruce vs Peindanzo. . .may i set the thread? It'd be awesome.

GIYAZZ:
You got a mail. Very important.

GIYAZZ:
I need your help urgently. Are you on whatsapp?

GIYAZZ:
007bruce