feel like battling someone . . Dj5 you down?

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Daphantom: feel like battling someone . . Dj5 you down?

...somewhere underneath the soil.

thiz wornout Wearwolves on some meddlesome job/ trynna steal attention here? To divert 'em to ya bank Account . later Stop it! this aint where hoodlum robs/
Barry Levinson know they aint got movements . so I knit THAT Bingo's tail to string . . to make him oscillate . we timestart our stop swatches . and with swag 'Wag the Dog' like Pendulum Bob!/

in FULL capital . ima nettlesome god/ invite Vicks and he'll tell you . everythin' bout me sums it all . . . flows Lemon . plus um that bold fine glad/
isLand lord here . got acres of arsenals + artilleries . . . my agbada will Shoot you . cos that material . i Sewed it . . . with a whole Nine yards!!!/

You wools aint real niggas . Rolls of bleached white, broke, slime guards/ false Profit . roofin' cheap poultry/
I could play the bad role of Kristen Stewart uniquely . . on cotton ankara and still look good . . . with a lady disguise . more animalistic than a cryWolf in sheep's clothing/

German measles . reason the british fool is still roaming/ b.itch! whos still learnin' ABC in rap . Y elect her despot/
ma Ink is sharp . . . so u'd be eaten up by ma leo~Pad HERE . . .
invite Matthew . Luke or John 2 D slaughter house . . . and they'll still groan in the same unknown tongues . . . . errrrrrrr X marks the spot!!!!/

U must be sick bird . to drip lines injected on here . February 4th!/ to be sincere . your flour moves are all fool's Wit/
digest a Pro~now and see how healthy your rhyme gon become . . 'twil make a way . creatin' the 'path of speech' . . . cos truly 'You' are what you eat/

What I kick . national truth & subtle feat/ y'all daylight outcast . so you midnight crews . don't be long here/
if FFR is Nigeria . then you Bakassi ducks best fork lift ya quack raps to Cameroon . reason is simple . U don't belong here!/

Olympic gold medalist who owned it all year/ in rhymin' styles i'd beat you menfolk/
And cos hes weak in frees I flog on his chest a 4 by 4 . to teach him how to swim the breaststroke/

'Fore I tie you up with ma wordies . First know/ im no daredevil . Press 7 of ma horns . and expect more different 'car tunes' than Snow White . . Oops! jes a little pun scarf/
Certainly . i'll damage ya door of destiny . cos i'd keep Knockin' the height of your fallen career . . . till u turn Dwarf/

Freedommmmm!!

I'm now around to bust n drop a few keys/ before i turn n dust off newbies/ so when me nd yall come in contact, you flee/ cos you dudes may claim grand buh I'm back to make it rain, man like Dustin Hoffman movies/
Sure I'm too mean/ every scheme I plot is victorious/ especially d part when i lash ya babe wif mo' force/ besides even if yu catch me on ur chic, para go make yu lose aim. . .nd shoot ur girl. . .Oscar Pistorious!/
I'm hot like sauced gravys/ drive Italian broads crazy/ blonde shawts lay me/ buh deze dudes nva cruised wif hot ladies/
my kia don advance, una Fords basic/ e no even get fan or a.c/ nd una gast know, in Milan, e fit get hot or heavy/ plus a lot more hazy/ so if Balotelli chic finally prefer to roll in Ma-Rio, make una no ask. . .why always me?/
I'm applauded already/ a brother vex, the snipe aim at him/ blue flames fly quick. . till his blood stain my jeans/
His bestfrnd'll be like, "Nah that ain't my g"/ Cos at the funeral there's no arms and no legs - just his face inside a box like State I.D/
The beams im applying now/ will blind these clowns/ shots light the ground. . if they r caught lying down/ cos even in Asia, I show the light buh yall wouldn't be seen Xining again. . . if you migrated to the Chinese town!/

.

MikuZ am here!...16's riqht?.....plus,wen ha we dropin?

My battle @ phreaks
Death sentence @ Passthor
.
I've received Thor's end visions/
And now,I'm on the dude's death mission/
So I'm obeying 'Nuke-Laws',by refraining from
wruthless dissing/ But bombarding thor with
electrons' ,to have this "Pro-torn" . . . . Like
NUCLEAR FISSION!!!/
.
Nuff said I'm thirsty/
For his blood,head and body/
Ma goons are already ready .. . To have this 'bruh dead
in thirty'/ seconds,With the way I'll man handle this
"Eastern-Bull' . . I'd prolly be declared , . . WANTED IN
TURKEY!!!/«istanbul»
.
And let it be known,that this villain writer/
Attacked the bitter rapper . . With bigger blasters/
Syrian lychans . . And indian fighters/
Infact the votes would be flawlessly all in my favour . . .
So We go remove 'ballot-early' . . . Like substituting
that MILAN STRIKER!!!/«Balotelli»
.
The unclean pig,His dark colour's practically . . . .
Replicating stains!/
First I decimate his days. . . Then relegate the gay,/
And Beat him to a 'pulp' with 'cabbages and
cucumber' ,to leave
him in a . . . . . 'VEGETATIVE STATE'!!!/
»»»JayY!«««
»»»UNO«««

Joshuabase: My battle @ phreaks
Death sentence @ Passthor
.
I've received Thor's end visions/
And now,I'm on the dude's death mission/
So I'm obeying 'Nuke-Laws',by refraining from
wruthless dissing/ But bombarding thor with
electrons' ,to have this "Pro-torn" . . . . Like
NUCLEAR FISSION!!!/
.
Nuff said I'm thirsty/
For his blood,head and body/
Ma goons are already ready .. . To have this 'bruh dead
in thirty'/ seconds,With the way I'll man handle this
"Eastern-Bull' . . I'd prolly be declared , . . WANTED IN
TURKEY!!!/«istanbul»
.
And let it be known,that this villain writer/
Attacked the bitter rapper . . With bigger blasters/
Syrian lychans . . And indian fighters/
Infact the votes would be flawlessly all in my favour . . .
So We go remove 'ballot-early' . . . Like substituting
that MILAN STRIKER!!!/«Balotelli»
.
The unclean pig,His dark colour's practically . . . .
Replicating stains!/
First I decimate his days. . . Then relegate the gay,/
And Beat him to a 'pulp' with 'cabbages and
cucumber' ,to leave
him in a . . . . . 'VEGETATIVE STATE'!!!/
»»»JayY!«««
»»»UNO«««

Haha..dope shiit!

Joshuabase: My battle @ phreaks
Death sentence @ Passthor
.
I've received Thor's end visions/
And now,I'm on the dude's death mission/
So I'm obeying 'Nuke-Laws',by refraining from
wruthless dissing/ But bombarding thor with
electrons' ,to have this "Pro-torn" . . . . Like
NUCLEAR FISSION!!!/
.
Nuff said I'm thirsty/
For his blood,head and body/
Ma goons are already ready .. . To have this 'bruh dead
in thirty'/ seconds,With the way I'll man handle this
"Eastern-Bull' . . I'd prolly be declared , . . WANTED IN
TURKEY!!!/«istanbul»
.
And let it be known,that this villain writer/
Attacked the bitter rapper . . With bigger blasters/
Syrian lychans . . And indian fighters/
Infact the votes would be flawlessly all in my favour . . .
So We go remove 'ballot-early' . . . Like substituting
that MILAN STRIKER!!!/«Balotelli»
.
The unclean pig,His dark colour's practically . . . .
Replicating stains!/
First I decimate his days. . . Then relegate the gay,/
And Beat him to a 'pulp' with 'cabbages and
cucumber' ,to leave
him in a . . . . . 'VEGETATIVE STATE'!!!/
»»»JayY!«««
»»»UNO«««

Haha..dope shiit!

just dropped my verse. waiting for mik. 6 is still the deadline yeah?

ThePrekky:
I'm applauded already/ a brother vex, the snipe aim at him/ blue flames fly quick. . till his blood stain my jeans/
His bestfrnd'll be like, "Nah that ain't my g"/ Cos at the funeral there's no arms and no legs - just his face inside a box like State I.D/

Pricky!

*just by passing*

gottoboy: *just by passing*

oya pass Quick

Joshua.
ℓ☺ℓ. The Balotelli line was really funny

ThePrekky: Freedommmmm!!

I'm now around to bust n drop a few keys/ before i turn n dust off newbies/ so when me nd yall come in contact, you flee/ cos you dudes may claim grand buh I'm back to make it rain, man like Dustin Hoffman movies/
Sure I'm too mean/ every scheme I plot is victorious/ especially d part when i lash ya babe wif mo' force/ besides even if yu catch me on ur chic, para go make yu lose aim. . .nd shoot ur girl. . .Oscar Pistorious!/
I'm hot like sauced gravys/ drive Italian broads crazy/ blonde shawts lay me/ buh deze dudes nva cruised wif hot ladies/
my kia don advance, una Fords basic/ e no even get fan or a.c/ nd una gast know, in Milan, e fit get hot or heavy/ plus a lot more hazy/ so if Balotelli chic finally prefer to roll in Ma-Rio, make una no ask. . .why always me?/
I'm applauded already/ a brother vex, the snipe aim at him/ blue flames fly quick. . till his blood stain my jeans/
His bestfrnd'll be like, "Nah that ain't my g"/ Cos at the funeral there's no arms and no legs - just his face inside a box like State I.D/
The beams im applying now/ will blind these clowns/ shots light the ground. . if they r caught lying down/ cos even in Asia, I show the light buh yall wouldn't be seen Xining again. . . if you migrated to the Chinese town!/

And he said he's repented..S̅мн..abi yu repent for fb only abi?

ThePrekky: Joshua.
ℓ☺ℓ. The Balotelli line was really funny

hehehehe I try my best

mikuz: https://www.nairaland.com/1393233/brutal-clash-inkblood-vs-mikuz

we waiting 4 mikuz ,help whosoeva hep us find d guy or has he surrenderd,or is he nw in heaven cos he hs alrdy crossed d deadline

Ink please no vex. Couldnt post yesterday. Write another verse. Or make I post?

another verse? hell no. just post cuz

mikuz? U late.

I bludgeon that bloody baron/ with odeshi techniques . sorta like it . so you bunny adore/
my soul & mind always on their bullet-proof vest . and ma flesh? Don't even go there . . . a fitted Body Armor/

Oversee niggas couldn't flip what this top gee anchor/ . visual animation is what they prolly bank on/
Armstrong . so Like night witches . i comPress those 'cars of steel' . the way i Iron Tanks . . . without the need to open ma SupaStrikas comic carton/

Phuck your atomic jargon/ old, wretched churchrat . . . can't talk . the Poor Pa dumb/
When your rhymes frolic in bed with kobo & coins . . . Why won't they 'come out poor!'/

I pleasure my fans . on stage . reason they never fail to turn out more/ garage ya skills u korean . ya movement slack/
im your senior so listen J.S . . your wordplace out of plays . u've lost ur amusement Park!/

I'm havin' a good time cos na me dey abuse 'em pass/ I sway multiple pun/
Blind eyes when I spray inteGas . but you rust in ur prime MC . cos all the odd rhymes you mime were for once not even fun/

Here's sometwist from a tough civil Don . . .

I'll print his Soft cheeks with slaps . his Lie Sense tó bad/ cos we all know the truth . he swallows Viagra to go hard/
so he must be Kiddin' . if thinks he could be beat this Adult . . . with his grown-up skills/
I spew fresh proverbs/ and never go back/
But watch him . he regurgitates a phlegm now . and 3 pages later . . . returns to eat his own vomit!!!/

Withdraw or leave . cos sick is so not he/ my tactics will coach the tired 30/
I pause ya wordplays . smearin' glue all over ur incisors . leave you with no other option . . . . . But to 'chew gum' like retired Fergie/

Even tha main event was filled with internal debris/ you caused national boredom b.itch . sour deliveries . Prof Khadijah/
shudda read politics cos THAT verse u just scripted was jes a replica of the journal . . . History of Nigeria/

mistaswag: MikuZ am here!...16's riqht?.....plus,wen ha we dropin?

20 lines. Thursday, shall we?

ILLscripts diss@Vinci

ok,we all know/

This GUY RHYMIN SUCKS/...just Like his LIFE STYLE IS FUCCKED/...so if he Comes here and say he Wants to Battle me?Thats cause he "Takes Pleasure in Fallin" like........"SKY DIVIN SPORTS!!!!!!!/
so Ima Get the MOFO STONED/...if he thinks this ba2 Ground is a PROMO ZONE/...Where he can win Clothes,cos obviously with his pro pictures,the only "Jean" he has ever had is that in his......."CHROMOSOMES!!!!!/-Gene
and the INSANE RETARDD/...WILL CLAIM HES GAT/...stacks,and HE STAYS IN CHARGE/...but while av Got enough in ma Acct,mofo only "carry Green for head" like........"FEMALE LIZARDS!!!!!/
well,its not the FELLA'S FAULT/...or cause of his SEVERAL FLOPS/...Its Just that to him? Opportunity is Like a "Burglar",It......"NEVER KNOCKS!!!!!!/
tho already,hes facially screwed,but in this Battle? the IMP WOULD STILL GET BRUISED/...as in,this bro's so Ugly,that if he demands for "Plastic Surgery",the......"THING WOULD GIVE EXCUSE!!!!!!/
And the THUG IS LOUD/...cos his battle with Kazim,he Asked Sunday Never again JUDGE HIS BOUT/...he started rantin,none cud STOP THE TOUT/....But I Was like wit this his big lips without "Chains and Locks",how the fuqq is he Gon....."SHUT HIS.......MOUTH!!!!!/
ok,he Won phreaks cipher,then started tryin to MAKE UP WITH DUDES/...but who doesnt know this "Vin Niggar" is only Useful in......"FLAVOURIN FOODS?!!!!/-vinegar
and his home? Its got DIRE WAYS/...cos the way young boys are Gettin his MAMA LAID/..."hittin her so hard",you'd fink every dicck in their community was a......"FIREPLACE!!!!!/+heatin her+
Sooo Lubricious,She FIT SEX SWINES AND DUMB bleeps/...infact,her 'pussyy has now become sooo Wiiide!!!...,that if she 'Spreads her legs Her........"INTESTINES MIGHT.............DROP OFF!!!!
So Listen vin,this aint a LIE,I SWEAR/...and I would have advised u to ask abt her LIFE AFFAIRS/...But truth is, being "Lightheaded" doesnt mean u've Got........"BRIGHT IDEAS!!!!!!!/

nice. . .

ILLScripts:
Sooo Lubricious,She FIT SEX SWINES AND DUMB bleeps/...infact,her 'pussyy has now become sooo Wiiide!!!...,that if she 'Spreads her legs Her........"INTESTINES MIGHT.............DROP OFF!!!!

THISDAYline : ) Oops, sorry ...PunchLINE!!!!!!!!!!!

dj5naira: I bludgeon that bloody baron/ with odeshi techniques . sorta like it . so you bunny adore/
my soul & mind always on their bullet-proof vest . and ma flesh? Don't even go there . . . a fitted Body Armor/

Oversee niggas couldn't flip what this top gee anchor/ . visual animation is what they prolly bank on/
Armstrong . so Like night witches . i comPress those 'cars of steel' . the way i Iron Tanks . . . without the need to open ma SupaStrikas comic carton/

Phuck your atomic jargon/ old, wretched churchrat . . . can't talk . the Poor Pa dumb/
When your rhymes frolic in bed with kobo & coins . . . Why won't they 'come out poor!'/

I pleasure my fans . on stage . reason they never fail to turn out more/ garage ya skills u korean . ya movement slack/
im your senior so listen J.S . . your wordplace out of plays . u've lost ur amusement Park!/

I'm havin' a good time cos na me dey abuse 'em pass/ I sway multiple pun/
Blind eyes when I spray inteGas . but you rust in ur prime MC . cos all the odd rhymes you mime were for once not even fun/

Here's sometwist from a tough civil Don . . .

I'll print his Soft cheeks with slaps . his Lie Sense tó bad/ cos we all know the truth . he swallows Viagra to go hard/
so he must be Kiddin' . if thinks he could be beat this Adult . . . with his grown-up skills/
I spew fresh proverbs/ and never go back/
But watch him . he regurgitates a phlegm now . and 3 pages later . . . returns to eat his own vomit!!!/

Withdraw or leave . cos sick is so not he/ my tactics will coach the tired 30/
I pause ya wordplays . smearin' glue all over ur incisors . leave you with no other option . . . . . But to 'chew gum' like retired Fergie/

Even tha main event was filled with internal debris/ you caused national boredom b.itch . sour deliveries . Prof Khadijah/
shudda read politics cos THAT verse u just scripted was jes a replica of the journal . . . History of Nigeria/

DOPE!

'Integas', wtf

I'm tryna Escape the realms of Hell/ seems like a carnage or spell/ I'm being held Bound to this Lair/ with a rod and Ledge/and If I Break outta here/i should be 'credited' cos I'd leave Hell with its Debts/ ...Unleashing the 'lions in me' from their Den/to hunt for kings and Heirs/ leaving none to spare/ with where my 'Gats-Be'? Its a story to tell/<Gatsby>
I'm not done in here/ also not raising techs/ or slaying vets/ but I'd 'have u on ur knees' like u praying mehn/but if u think I'm playing then/ I'd release the wrath I've been Caging Mehn!/ you best be laying here/ with abled men/ and u think u're 'old in this shiit' nigga u aint aging yet!!/ Its Best u Take heed first/ and watch ur 'Back' cos I'm Maiming Heads!!/

You malnourished vampires would ne'er see broad daylight at dawn/ when it comes to huntin' fatherly verses . U elementary preys are my son/
ur Scripts anaemic . . . those colour writtens were not clear . . . wonder how ur 'read blurred sells' . . . when empirically . . . . they lack Iron!/

U wean babies never could Bible fact . packs of cerelac ion/ I got aliens and U.F.O princess whizzle at me/
Any chess nation I make my stool . Knights & Queens fan me cool . . . and im not even their King/

ma Aki & Pawpaw rhymes would beLittle their prince/ deep knocks leave 'em swell headed with mighty beatings/
Why won't you living souls be Scared to ya bones . . . when dead spirits and ghosts embedded in my prewrittens!/

My 1st cashly move were expended in buyin' pidgeons/ I take risk when I pen lines cos ma inks insured . most of u phags were cool then lost it/
And if you gambits don't play your cards right . . . i'll chase y'all outta the casino with Stars, Circles & Crosses!/

Call for support cos one planetary punch . . . and you'd be seein' Mars, Neptunes & Orbits/ exo or endo . your Type? Parental old skool/
I save so many cartilage enemies within from fallin' . cos i'm the backbone . holdin' this skeletal 'foe room!'/

Y'all can't disconfigure ma speech . I got my fly theme . celestial jorum/ even ma bride-to-be will complain . Honey small small i.e too d.ope/
My earthly metas animate the inanimate . . . in court . right behind the counter . The Sun swore . that the moon spoke!!!/

Y'all quack doctors . injectin' lost puns Daddy Cool wrote/ mods could have ya post riddled & hidden/
But I got the power to patch up FFR permanently . . . when I have the thread sewn with needles and stitches/

Ma workdone HERE are not brittle & ditches/ physicist feel ma Joules when I blush out dreaded skills/
u could possess Land power . Sea ability and what's not . to write . but still lack the missin' element . Suprise, suprise . I GOT THAT Air~nergy!!!!/

hmmm

Dj5naira: Y'all can't disconfigure ma speech . I got my fly
theme . celestial jorum/ even ma bride-to-be will
complain . Honey small small i.e too d.ope/
My earthly metas animate the inanimate . . . in
court . right behind the counter . The Sun swore . that
the moon spoke!!!/

Truly . . . . This is CELESTIAL D0PENESS