DBR:

Nice linez u got here mykali, i like.

thanks bro. truly appreciate

DBR:


hot like Coal. . i burn these lames all in[b] One-Day[/b]/

wuld i ever quit pennin. .errr well may be someday/
mama thank God for ma life cos she no say her Son dey/
so she went to church Happy. .its not a Mourn day. .
me, i Menaj a trios. . cos its ma Twos day /

so tell me. . how the hell can i Wed next day?!
gotta Hammer. .hit d cinema in Thunde[/i]r cos its [i]Thor's day/
4 Onion bootys. .Skillet and Sizzle ,yea. . Fry day/
do it all at the Weekend never Sat-all-day!


oNe

really liked the whole 7days schitzo . . .brilliant!

DBR:

ma unit is astronomical, im ahead of all y'all . .light years/
u think u fly [/i]hommie. .u just [i]full of light [i]air/
put u day dreamerz to sleep. .like the night's here/
u just a day rabbit. .u can tell that im the Knight here!/

shinin armour. .bright wit barz. .but i dont fight fair/
right here holy punch animates mic. .till it culd bite ear!/
go hard like i sight tight bosoms and a pair of nice rear/
im hip , u wanna hop on ma cork? . .its alrite dear/

after the romp session u can shed your fake tears/
clean it after i pen it. .i erase fears/
i run the night . .while y'all sittin in Daycare/
dbr. .call him Shaka or William. .d way he shakes peers/
brandishin sharp barz. .lyrically i shake spears/
all u wack Bottom, take care. . .fruity rapper stay clear. ./

but im avocado out of season. .im[i] peerless[/i]/
y'all got weak impressions. .that y u appear less/
yet they claim heir to the throne. .bald ni99az. .hairless/
my theory suffocates, u cant get Wind of it. .i air less/

wanted 24barz. .but i'ma do a pair less/
heart of stone. .nuthin tears me apart. .im tearless/
never burst under pressure . .im fly . .tireless/
i ball. .1 shot to your dome. . yekini. . i tear net!/ rahhhh!

oNe 

i could quote every damn line here man, another good one from one of the best we've got here.
keep it coming bro

Mykali that was some metaphor overdose!!

Yeah, i buried Queen Latifah alive bcuz i wanna grow fat/
and i heard Jesus drove a Ferrari for 40 days to go fast//

DBR stop showing off man!! Do you ever drop weak s#!t? Geddit. . . . .week s#!t?

Mykali, tnx dude,
Slimshaydy. .i see u man, gracias.
We just dey try o.
Ibime, i see ya hand o.
y'all keep it comin.

oNe

Seem ma pen gettin warm. .just tryna spaz out a lil bit on this one. .


ma Objective to be the illest wit the pen is not Optional/
Bid me well. . never Sold ma soul im a bad Auctioneer/
Abukakar of lyrics. . i deVice every top Article/
your Optimal tactical linez dont match ma Random particle/
it's molecule xplosive. . leave u stranded like a prodigal. ./
son, this' not optical/. . spit Marginal 'tween irrational and logical/

Spiritual/. .like Cardinal/. .the Esoteric barz far from Solvable/
but soluble/. .permeate every myopic obstacle/
key style of topical. .im Reignin so kinda Tropical/
in your Car tune in like Comical . . listen to ma Chronicle/
catch a feel of Narnia. .cos e'r line i spit is Magical/
Handel the quill like Messiah. .ma ink Classical!/

gimme Clearance im Peter. .i rule this Capital/
graphical. .im gory, rippin animal's mandible call me Hannibal. ./
i Lecture/. .with maximal radical punch. . im an animal/
Chip on your shoulder?. . im Snappin bones off your Clavicle!/

u Squares melt [/i]in ma world of [i]Spherical chemical/
Prey on u. .Feathered Ego -black & white . . Collar looks Clerical/
clearly too. .eat rappers at carnival . .i cannibal, your fear palpable/
i Ball but ma skill far from being sur-Passable/    rahhhh!


oNe

If I see you with stacks/ I’ll be squeezing my gat/
And I don’t care if your bloodstains leak on your stash/
I launder money. . . .so I got no problem cleaning the cash!/
Im blest with skill/ so you best to chill/
Any chick you 'court' plead celibacy . . .no sex appeal!/
My mouthpiece/ deliver the illest lyrics in the South-East/
Ya punches not in my range. . . so like Evangelists. . . they outreach!/
Niggas wanna diss the beast/ saying I never bring the beef/
But all the gist will cease/. . . when I walk in with my pistol piece!/
You get burnt with a large tyre/ when I spark fire/
If you the 'current' champ. . . you’ll 'fade'. . . when I 'barb wire'!/
Soon as my ink bled/ this pinhead’s been dead/
I’m relatively feared by those even his kindred’s kin dread/
Im not a goodie goodie/ Ya lil sister wanna boogie/
Ya mom said “He wouldn’t". . . ."would he?”. . . . followed by “How could he?!”/
I break Newtonian law. . . forking chicks with fat bonnet/
Cos my d@ck ejakulate . . . with more force than acts on it/
Im a slick wizard/ so cold, I spit blizzards/
Ya verses start 'off the scale'. . . then 'tail off'. . . like[i] 'sick lizards'[/i]!/

on the spot/ i erupt/. .this is a syllables sport. ./
still got/ the gwarp/. .ma skill's. . a billable sort/
recognise, your Mental rot/ cant match ma Intellectual wrath /
ma gut distort/ and contort/ words /beyond believable tots!/

They say when it rains it pours/. .homie your reign is poor/
im Supreme, pouring lyrics. . cos i Reign in barz'/
lose the Treble in your verse u wudnt spit Deep Barz/
get sodomised by Hugo don't make u the Boss/
explicit word Gladiator. .i  split your parts across/
invoked vile Blood and Sand scene, when i Spat-a-curse!/

of course/ walk across/ Fire Bare Footed. .Passion make me Soulless/
so yes! Burning desire [/i]for success. .  yet partially so blessed/
used to be so hopeless. .now i put in work and hope less/
its paying off well/. . [i]heavens attest to ma hellish dopeness!/
dont tryna Match me. . wat i Spark wil make your lobe melt/
Shockin u'l neva see me comin,your Eyes glued/ lookin Grotesque/

so nor vex, i spit vortex, ma raw tech' leave haterz noosed/
ma Unparalleled lines leave your mind Skewed/ u screwed/
nice clue. .here comes the last Punch. .its a Right hook/
fuk the movie, this Friday u'l be Left rockin lotta Ice cube!/ raahhh!!

Happy wkend to y'all!

oNe 

DBR:

on the spot/ i erupt/. .this is a syllables sport. ./
still got/ the gwarp/. .ma skill's. . a billable sort/
recognise, your Mental rot/ cant match ma Intellectual wrath /
ma gut distort/ and contort/ words /beyond believable tots!/

The say when it rains it pours/. .homie your reign is poor/
im Supreme, pouring lyrics. . cos i Reign in barz'/
lose the Treble in your verse u wudnt spit Deep Barz/
get sodomised by Hugo don't make u the Boss/
explicit word Gladiator. .i  split your parts across/
invoked vile Blood and Sand scene, when i Spat-a-curse!/

of course/ walk across/ Fire Bare Footed. .Passion make me Soulless/
so yes! Burning desire [/i]for success. .  yet partially so blessed/
used to be so hopeless. .now i put in work and hope less/
its paying off well/. . [i]heavens attest to ma hellish dopeness!/
dont tryna Match me. . wat i Spark wil make your lobe melt/
Shockin u'l neva see me comin,your Eyes glued/ lookin Grotesque/

so nor vex, i spit vortex, ma raw tech' leave haterz noosed/
ma Unparalleled lines leave your mind Skewed/ u screwed/
nice clue. .here comes the last Punch. .its a Right hook/
fuk the movie, this Friday u'l be Left rockin lotta Ice cube!/ raahhh!!

Happy wkend to y'all!

oNe 

lwkmd!!!

thiz guyz iz killing it. . . nice

The Ice Cube line was brilliant. . .but the set-up line took just as much skill. I'm a big fan of set-ups. Sometimes DBR doesn't bother to set-up but he did it fantastically this time. It ensured that the Ice-Cube line dropped with maximum effect.

DBR! That was some phucking brilliant closing!!!

Shoit, I think I have to write o. Ya'll are inspiring me.

I’M goin’ in on this fools

I KICK VERSES that these CATS do nothing BUT WORSHIP
MY HIT TACTICS, exchange TRACKS in bunches FOR WAR_SHIPS
LEAVE dents in YOUR POcKETS,heavenly FORCES
FLOWZ in SCROLLZ,ARROWZ n BLOWIN’ LYRICAL ROCKETS.

I’M a GHOST, TERRORIZING-THESE-WACKS-n-THEIR-WORST-SHIT
not a BOAST, EMPHASIZING-THIS-FACT-LIKE-I’M-SAUCE-KID(nigerian crazy emcee)
WORD-IS,I’M SECOND-GUESSIN-THESE-gays cos THEY-OFF-BEAT
POOR-LYRICS,JUSTICE-its TIME that MA-BOMB-HITS.

SEE-BOY, i took a shot YOU’RE-HIT-WITH-THE-RE-COIL
leaving your body lifeless THIS-SHIT-WAS-A-DECOY
from DETROIT or not IMMA GET RID-OF-THESE-NOISE
when am DONE you BE GONE, you will never BE-RE-BORN.

in a battle, I’M KICKIN METAL-BARZ SUPERIOR
to what u got I’M SPITTIN METAPHORS-TO-BURY-YO
u COULDNT face my ARSENAL,TOTENHAM-HOT-SPUR
dont wanna take it PERSONAL, DISSIN-YA-WHOT-FOR.

I’ll SERVE THE HEAD SHOT, yo MIND’s OFF THE COURT
i’m not a DICKHEAD,and still i’m CUMING OFF THE TOP
kick yo OFF THE SPOT,i know you’re OFF n OFF
so i BURST yo NUTs….and gace the TOP to ma DOGS…

Mehn where the real heads at?

uhh jst freestlye 4 yall

ok im best rapper in dis all these rapper try get lucky but who the FUK gamblin
slizay fc thats wat dis biitch niggas grumblin im first come last get but hu de FUK contin
im like these african BIITCH niggas CORRUPTED im like dis bible pages givin niggas knowledge i TELL
your SHITY HOEeS EAT IT UP like PORRIDGE and im only reppin 4 dat k krew team da swagga so true we so dam
high like street kids on glue FUK dese bitchiS leave dat baybe on u al dese hatin negggas dout fukin baboon find me
in dat jungle 54 g`s reppin 4 sycondo dis shiIt i do is complicated PERPLEX

isaac havadi

^^^wetin be this?

Ibime:

Mehn where the real heads at?

i was about to ask same. . . .parasites taking over the place

^^Its that fatfish with her psycho-neurotic jabber spamming the thread as usual.

To me she was a fantasy
but she now says I'm her ecstacy
up to d extent dat she calls me too-sexy
I thought she was so choosy
but I now see dat I'm more classy.

Ibime:

^^Its that fatfish with her psycho-neurotic jabber spamming the thread as usual.

mykali:

^^^wetin be this?

i was about to ask same. . . .parasites taking over the place

And waty'all doin bout it?

oNe

@Ibime I HAIL THEE!

mailmalc:

@Ibime I HAIL THEE!

Chairman, how far. You still NYSC camp at this your age?

Oya drop sum make we hear jor.

Ibime wants me to drop some/
. . so i go off the top like a 'Bungee Jump son/
lyrics come handy. . .sumtin like a Shot gun/
refined flow leaves y'all a-maze(maize).  .Pop Corn!/

these days the realest don't get credits like no 'Top up'/
mediocres gettin mor.  .  .
attention than a hot blonde/  . . on bum short wit her top off/
words still i conjour, / more skills than native doctors/
at worst it's a win-win, so just hand me my cut jor!/

Mailmalc. . the name still ring bells like its break time/
Wait I. .  .hand you a clock so you 'take time'/
stakes high/ bet i spit venoms. . like i got a snake's mind/

no more mic checks, all abt the cash/ . .acknowledging fact/
rap songs now about asss/, wher's the knowledge in dat?/

like broken sceptic tanks, a lot of sh1t in cycle/
a recycle bin is being recycled, cos peeps decide to/
hip hop is true religon, no jeans  , the bible/
cut thru our skins nd we bleed disciples!

hahaha. . . oga mi Malc in tha building. we missed you o.
nice ones there bro. . .good looking

Turn on ur tv and watch me flow n 3d, grab a pop corn am rymin 4 long run, am lyk christ am here to save hiphop, nw am burnin lyk thy early mornin hot tea cup, ok stop subtitle me n spanish, taemo rap salma taemo sandwich, am a rap kingkong ,y'all are sponge bob square pant, so shut up n thy class am thy dean u are the infant, i flow tighter than a díck n thy bútt, ur rymes kinda old lyk my khaki short,

this flow slizay fc

all i do is win il do ur gal on ha bed
k krew we split that cash lyk 50/50
im a dawg call me rouphus slizay baby
dats all dey hear this game is a b**** but i stay on her a**
lyk toilet paper i prably pop these dum haters lik a blister
man i see desprate haters f****in who dey sisters man im on dat super
flow like lex luther man im on dat nerd swag finishin niggas up lik assignments
then projects umm ma money lik dese sumo wrestlers thick im lik dese modern b****
u cant shut me up thes LOONY nigga lyk a robber he just stealin flow en i say lik hes flows
lik his life a joke na but ma money lik ma nose i just gota blow it

Who wanna diss me is it thy fúckin SLIZAY, ama rap assasin ur throat am gonna SLÄY, ok shh turn up thy radio obviously my rymes KILLZZ, it sting up ur ass lyk a honey BEE, u spit old ryme i did n 1993, i spit ryme, lik i lick lolliPOP, Watch me ryme if u gat a hicCUPS, ama ryme robot call me thy cycLOPS, am sittin ONTOP while u losers FLOPS, I nailed rap lyk thy last virgin in AMERICA, Ama rap king u r a bald headed BUTLER,

LOONY DIS 4 U

OK was that shiit som kinda rap
or was that just your ordinary crap
u shud just face the fact your flow jst aint
there lyk u need to get somewhere its FC i
dont listen to u simple negga spit your rhyming poems
coz im on some other level lik i took soome weed
and i doont blame u pussi neggas for not gettin ma flo
coz im so fuckin superior i feel en lik a superstar im uptown
slizay u know but dat boy from de hood an here u are standin here to
challenge me and lyk your name u just aint the real thing your a cartoon loony biitch
negga man-lover figure so he suck diick lyk banana BABOON

ISAAC.H