its like 0pening a fresh chapter/ c0s this unskilled rapper//
0nly.. brought laughter/ with the comic verses he offered//
His lyrics unarranged/
plus w0rdies forced/... S0 if we read his crap to the end then we've managed//
His metaz weak/ multies he lack/ s0 0nly time his 'rhyme sick" is when dey are in STROke...
N0w check..
Am straight for the doughs/
So i kip fuckin the bank till the money ccum(c0me)//
Coz diz niqqa w'rap like snake/
so he only chase 'chicks' while i count my foes//
It aint nollywood bt he's gettin shot/ so i blast diz fool and keep a CAN0N like MARIAH dummy//
Naw u know-ME/ like those critics of PAULy//
Ya creativity nil/ so only time diz ssucker rock is wen he wears fake jeans/
Plus tactics unreal. Hence,... U and ya mentor got fake genes//
See....!
We aint talkin bout a country/
But wacks and d0pes shuld have a boundary//
Cos wit his best paper work/ he's still a ssuck/
So unlike an author in flight/ i never write plain (plane)//
And words aint gat a license thats why dey drive insane...//
I may be blessed with the flow/ like how i turn beef into ''killer show''/
plus haw diz boy got an ego/ to laylow/ and throw shots at diz foe/
i deep my hand into his belly/ drag out his intestines/
tell me haw diz wacks gon have gutz.../ to test their rapgods../

I aint a genius in maths bt i knw my root/
Like haw i punch jaws and keep niqqaz mute/
oLd netcees can testify in brut/ haw am known 2 put fake cats in boot/
So diz wackcee shuld quit the fight/
Coz he never write tight//
And only time he ever burst on the mic/
Is havin s€x with tys0n....

Peace....

I blaze court . . like Rafael Nadal/
Bath with the King soap . . your Imperial barz still won't Lather!/
Wore the curvy rainbow on my neck . . . you could see me flyin' colors!/
With brave heart. .fell the Wall of China . . . got the fist of 300 gladiators/
Im invisible . . i'll be a leopard and still won't be spotted/
Got Dalmatian genes . . that all my cells are dotted/
Neon-chromosomes . . current that flow in vein displace my haemoglobin!/
Juggle with the stars . . like circus clowns in Halloween/
Im a better rapper . . doubt it? splash 7up on your line . . . still the difference is clear/
Simple barz I pen . . plain like Aero Jet/
I pen solo . . don't need any of The Guardians to assist . . my Conscience Nurtured by Truth/
Dub me a ritual killer . . I got Heads tucked in my Boot/
My rhyme slice through easily . . . y'all are just piece of cake/
You grasses dare not step to me . . cuz I rake/
Actin' ruffles? . . i'd iron you out till you smoothen!/
Werewolf here . . I turn you lambs to mutton/
That I got Mo' Cheddar . . . doesn't mean im datin' the artiste/
This is Catholic church . . listen to my doctrines cuz im your Catechist!/
Im the General . . . with no Zebra crossings . . and yet I got stripes/
Untold mysteries still hidden in ma ball sac . . cuz they yet to ripe/
My barz are glass prism . . . transparent, enriched with Superior Quality!/
Threw your injured team . . into a sea of salt . . call this mortal brutality/
Your words and your fans repel . . . like placin' two like charges together/
Even your chic drift far apart . . . you won't be able to get her/
Got an ocean of wisdom . . and in ma heart . . where I stuff bags of d.ope rhyme!!/
Melt my thought on the script . . . when I smear 'em between the line!/
Im that lyric you Serve . . . im still your god!/
Ma phlegm coated with igneous particle . . so when I handle mic . . . I rock your world!/
Gone too far . . above your eyesight . . im seeing the heavens/
So hot . . went to hell . . took breakfast with black demons and red devils/
Im super ballin' . . . I make Saturn and Jupiter my new Jabulanis!/
Im ravin' mad . . sold Bill's Gate to the fenceless city of Abu Dhabi!!/
When my punches land . . . earth quakes!/
And before I complete my eight hundred and eight steps . . . heart breaks!!/

dj5naira: Wore the curvy rainbow on my neck . . . you could see me flyin' colors!/
With brave heart. .fell the Wall of China . . . got the fist of 300 gladiators/
Im invisible . . i'll be a leopard and still won't be spotted/
Got Dalmatian genes . . that all my cells are dotted/
/

Diz sum d0pe sshit.. Kipp it up bruv

sleakid:
Diz sum d0pe sshit.. Kipp it up bruv

...and out of reach of small children : )

Kerijay I see you bro. One love.

quick one...
I mean 5minz ish....
....
..
..

how i come diz far/ to spar//
And TRADE bars/ y'all knw i leave MARKs and scars//
And my style 'd0pe like drug-BAR/
Thus am rulinq lyk a mur'effin Oba//
So niqqaz regard me as Oga/ both old and new comer/
cos what i rep, yhu fakes cant 'fanthom what i 'DID HERE' like drogba//
Twill be lyk addin 'IN salts to spies(spice)/ rephrasin haw his wordies form a clan full of ''lies//
so its best we snipe diz fool outta the game like breakin the 'board and throwing the dice//
if we culd recall/ haw he wordplayed "SAW" as "SAUL/ plus makin it sound stupid even wit a slanty call/
Then diz dude is doomed for his fall...//
And of wat use is a mentor...
To let his follower polute dis resident//
Well.. M0' wack sshit frm both is enuf evident//
To prove dey can never be NL president//
But if he still act boss/ with his lame moves and shots.,/ then we shuld call dis fool the 'ACTING PRESIDENT"//
wit wat we've red// diz ladd needa bed//
Cos he can never be fly like bird//
He must be IN-sane// to flow in-VEIn/
..never holding it down//
...Haw he abused himself at first beef/ shows he cant even rep his NICK like CANON//
see...?
big boyz spit well as..
Dj5naira and sleak... Certified ROCK FELLAs..
Kuti rappers shuld laylow//
Cos like durello/
In underground with keke-napep, diz KERI is ''RIDING SO LOW"....
To face diz ill cat/ u gat'o play the real part//
Else u get droppd/ like its ya final bustop//
And we never dug ya craps/ the metaz u spat//
Shuld we call it simile' or unknwn literary art//
The comic flows u claimed u gat/
Left us 'confused like discarding all other 2go smileys//
At diz stage, we say a word is enuf 4 the wack//
Am still the boss like hugo/ u just sum benched rat//
and only time i turn bbitch like his mentor is when i 'murder the lil brat..


.
sign out
aint startd yet..

check out this post, very interesting

https://www.nairaland.com/1018865/rap-cypher-challenge/1

yo . . Bein long i came here . . . .
Ibime and Mikuz . Lol i see una . Sleakid and DJ5naira, you two too.



It's Armageddon,a beast is formed to a legend who's born/and Destined to lessen you chumps/ .
And show in this covenant race . . . He's second to nun/
with weapons to storm/ and Knock-you-swines-with-phrase/have you desert plants and pocupines-erased/
cos he f-cks with no nigger who think "they matter" . . .all 'Cos they're Occupying Space/
it's Bigger-trouble-high-in-stake/ when i have my ninja-turtles-fly-this-way/
the enery i'll pass . . .down this electra rap . .'ll leave wimps-and-born-fools-hiding-face/
it's rapture within/when i grab on his chin/ to snatch off his film/
wont stress my lens . .cos my camera mind willzoom closer . . . . And capture his dream/
the actor is him/im just teenagers-newest-idols/ and the-neighbor's coolest-guy-too/
a role model to kids . . . . So these-rangers-do-as-i-do/

thunderst0rm i see yhu t00. Like ya multies bruv.. Kip it up

ThunderStorm: yo . . Bein long i came here . . . .
Ibime and Mikuz . Lol i see una . Sleakid and DJ5naira, you two too.

No rockband, I Sea U2 : )

I spit rhyme like . . . Spectac in Apollo/
You've got a longer nose than . .Andrea Balestri in Pinocchio/
Im hotter than a . . . Monday afternoon/
Rap colder than the . . . atmosphere on earth's moon/
I'll murd this guy like a . . . werewolf rippin' the belly of a lamb/
You so easy to operate like a. . . Bold 4 restin' on my palm/
That skill I got it . . . I lace it like jungle boot/
My reign? Undisputed . . . fold it like a gift left in the booth!/
You a broke chump . . sold your silver spoon for a kobo note!!/
Got landmines of wisdom waitin' to explode!/
We rep the street . . name etched on coal tar/
Dived into the sands of time . . submerged in constellations of stars!/
If beef was a journey . . i'll go the distance/
Built Tetrix of bars . . . with molten titanium . . . that earth-groundin' stance!!/
Im the cocky one . . your still unhatched. . yet to see light. . .egg yolk!/
When the candle light is blown . . that cloudy smoke would choke/
Y'all piece of cake . . my slices. . in four quarters . . . Happy death-day folks!!/

Lets do this :


https://www.nairaland.com/1046451/next-big-thing-rap-n.b.t

Ibime. .this dude must really adore me. .ma name cant leave ur mouth sha..
Una well done o. .Mikuz, ibis, dj5 prekky. .i see y'all.
Me im on a fam' hols. .
Mnwhile, i see one mulatto for Nandos wey resemble ibime die. .
boy, is that ur UK hustle? Cant hate tho. .do ur thing boi!
Cant pen s,h!t now. .vactionMode 100% activated

Y'all keep it rollin'

oNe

DBR: Ibime. .this dude must really adore me. .ma name cant leave ur mouth sha..
Una well done o. .Mikuz, ibis, dj5 prekky. .i see y'all.
Me im on a fam' hols. .
Mnwhile, i see one mulatto for Nandos wey resemble ibime die. .
boy, is that ur UK hustle? Cant hate tho. .do ur thing boi!
Cant pen s,h!t now. .vactionMode 100% activated

Y'all keep it rollin'

oNe

Everyone knows that.
Sometimes the ninja knows how to act a fäg!

Dj5naira wont you sign up? Two spaces left.

mikuz: Dj5naira wont you sign up? Two spaces left.

That I sketch my official signature on the rooftop?!

dj5naira: That I sketch my official signature on the rooftop?!

lwkmd

DBR: Ibime. .this dude must really adore me. .ma name cant leave ur mouth sha..
Una well done o. .Mikuz, ibis, dj5 prekky. .i see y'all.
Me im on a fam' hols. .
Mnwhile, i see one mulatto for Nandos wey resemble ibime die. .
boy, is that ur UK hustle? Cant hate tho. .do ur thing boi!
Cant pen s,h!t now. .vactionMode 100% activated

Y'all keep it rollin'

oNe

Yeah, I saw this nigga in Nandos, he was eating the bone/
Had to walk over and tell him to leave it alone/
His kids act like they never tasted a munchy/
Licking their fingers. . . so I told em "stop disgracing our country"/
Y'all know. . . I don't patronise that franchise/
cos I dont associate myself with chicken and fries/
When it comes to gourmet, this nigga too thrifty/
just got back from a meal and it cost me 250/
now multiply by 260. . . just a regular weekend/
They call that 'fine dining'. . . this nigga just 'eating'/
Odins on Devonshire street. . . Crab bisqeu for starters/
Me and an older gentleman with both of our partners/
Main course of Gressingham duck/
so if he say I'm Nando dining, he just pressing his luck/
Vanilla Panacotta for a nigga desert/
That's more than his whole family Nando meal is worth/
We travel all-inclusive. . . at most, this nigga half board/
he on vacation. . . living with friends. . . or Travelodge!!!/


oNe

Ibime:


Yeah, I saw this nigga in Nandos, he was eating the bone/
Had to walk over and tell him to leave it alone/
His kids act like they never tasted a munchy/
Licking their fingers. . . so I told em "stop disgracing our country"/
Y'all know. . . I don't patronise that franchise/
cos I dont associate myself with chicken and fries/
When it comes to gourmet, this nigga too thrifty/
just got back from a meal and it cost me 250/
now multiply by 260. . . just a regular weekend/
They call that 'fine dining'. . . this nigga just 'eating'/
Odins on Devonshire street. . . Crab bisqeu for starters/
Me and an older gentleman with both of our partners/
Main course of Gressingham duck/
so if he say I'm Nando dining, he just pressing his luck/
Vanilla Panacotta for a nigga desert/
That's more than his whole family Nando meal is worth/
We travel all-inclusive. . . at most, this nigga half board/
he on vacation. . . living with friends. . . or Travelodge!!!/


oNe

Ok ok ok we've heard.

Tins and Tins freestyle

Yup

. . .


We popping on some tins and tins/
step into the club rocking jeans and tins/
ripping up the place cos Im ills and tins/
Racking up shows overseas and tins/
clubbing all day . . spinning rims and tins/
Getting high on some gins and tins/
sticking lips on some tìts and tins/
spitting so fly no be beans and tins/
speakers so loud . . disturbing your peace and tins/
nonstop balling with ma peeps and tins/
grabbing mics . . ripping up beats and tins/
so get off from your seats and tins/

We macking naughty chicks . . pilling bills and doughs/
nigga got game like your nintendos/
Cds 'bout to sell . . ma snippets shows/
banging up WINDOWS . . with ma lintel flows/

We no dey talk trash . . we talking money tins/
so now your girls on a falling tins/
we quick with the moves so no stalling tins/
ahead of the game . . you know we running tins/

Im that skillful Messi . . I flow for rank . . from flank/
And you flop for fans . . . that's to be frank!/
Alliterations I alight . . as accurate as Arthurs' artwork/
Amazingly ahead . . . astoundin' aura like runway catwalk/
Suffocate that tiny dude . . . when I brew Storm in a tea cup!/
Zeus technique . . held Storm in her throat . . . now she beggin' me to leave 'em!/
You babble. . .cuz the only Storm that marvel is that of X-Men!/
I punch like Mayweather . . . but its your job to tell the May weather!!/
Im M. Bison . . . you belong to the minors . . . The Trento Thunder!/
Im god of lightening . . . Thunder greet my presence when I Storm in!!/
He'll be in for a shock when he reads this . . . the way I stun him/
My punch will make him see heaven like Stephen when I stone him/
With more insult than Sodium chloride integrated with brine/
Bleed you . . make you see red like when you were readin' these lines/
Pricky . .another d.eek silouhette . . doubt? Check his profile pic!/
Real fact . . takes Viagra before battle . . cuz he an ol' lim Prick!/
Err'one knows Darren can't do battle . . u'z too Bent to stand erect!/
Even when you was stroked with the hands of 2 h.orny flirt!!/
K.O'ed both ways . . even on bed . . . retires after first round!!/
Your punches Blunt . . and causes no harm . . . like toothless hound!!/
Wait . . this is Goofy from Disney. . .I see you, I see Mater. .Jeez!/
With your gap-tooth . . you both define what similar is!!/

Hmm This sleakid want Smfin....Well i'm gonna Serve it To yhu Cold

Been Fuckin the Clock For this Time to Come/(cüm)/
Gat Scores To settle...ama bout To give Yhu /~Sum~/
Cause i'm So fúckín Gud Without a /Condom/
Yhu gon Feel(fill) me when i'm Done lyk Undertaking/Form/
I ball Like Athletico,so My guy be Forewarned/(4:1)/
Aint Merlin Buh i'm da Chosen /One/
......Serve FEDERER Lyrics to ya STATE of mind,ROGER /That/
Can Yhu win A WarFARE?,U just Dey Run Ya /Mouth/
But Ya can win A War of Fares like a Conductor /Tout/
Listen THISDAY son(SUN),i'm Ya /GUARDIAN/
So When yhu Come at Me,u Will keep missin Asamaoh /Gyan/
My Flows So Electrified Cause i Spit Power /Lines/
Trignometry Ish,i'm Good wif my /Cosines/
Flowing(FLOuRINE) Bars i'm So /Halogen/
Ma Armstrong,so Don't Neil(Near) me When i land My /Punches/
Cus it Will leave Ya With /Crutches/

BleSS

Somebody tell this nerd to quit sparrin' . . haba!/
Sounds funny . . . but an advice from a father/
That ya dad owned the Prix . . . you call yourself Grand master?/
Your wack . . you spit Sheep rhyme . . . baa baa baa baa!!/
This dude was mistakenly r.aped . . by 10 huge nigga/
Mistook him for a b.itch . . cuz his dressings . . like a diva/
They tore him apart . . while he forcefully cried a river/
Came on this forum pregnant . . like a sexy Nina/
And its his ninth month here . . yet he cannot deliver!!/
Truth is . . . your a dumb rapper in this arena/
Crappy tales you pile . . . and we burst into laughter . . like hyena/
Wackness obstructs your mind . . . occupyin' your whole cerebra/
And filled the space in your crania/ meant for grey matter!!/
Beasty werewolf . . . they know ma deadly act . . how I ruin coons/
That they retire to rest . . before its full moon!/
Detach his rectina from his eye socket . . hes pleadin' pleas/
Crush it with my palm . . did an eyeball squeeze/
All he sees is darkness . . like I rolled earth into abyss!!/
A new star is born . . and hes risin' fast . . as quick as time/
Gone past your distance . . . far above the earth skyline!/
You rep Philip French . . . we know from the rhymes you utter/
Im that oratory wizard . . at best, you stutter/
Nokter Louis of rap . . lyrical stammerer!/
Even when you open mouth to speak. . .Oh No/
No flow, you only do the cow thingy . . moooo mooo!!/

DJ5naira: Wackness obstructs your mind . . . occupyin' your whole cerebra/

You an example of the kettle calling the pot black/
Cos its all fact/ that the lines you draft is all wack/
You must be high with raw crack/ if you think the rubbish you write is called rap/
You obviously talk trash/ you need to be given four slaps/
for claiming you better than him and all that/
You storm here on dailies to spew bland metas and divulge trash/
but dopeness be what ya wordies and similies all lack/
so in contrast/
get ya acts together . . and stop feeding us with bleepy dumb crap/

Dj5naira Come lemme Pimped ya Wrecked Lines lyk /Xzibit/
Yhu Can't Reach my Heights,Boy you Nor Fit(FEET)/
......I'm like Volcano Cause What i Spit is hot like /Magma/
Ya Alpha Flows Aint penetratin,boy Check ma /Gamma/
Sickle-Cell Rapper,ma ShíT is /SS/
Dont efF wit Me cus i aint a Safe /Sex/
Bow,axe(boas) i Can blaze ya up Lyk /Andre/
guess i just Wordplay in two /Way/
Punches to ya Eyes until u Can't know the WEATHER lyk /MAY/
Boy You like Abandoned Ships(chips)yhu Made no Sail(Sale)/
Yhu ain't a BIGBROTHER,so u bout To get /Evicted/
Even ya MASS TRANSIT Flows wont be /ASSISTED/
Yhu Thinkin u Gud,Boy u ~LOST~lyk that Tv /Show/
Barricadin Ya head with My Traffic Lines,call it Go Slow/
I'm killin Ya /Spartacus/
ya Just a Motor boy to d game and i'm ya ~Boss~

peeling-0ff-backs/ and killing-diz-wacks//
Gat their brains split all over my racing tracks/
No wander ah kip running tru memory lane arcs//
Wonder why he kips smashing cd plates/
Well i guess yhu just wanna break records//
Lazy ruminant... Sit quietly and chew the cud (cord) round ya neck like a g0at in search for freedom//
Keep topping u like am alergic to half-filled cup//
Military ima zone.. Bbitch ffuck the wordies you "force"//
Cos the crap yhu boast with all wack.. Advice no be curse//
The only u ill is when ur down with malaria/
Dj5naira and sleakid ballin.. Haw u expect to win any criteria...//
Ya ish was like repeatin a popular story.. U still the tail (tale)//
Plus re-using already used flows.. Like haw u sail' and snare like snail../
See..
Ima choke-ya-veins and clog-ya-arteries/
Then poke-ya-brains just to jogg-ya-memories//
Cos yhu aint ballin like unskilledful playerss....
Hence.. Lets call diz ffucktard a dumb rapper//
And haw throw diss shots shows haw hard i ball//
But with ya legs in EVEREST, niqqa wOnt still stand tall...
0ne

kerijay: Boy You like Abandoned Ships(chips)yhu Made no Sail(Sale)/

He even went as far as biting w0rd f0r w0rd VEC0R tha VIPER's line... Guy ur a disgrace t0 nl... Quit rap

Quit samplin' mi . . . kuz we all know you can't win battle/
Wanna experiment? . . and of course I ex samples!/
Infact . . this dude gotta re-write his tract/
Its all fact? . . when your the only one sayin' that?/
His cataract . . prevents his vision . . can't even see light/
Not to talk of readin' the lines/ tellin' the difference between who's wack and what's tight/
Who knows . . perhaps he's dissin' his own fan in disguise!!/
So when he says . . wack craps bout me . . we know its all lies!!/
1 line from me would topple his entire verse/
Too bad his brain can no longer decipher ma quote/
The way my punches slaps him . . its affectin' his thought/
Classifyin' ma classics as trash/ hes dazed . . yet to recover from the previous bash!/
No rockband . . im better than U2 combined!/
Checkout ma worthy wordies . . well aligned/
And my piercin' similes . . bleed you red like Rose/
I Storm here daily to X-Men . . even he knows/
Know this . . my mild verses marvel wild cats/
I display oratory tacts . . it seems you can't figure that out/
Your system . . in total disorder . . that you fail to figure speech/
Ma words stun you . . mikuz can't figure which!/
Bitin' his finger . . his eyes starin' at the ceiling/
Thinkin' of what to write . . his next verse would fail him/
I get cheers . . but he submits a blank sheet . . and no one to hail him/

My Style is Inconceivable the Reason for ya /Death/
Ya feeble /Attempts/
Makes me wanna Stab Flesh/Take that first /Step/
Slice ya neck and then i /Fled/
Cuz i left ya head for the /Feds/
.........I'm the Biggest Terror Intellect,ma Bars are Mistaken for National Security, Bomb /Threats/
Sleakid ya Rap worse than Miley Cyrus/
Gangin Up wit Dj5naira buh ya stil Can't Fight /Us/
Tellin Me ma Wordies are /Forced/
Aint gonna answer that cus u /Lost/
Yhu Anti-Newton Cus ya ShìT Ignore gravity,they won't come /Down/
No punches,So u Can't Feel Lip(Philip)like /Lahm/
Even If ya Works in DHL,ya ShìT Stil wont make /Delivery/
Cus u only make Sense Once in a year like /Haloween/

BleSS

kerijay: Germany Punches.....i'ma bout to Feel Lip(Philip) lyk /Lahm/

kerijay: No punches,So u Can't Feel Lip(Philip)like /Lahm/

Lwkmd....
Guy must yhu du dis all the time..
Mtchewwwwww