Omminnent:



I'm out to Ransack this magot/ we brought alot of woods to smack the canines, my klans knack dogs/ treat him like a market thief. Two by twos will leave the man with cracked skull/ till he starts Screaming Ayeeh Ayeeh!!!!!! like Zlatans Back ups/


Broke nigga still chopping from his fathers hand/ broke is bad, but he's also a dumb sour man/ who thinks he can make money picking Notes from Nairaland!!/

but stealing written lyrics is the only time he gets close to picking notes/but I'm a baller spending the dirty money cos I'm making my filthy dough/ but he's silly Yo/ thinking he can beat me though/. I'm a wizard who will turn this filthy dog into a Billy Goat!!/


Still spitting flows. . . . . .

He always talks about guns and raging flare/ Rubbish spits coming outta a dog. There's nothing Amazing there/ we ain't Tortoise in it's creation so we aren't taking shells/ if rounds come outta this chicken. It's just a grown hen laying eggs!!/

Kay9ine:


On a second thought


Lemme murk him with freez/ this bitch lacks character and sex appeal/ but recent times he _fucked a witch and she took his destiny from him/ for that reason he'll never make it in life, so he lives his life on the net like Pete/. .the only time he could blow is when he's in front of a _dick and on bended knees/


I've come with rocket launchers to blow him/ I came all the way from Russia in winter I had a cold trip/. I'll continue to spit Freez on him until he's frozen/. He can't escape the bars ___ even if he was micheal Scofield!!/

If you see the gents I roll with?

They're big and they've gotten stronger/ they'll bully and kill this brother/. Land bruises on him proper/. Deep keeps giving him assistance, but I don't bother/. Cos he has ABA made Aquaman written all over him the way he keeps getting stronger only with Water!!/

I'm not a man to smother/ so boy don't test me cos my penetrations don't need no rubber/ I'll take his Soul away like a cobbler/ and you won't notice his corpse like Feds undercover!!/



I have a Final tomorrow. So piece y'all bitches and sore losers @ Omminnent and Deepwaters007

JoeWendell:
^{who should I call out}

Sarsaproko:


Jagbajantis

JoeWendell:



^{You want me to murder the boy}

Sarsaproko:



Yes. Finish him!

I will, Jangbajantis are up for a friendly brawl that might put you in a bag? let's just teach these noobs how it's done, what say you

JoeWendell:


^{I will, Jangbajantis are up for a friendly brawl that might put you in a bag? let's just teach these noobs how it's done, what say you}

fadal:
Here we go again just spent a hundred of that brown paper
Bag money all on timbs, and that bad bitch is all on him
'Cause the cars that he drives are all foreign
The game is mine I'm so far in I'm speaking with an accent
Just cartwin, can't even relax in my room,
That brown paper bag money push my mattress through the roof
This for my niggas getting brown paper bag money
This for my strippers getting black plastic bag money
We're talking that bad money, that I.R.S can't tax money you dig me

Jangbajantis:

Really?

Sarsaproko:


Let me create thread for you guys..

Jagbajantis vs JoeWendell..

Sarsaproko:


Let me create thread for you guys..

Jagbajantis vs JoeWendell..

Jangbajantis:

Will be really busy on Sunday. Make it tomorrow instead. After all, it's just 6 bars.

Sarsaproko:


Cc: JoeWendell..

Are you game for tomorrow?

Sarsaproko:


Cc: JoeWendell..

Are you game for tomorrow?

Jangbajantis:

I'll mail you my verse to you so you post for me. May not be around in the evening.

still scripting my first bar o

blessedmarshal:
Hey yo! TechnicalRex wanna finally fall into the bag

This is me calling you out.

Penpul:
Y’all don’t want the heat

TechnicalRex:



I accept, 6 Bars on Saturday, are you down?
If yes, Joewendell we will need a thread

blessedmarshal:


Let's make it Sunday. JoeWendell

gottoboy:
Stressed Out

Sometimes this Vet will Wonder/
What kinda rapbattle Thread we Under/
I mean have read more verse that I Can't Count/
Wack Bars longer than the digit of my Bank Account/
Shits Crazy/ I should walk outa this game? My Knees Failed Me. . . I Feel Lazy/
to be Honest Here/ but Gotta keep 'Burning Raps' till am the Hottest Here/
Textrap I was almost Done with It/
Told my famz I just was having Fun wih It/
But then I made Fun of Life. . . I became One to Write. . .when I hear a wacko screaming Pon the Beat/
I started shaky but I gotta put some Effort Yaw/
To get better with the rhyme scheme and Metaphor/
Now on the M I C am known for Slaying my Sh1t/
My 'Ball Game' and Sword Play be the sh1t/
I swear down I aint Ranting my Brothers/
Yall rappers shoulda known ion Prance with em Loafers/
When I 'Bounce on a Beat' yall Chances are Over/
Coz I 'Kick Bars' with 'Both Legs' like Santi Carzola/
I guess I wanna have it the way I Need it Too/
Inna comfort zone err word I Script is True/
I do free verse and make tracks, the Raps am Slaying/ion give 2 fvcks on the Crap they Saying/ cOz am on my 'Lane to Greatness' I know these Glads be Hating/ I just chill 'Cruising' till its my turn for now yall stay Traffigating!!
I know am Upcoming Just/ got aLot Coming Up/ if you wanna Call me Up, call me a beast or I Smack thy Jaw/ fore am 'Brut' the way i Slay Metz ..... And 'Spray Techs'.... no 'Perf or Rollon' my 'Guns Bars is Sure'!!
In this dome we've got couple of vets, noobs others Amateurs/ buh rapwise I know there are 'Matures' in Amateur!!
Shout out to those Old once wey don tey like oNitcha Building/ and to the newbies that drop verse, I be like TF this Nigga Spewing/
Shout out to the reTired Glads... And to those who still drop that Fire Raps... Without yall this thread wunt be Blazing wih Freestyles/
Shout out to those showing love by reLating with the Likes/ Button... and to the ranting rhymers they Type Nothing/
Shout out to those 'Kelvin Gate' rappers who Really Really Gat it/ they go 'Wild' on the MIC like Beasts and Savage/ nobody's Fit to Challenge/ any mofo tryna 'Rub Mind'? His 'Brain' will get Ripped and Ravaged!!
Shout out to them 'feminine rappers' silly Piece of Garbage/ after getting whooped in a bout, they 'Cry on Set' like Tiwa Savage/
Way back most of yall claimed to be 'Married to the Game' now ill call yall 'X' like Tiffney Cambridge/
No excuse B1tch I get it, you too Lame that's why ill be helping to wrap your Knees with Bandage!!

#Blazeberry
#Respeck to Molash

fadal:
Look, homes behave, or get cut wit ya own blade
The chrome raise, put ya guts on ya own leg
Nigga I'm sicker then full-blown AIDS
And my block got more rocks, then the Stone Age
You been afraid, you sweet like homemade
Lemonade, if it's beef, then the chrome blaze
You could make the newspaper, get ya own page
And make the news too, you know how my dudes do
We wear masks so you can't tell, who's who
And for the cash, we'll blast at you dudes too
Wit the lead pipe, so get ya head right
I'm in the Benz, rims, spin at the red light
I'm comin for cash, gun in the dash
And I'm on 21 and a half's (for real cannon)
I got my gat, I ain't walkin without it
And I cock and clap, you just talkin about it, nigga