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LooNat11kk: You Keep Coming Up With That Same Excuse. We Were Both Told Of The Upcoming Battle and The Deadline and how many bars we were to write, I wrote as told you wrote otherwise, so whose fault was it? I even gave you an opportunity for a rematch, you ducked. Nigga You Lost, deal with it.

.u've bin outpaced sire those contorted lyrics u display can't match up my present form
24lines if u down we kick it next tomorrow...or u can keep the glory of battling a 8 lines with. 20

LooNat11kk: . STFU, i could name 5 random noobs on fb that'll take you out easily. Dont start Acting like shyt cos you won just two Battles. And Top Tier battle I've Won On NL? Didnt you witness Loonatikk Vs Thunder? Loonatikk Vs Deli Dimes? Ptff,

a battle I almost won with incomplete verse.? don't let me take time off hustle n whoop u silly...more cruel than Lamar did...

Ibime: Mehn, clean up these chats! Airmark, welcome to modding! Every nigga will have problem with you by the time you are done!





Laguna hailed me. . . he hid it. . . no doubt about it/
Loona dissed me. . . he let Iam shout about it/
Iam dissed ma verse . . he didn't do jack about it/
Iam dissed his verse. . . he hid it. . . and said "let's go to chatroom and chat about it"/
Just to show the double standards. . .of thís fàggot coward/
Acting unprofessional. . . let niggas abuse me with banter/
but what's good for the goose is also good for the gander/
He acting personal. . . like he never want the war to end/
These just words to me. . . by next week, we'll all be friends/
And Loona said I got a boring pen?/
If his tongue even form the words. . . I swear he'll never talk again/




King this, King that. . . . cos King Tourney. . . . I won the crown/
While I was winning it . . . you was getting knocked out . . . in the first round!/
What you know about Emperorship?/ when you never been sick/
Never defended your strip/ or had every emcee testing the strength of ya wits/
You can’t survive one week on the throne/trading bars with every emcee in the zone/
One minute you beefing Mark, then Mik. . . next week could be Krone/
Then imagine 6 years of being Ceaser in Rome/
You think the simple frees that you’ve thrown/will let you hold the crown and keep as your own?/
Now imagine U3 and Prekky was the niggas tryna grab it/
Thunder, DBR and Glacierz. . . . yet I let none of em have it/
And this lil rabbit/ feeling he could disrespect frees/
Show him why I’m the Chief Vet. . . . who disinfect fleas/
You can’t really relate/ Its my job to be King. . . and the job of minions to hate/
A King is used to dissenters. . . when his dominion is great/
But this nigga is fake/ claiming I’m deadbeat dad/
When I never born pikin. . . and that’s the best he has/
And don't fret these raps/ these are just quick frees/
What you think I lack the wit to spit punches? Please!/
DBR said the same in '10 and got bust with ease/
Mikuz said the same in '12. . . still left him on his knees/
Kings don't forget skill. . . so don't drown. . . tryna cross these seas/

this is what I came here for
y'all can continue ur chitchats they are better than ur bars tho

bye

none oppose my shining reign/
I am a mighty hale/
moving with the strenght of a tornado...to
consume your tiny race/
I don't fight with gays/
I just slice their face/
cos with might I reign/
I am a lonely sage/
known for phony ways/
but patient enough to visit the past...by
trekking down my memory lane/
the sheet is my shield...the pen is my defense/
the lyrics I script...are eulogies of the dead/
I get radical admonitions/..cos my raps are
classical provisions/
I baptise nigas with fire...n. the ones I consider
basic problems...got drowned in chemical
solutions
# cant sleep who is still awake

a 5 min fb frees

am harvesting heads/ that say text battling is
dead/
cos I studied alchemy the special way of
harnessing lead/
so every verse I scribe gives glory n perfect the
pen/
I recite latent laws/in my inner sanctum bowing
down to pagan gods/
cos I wield the Valerian sword/
capable of decapitating a frost giant to half the
size of the dwarves of erebor/
I am nothing common/used baseball bats to
breakthrough the gulf of hell...am an ancient
horror/
respect is a patent honour/
let every man with legs/man his nest/cos this
is dooms day n.every "half wits" will get beaten
"twice is length"/
a sage has reason/ full of jealousy fueled by
rage charge with treason/
in case file is bars are written/
encrypted code lamp of scholars during night of
reading/
rusty one

Ibime: Nicotine smoker/ I puff that green cobra/
Make you lean over/ like two sniffs of clean coca/
Marine soldier/ machine holder/ that squeeze toasters/
Semi-automatic magazine reloader/
My beef kosher/ Y'all niggas sweet like cheap soda/
Gee-hova!/ I rain pestilence and ebola!/
When my shít hit the net. . . Latin fans will scream "Gola"!/
the first nigga in Port rocking mocassin loafers/
When I rap and rumble/
I make stand-up niggas crash and tumble/
Broke niggas better start acting humble/
Claiming life's a 'bed of roses'. . .when they 'sleeping on Mats'. . . like they ain't a fan of Hummels!/
I leave chicks mattress rumpled/ from exhuberant séx/
Beefing me is something any fool would regret/
Yall niggas be confusing a vet/ with foot soldiers/
I shook shoulders/ with crook brokers/ who hold more paper. . . than book holders!/
I jux jokers/ and expose they weakness/
I stitch words like tailors. . . but the flow is seamless/
Wait. . . lemme hold my pénis/
Sticks and stones break bones. . . while my words flog niggas. . . with strokes of genius!!/
I'm so egregious/ Limbless niggas tryna hold a greviance/
Claiming I got their dough. . . these dudes is bananas. . . I don't owe em peanuts!/
I leave niggas shedding tears/ when the barretta flares/
He better fear/ before bullets make him dance like Fred Astaire/
Soon as their credit clear/. . . niggas pay my dividends first. . . like a preference share/
Aboki style. . . I flog a cow skin. . . till the leather tear/
Unisex fashion. . . nigga, I'm every wear/
FFR the kinda place where vets should meet/ to text and beef/
Where wack niggas get booed and we reject the weak/
Nowadays, all y'all do is flex and speak/ and that vex the Chief/
But shout out Krone. . . cos his texts is deep. . . and his set's unique/
But some of y'all acting extra sweet/ with long paragraphs/
I been snowed under with work. . . but still bury y'all. . . avalanche!/
Legend of Bagger Vance/ Y'all never had a chance/
I'm loyal to my savage gang/
I don't abandon fam/
My crew stick together. . .cos I roll with my homes'. . . like Camper vans!/
The rainmaker/ razor blade raiser/ game changer/
Dead men walking. . .niggas with one foot in the grave. . . in grave danger/
My change major/ I keep accounts and move orders/
At work. . . I'm bout to sack a dude. . . with a wife and two daughters/
That's crude slaughter/ but I aint got the feeling to care/ the villain is here/
I make niggas lose jobs. . . that pay 8 million a year!/
That got you feeling broke and bitter/ how I dispose a nigga/
who earn more than you. . . plus 5 of your closest niggas!/
I'm cold as winter/ plus I'm holding nuggets/
I got dough for the hos that love it/
Could afford a night. . . with any famous chick in the whole Republic/
. . . while one night with a local asewo. . . would blow ya budget/
It's easy to pay a million to fück. . .it won't budge me/ Don't judge me!/
For a million, some y'all niggas take a díck in ya butt. . trust me/
It'll get so ugly/ if we fall in a fight/
but I need my beauty sleep. . . so let's call it a night!/

greetings to a God

nice verse scripts