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Hahaha nice verse right there.
But LOL @ frustrated tailor!

coogar: he will drop when he sees my material. he wouldn't want his credibility to be dragged in the mud. by the time i drop, 2 things would happen........

a) ibime will never come on NL again.
b) ibime will send a reply that will not match my material but his clones will give him the W.

Ok go ahead . . .
https://www.nairaland.com/1581188/brutal-combat-vi-ibime-vs

coogar: where's my thread......

Ibime is not dropping, or are you planning to battle yaself?

@ Airmark,
Omo we are dropping 24 lines o.

Lionbite: forget it..... I'm out

Bros battling you is doing you a huge favour. What are you thinking?

Lol . . Lionbite Ill have to battle you after King Ibime so if I lose I go use you do consolation.

Just through with Airmack's verse. Lionbite please drop a 16 make I know which strategy to bring to the table.

Cooger you can as well face King Ibime physically. Carry cutlass go wait for en junction.

coogar: mikuz, i think i will just kill ibime regardless. if i drop, he will drop & the NL rap section community can judge who's better. i am tired of waiting for this fat ladyboy to drop his verse.

i am dropping in the next 24 hrs.....

Looks like I have scrapped the thread sef. Ibime vs Cooger is no longer happening.

Ibime: Kingship is not by ranting. I asked the ninja to show he's worthy but he dropped a rubbish verse then started ranting.

I feel like Kanye West. . .You ain't got the answer Coogar! You aint got the answer!


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KoWsexwc4d4

King Ibime when are we fighting? Or do I need to drop a freestyle too?

Lionbite: Hey yo Mikuz, how about a battle? Me and you

I have a battle with Airmark on the 10th. We drop on the 14th if your good with it.

coogar: mikuz, what's the latest update? has ibime found his balls or what?

King Ibime is still ducking. Find another rival please.

Meanwhile, vote on this too :

https://www.nairaland.com/1582205/rematch-series-evilchapterz-vs-dj5naira#1582205.12

Weak battle, I expected more. Anyways. a better showing from Dj this time around.

MVGT : DJ5naira

Hahaha Cooger.

Lunatic's verse to me was less enjoyable. His boring set up/ rhymes made his verse awful! His choice of words and the way he framed his punches is nothing to write home about, even where he had nice ideas, his diction lets him down. To me, framing and setups does the magic. If you come with a hard hitting punch but with a VERY weak set up/ framing, Ill ignore it for one with a less sting but has a MUCH BETTER set up/ framing. That's one thing I've observed about Lunatic, he pays little attention to : set ups/ framing, rhymes and diction/ choice of words. That's what has caused you this battle, IMO, they watered down ya punches.


I enjoyed Zluk's verse more, she had better set ups, her use of grammar is encouraging! I like the way she phrased her verse in general. But your Nap holy pun is wack. Dont try anything close to that again. You were doing quite good early in ya verse but you started losing steam later on, but you did well enough to edge this.

So based on rhymes, set ups, diction/ vocab and juicier punches.


MVGT : Zluk

Chapterz what are you saying? An MC like Big L uses a rhyme scheme and set ups too. He doesn't just spit his punchlines, he builds them up. Infact the NL dominant style of punching and set ups was inspired by Big L. Quote me!!

Open for votes . . .

Zluk's Verse

Am killing Lunatic, with this crazy verse... Turning the soil to create space for his corpse// he's so useless even in death that I "shove L" into the land at this burial... just to "thicken the plot"//

Don't panic!!!... its not a volcanic eruption...

its zluk spitting in session, this aint war not a jostle// my lines
smoke 10niggas per hustle and my leg aint yet on the throttle// but luna can't spit with fire even if he was caught in the "act" spitting
with the twelve apostles//

Zluk is a wild animal, on top of the chain, none higher// luna aint
"spotted" in this circle even if he's turned hyena// in this battle, I
step in, locked in and get luna stuck in... then blow him up like a
cave ... invaded by ore miners//

ending Lunatic's life, he'll ge no time to get EVEN like a prime
number// All your punches are like strikes from a blind thunder// I
mean strikes so "off target" that even "blind stevie" was left to
"wonder"//

Its comical... Am all in his face, he's seeing "the Z's" like he's snoring// Damn true he's dreaming when he claim he'll beat me with lines that boring// nobody feeling him...he got a "no vote" of confidence on him.... like the way Ema bundled him outta the King's tourney//

The King's tourney... now that's a good story...// I'll get back to it
later ... Cos that was what made him hoary// maybe I should now since no upside to it, no storey//... Like his dp... he was beaten "black
and white" by the "flow-cold-like-ice" "prince"... And like samklef
added... "end of story"//

I mean I take luna for breakfast!! when in the cornflakes section// I mean he's no bone of contention// if he looks in a mirror, "wack" gon
be the reflection// he rated so low... the only way Luna could "add-vans" is by increasing his shoe collection//

Luna forcing his first name on every line, wanted to advice but am not your mama// so pls stop the drama// you can dickride all the judges but still today, you're lunch, my taco lasagna// and I swear at day's end you'll be the new black in heaven's white house, dead version of... barack obama//

am so wild, my teacher needed an "eye test" and lotta strategies//
he just couldn't control this "pupil" to stay in her boundaries// I am ripping off his arteries// so this information is "free of charge"
when I say luna just just went out of time... like a clock with "dead batteries"//

Heck, just went an hour marathon// to hand this guy the gun// I head to the priest to confess how I killed a lunatic before he could turn//
cleansing to be done, so I slept in church to be in a "nap holy" lyk jose callejon// cos this battle's a beat down... nobody could've "gifted" luna the win, its Jan already .... and santa's gone//

Rhyme Lunatic's Verse

Note:: Mrs Zluk's signature profile state:::: Am gaay, go fork yasef
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Oya Let's Flow
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Its only right I treat this thread with something fair/
cos I spit great. . And she aint got the flair/
but if she claims her verses . . .are getting praises. . The other palm of my hand . . .will forcefully land on her face. . . . To give her a backhanded compliment!!/

I'm hailed with the way ah bury foes/
.. . . . Cos I'm Sleek with ma steady flows/
in rating am 10, sick bro/...but if Peeps say "z 10"? . . . . . they talking . . . blackberry phones!!!/

Her ffr spits are hardly tight/
None of 'em Carries might/. . she shouldn't dare my arid strikes/. . . . .for its sure she'll end up living a tragic life/cos accepting to trade words with this gent. . Already Potrayed her future potential. . . . To being a . . . . nagging wife!!!/

I'm the gent to skin/ any dense pundit/ and when I strike its Her body parts Ya'll would be left to see/
So she better bleep the win talks. For her rants wont stand up tall". . When all she brings are
. . . 'lame escuses' !!!/

Talking of Top Verses. . . . No one will call her's 1st/ so how will she say sh'll drop ah vet?/
When her 'text styles' . . I'm sorry. . Shows no
. . . . 'INDUSTRIAL STRENGTH!!/(textiles)

I spunned in anger when she claimed to shoot at greats/. . . her bars are below par. . . she should get . . . booed, nat praised/
so attempting to stop me. . Will only get her blown in a gas station
. . Cos LITERALLY . . . her wack verses are what . . . 'Fuels Ma rage'!!!/

So you Know its a taboo to say this Dawg no bad/ cos im a god!
I stay higher than a blunt roller/
my Jabs be coming from left to right, i mean all over/ . . . But its
clear your punches gat no where to 'Land on' . . . . Like Donovan!!/

King of amuntions. . . . The tecs coming proper/
. . . .Even Vets are scared of this brother/
cos . . . . . . I control every depths of the borders/
While you'll . . . only "Hold all the ACES" . .
. . . . Gripping air-conditioners!!/

The Pest Shouldn't Bother To Front/
For No guy in his right sense of mind would call her to F̸*̸*̸k/ . . . . so she lied about being g@y in her profile. . Cos its obvious shez
got the type of face. . . ..Only a
. . . . . mother could love!!!/

This battle already proved. . This gee is bad/
With illy bars/
That anomalously skinned the cat/ so its safe to say. .
This verse was crafted to murk Z . . Like . . . . boogey in bring it back!!/ «murk Zee»

Voting Criteria :

Opener
Rhymes
Similes/ Metaphor
Punchlines
Personals
Flow
Wordplay
Closer

Rules

- 20 lines.

- Deadline is 9pm.

- Verses should be sent to nlking@gmail.com

- No biting, swaying, stretching, feeding or recycling.

- A no show attracts a ban.

- No unnecessary comments on here.

- Voting is open to regular members only

Open for votes . . .

Dj5naira's Verse

Dudes a weakling, watch my fists chew the lady/ and abuse the Slim Shady/ wouldnt unconsciously put up a fight if the fools crazy/
i'll pummel this b.itch into the ground permanently and he'll never get up to retaliate, even if all 'em spectators at the field screams WHOOPS A DAISY!!!!/

Cant punch, the boar fingers' feeble/ his life a complete mess, boredom lingers in his stable/ we dont feel E's verses since the w.hore cant deliver metals/
cos his old testament is filled with ''so many Numb~bars'' than ''4-figure tables!''/

The damned con is not drugs/ I blast his a.nal pipe 'til the salmon pop pus/
Evil is fake . . . .
Whoever claim otherwise, or thinks the acts of this 'Jeeb real' is prolly citin' Cameron Thomaz/

Use ''faeces'' to stain the slain bloke/ I cripple the lame yolk/ crack his ribs, make him laugh to death when I wave jokes/
. . . he forms president here . . and I ''Plank'' on his ovahead, ''Constant'' Knocks like I was deckin' James Polk/

U poorer than a broke thief/ no manpower ...weaker than oak leaves/
if your parents were 'chef' they'd be disappointed . . . cos like Micheal, ur Bar~lack the 'ingredients' of a d.ope 'beef!'/

We sick of the maga bluffings/ since he plays the madder urchin/
Dress the e-diot with dirty clothes . . . and label him 'rag-a-muffin!!'/

im Ras Kimono & E's jes a reggae cargo/ even The South Africans knows not this homo buffalo/ puns he spins proves the bozo too shallow/
we Kaizer Chiefs possess Bidvest Wits . . . since E's icecream to me, I pick him up, drop in mouth and with one gulp, E's out of existence ...moment this Moroka Swallows!/

'fore I slaughter kin/ I spit lyrics that torture him/
golf his head outta his neck . . . and leave Evil Dead like horror film/

Flows he drops are sham poos/ writtens more borin' than Pan-African news/
no reference to the Author of Elisha Barber . . .
but i'd clearly scrape his elbow on the fence draggin' him till E.C. Arm~bruise/

Peeps won't agree with E's slants, and fancy D with the win/ since I already slaughtered the hungry pig/ and murdered the lanky breed/
judges would call me Darren Walsh after this, cos I just tore chapters into unpickable pieces like Angry Kid/

EvilChapterz: but it's best i melt the poor 'Bish' fronting corniac verbs/
besides intelligence! . . . M holdin tricks that strikes on the heart/
but this lame bish/ can only 'Make it rain' when he's worshiping Amadioha!

EvilChapter's Verse

Priviously!
I left ya lines in a margin of death, when i was just sending riddles/
. . But in this time of blood,
my 'brain and pen' suggested punches that bury people/


It's verbal slaughter when i trigger verbs, Brings Cold Illumination
. . They run from skills i send
And You copy my style,
cuz you need a 'star' to guide you . . . . like the 3 Wise Men.


I Gather acidic flows in a balance motion/
to make you Embrace pressure,
turn mirrors into rainbows with my Great Reflection . . . But if you try punching!
I react and bring out your skeleton, like doctors on X-ray section/

Am a breathinq magic,
none of your violence can next me, . . I think 'Plain' like pilots undressing,
so if by any chance i get provoked!
I'll destroy your body, faster than diets on dead meats.

Your a disgrace to disgrace,
Spirits call it Artistic magic when i prose fire, . . . Cuz i allow my flow scatter then i'll be forcing words into your mouth and ear,
. . . Like telephone wires,

Drag 'Naira' around the country
. . . Like Hustling traders,
. . . Don't Phucking spray craps . . Or change this thread colour to red, i easily loose my temper like Hockey players. . .

My brain is the temple of punchlines . .
Your trash lyrics was never sound!
After so many years of texting and you never count,
cuz your like a referee in a boxing stage, . . Sorrounded by brave men but you was never one!

Am still collapsing dry bars, labelled a classic striker,
flip acidical spars/ . . . . But if tests my skillz I'll come after Dj, like party riders!

We stone the lad,
am ignore his jokes and tricks,
Invading chapters zones are risks!
He's half man half Pussy!
Cuz all he does is talk about things he never did
. . . Like Journalists!


I'll cement this thread, with blood when i penalise ya fabric lies,
. . Call me Out again when you stop writting craps
cuz am forever ready 2 slay kids,
like Abraham on sacrifice

Voting Criteria :

Opener
Rhymes
Similes/ Metaphor
Punchlines
Personals
Flow
Wordplay
Closer

Rules

- 20 lines.

- Deadline is 9pm.

- Verses should be sent to nlking@gmail.com

- No biting, swaying, stretching, feeding or recycling.

- A no show attracts a ban.

- No unnecessary comments on here.

- Voting is open to regular members only.

coogar: send what as soon as i'm done? ibime is running helter-skelter, scared to death his street credibility is about to take a dent!

Lol . . . Ibime will send his next weekend. Please start putting finishing touches to yours!

coogar: God bless you mikuz!
time to start writing for that obese charlatan.......

Then send it as soon as you're done and quit laying false allegations.

Lol . . . Cooger if you can't come with a concrete evidence to prove that Ibime knows the password to that email then we'll have no option than to believe you're afraid of facing his fire and that freestyle has made lose nuts like you changing a tyre.

Cooger, Ibime its on . . ,

https://www.nairaland.com/1581188/brutal-combat-vi-ibime-vs

Voting Criteria :

Opener
Rhymes
Similes/ Metaphor
Punchlines
Personals
Flow
Wordplay
Closer

Rules

- 32 lines.

- Deadline is 9pm.

- Verses should be sent to nlking@gmail.com

- No biting, swaying, stretching, feeding or recycling.

- A no show attracts a ban.

- No unnecessary comments.

- Voting is open to regular members only.

Goodluck!!!

Ibime: What the hell is this guy/ yelling, and why?/ He's definitely high!/
Tell him his end is at nigh/
Fact is. . I'm only penning this rhyme. . .
cos he my sports section buddy. . . cos truth be told. . .that verse doesn't merit reply!/

I break his sternum/ and drill his skull. . . like Maxillo-Facial surgeons/
so the fake insurgent/ better pray to the faithful virgin/ before I degrade and hurt him/
And throw him off St Peter's Basilica. . . right in the middle. . . of a papal sermon!/

He should be struck with lightning/ or subjected to something frightening/
I don't know why this punk is lying/. . . cos we aint seen that junk you writing. . . since Sauron got expunged for biting!/

You talk like him/ even walk like him/ and follow sport like him/
So save us the lecture. . . cos when this 'teacher writes'. . . you'll get 'outlined in chalk'. . like him/

It's not my fault I win!/ I'm just evil and strong/ and lethal with songs/
I get the votes. . .sorta like floods. . . cos my flows. . . carry people along!/

I'm a doppelganger/ 'knife under my jacket'. . .playing a game of 'cloak and dagger'/
Kill this roach with camfor/ . . . after infecting his brain with Glio-blastoma cancer!/

You never spoke with candour/ cos you a broke bum shyte!/ Your money never come right/
In Manchester, I lived in Didsbury. . . nigga, you lived in Longsight!/

You dumb dyke!/ Claiming you attended Man Uni when it was MMU/
For those who lack clue/. . .that's like a nigga claiming OAU. . . while doing pre-degree at LASU!/

If I catch you/ spinning 'long yarn' like that Chinese city/ I'll get grime and gritty/
You always on Nairaland acting hype and silly/
. . .on Sports section you whine and bítchy/ Romance section. . . tryna find some títties/
On Rap section. . .tryna rhyme like 50/
And on Politics section, you tried to 'Occupy Nigeria'. . . but we sighed with pity. . . cos we never find you BUSY!/


This guy. . . who is he?/ He's a loser and bum/ who's stüpid and dumb/
Esau's hand and Jacob's voice is what Coogar's become/
But Sauron will confess. . .when my torture methods. . .loosen his tongue/

We used to play together/ In 2010, we both goth got engaged together/
I been married 2 years now. . . this broke nigga still tryna raise the cheddar/
Or maybe the lady's clever/ . . .and left him for a nigga who got his game together!/

Anambra girl. . . he was chasing from the day he met her/
Claimed he's doing introduction 2 years ago . . if my brain remembers/
One look at this broke cat. . . her father reneged to let her/ and chased away the leper/
then slapped his daughter. . . like. . . "Nne, I know I raised you better!"/

I got cheese like gees from Saudi/ Peep the Audi/ How could this weasel clown me?/
When I did my introduction. . .they took one look. . . and increased the dowry/
7 figure sum. . .and I paid on the spot/
When you went, they forced the engagement to stop/ and had you chased off their plot!/

Beefing me is a grave error. . . he gon' fall in a casket/ when I torture the fàggot/ for tryna talk to me backwards/
And if this dude a friend of yours. . I apologise for what I just did. . . to this unfortunate bàstard!/

Oboy!! Chai!!!!

Votes closed.

Krizzkutz wins!

Landslide victory for Krizzkutz.


MVGT : Krizzkutz

Open for votes