GIYAZZ:
All these corny wordplays though. I hate it. It automatically makes a verse look lame to me.

That's why I hardly do wordplays these days. I rather kick a metaphor/simile punch or some humor-jab.

Limerick:
Lime'Rick Dark-Poet:
Diss at Adebanke
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Yall Listen... this fight's like a raging troop versus a thug/... So to flame this dude's asss is a must/... he aint sick no more, Sung dealt him a fatal blow till rabbies flew out of the dawg/.... he ain even seeing this coming, I place his two eyes in a box/
.... Before acting 'Micheal Faraday' is this.....b*tch,I'm 'taking yu out as a shock'!!/

.... easily, I'd leave this foe berieved/.... and if by any means, the show repeats/.... I'ma still kill this bloke with ease/
..... Cuz his verses are the worst things I've ever seen..... they practically beat sleak's votes to it!!!/

.... My strong divisional troops/.... would f*ck your seasonal crew/...Locking horns with me?... this 'kid' should be termed a sure original rube/.... he a yoruba faker, best he'd say is; I bit.... while everything my mouth drops are digital swoops/
..... Buh when I speak in Ibo accent, 'A Cowers'..... and its not a 'Regional Group'!!!/ (ECOWAS)

This is a monkey and dragon show/... and I'm the f*cking attraction yo/.... he jumps, I despatch flames....till the balls in the f*ggot blows/....his body scatters, head to the cloud and legs where the falling direction goes/
..... then have his fingers going different directions like Unlocking an android phone!!!/

.... a Lyricist? f*ck it, he a funny and mindless bloke/
... Buh I'm truly the man/.... this dude's a retarddd/.... hip hop was dead, my lines stood in the gap/... He drops his bars, the fans booing it out/
..... while my bars brings the 'heat'........... amusing the fans/ (I'm using the fans)

Now lets loosen the facts/....I'm the god he'll worship if the nerd was a hearten/... and if he talks about knives, I've got ten in the kitchen/... bring twenty for instance/.... he'd tremble and fidget/
I shouldnt be compared with the sissy,
....I raised the roof, shawties be cheerin' and screaming/
.... hes jealous.. he raised the roof; only to come back mendin' the Ceiling!!!/

.... the nigga never comes tough/... this is personal murder/.... Both parents died on the Long run/.... By some african powers/... So he stopped schooling lacking the morals/... and that made the animal dumber/
.... he shoulda joined the boko haram...... Buh wait, he already in the sect.... Cuz all his battles, he drop bombs/... with his grammatical blunders/

I've been the rave from naija to Sierra Leone/....you a much more local champion than mister bones/.... and If I catch you In my zone/... I'm giving you a sound beating with megaphones/
..... Buh why stressing myself when you too lame to stand up to me?.......Paperboi already had 'your back broken on the web'......... Like Emma Stone!!!/

Ok maybe truly, na yu be baddo/.... Buh truth of the shiit is... I'm a brute destroyer/.... ask around, I'm Lyrically used to murder/.... a god that rules immortals/.... Immuned to slaughters/
..... my lines are recited and quoted...... buh if anyone hypes Ban's.... then they ironically boo footballers!!!/

.... My sh*t is diabolical/... Wittier than all he has/... Steady pissing him off, to 'ease up my ureter'/... We making cash, hes making noise like speakers and officers/
..... Buh after this bout, we'd witness a moment of silence....... then I'd break the silence sending 'hymn' to the Lord.... quicker than choristers!!!/
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Limerick:

jigsaw be poppin' trash..
Enslave the dunk? Baby drunk? What tha f**k is that
I'm still the sh*t; yo' admit dude, yu Copy that..
Yu the sh*t; reason mosta' ya ish repulsive man.. check it
I'm a feared nigg; when I go beast, if you dnt flee then you get killed
Say yu go beast, we dnt believe like tricks by Jet li
buh If peradventure you go beast, then only your fears flee
Reason yu aint scared to die; so I'ma slit the fagg*t for throwing shots
I'm ah drug barron.. my flow seems drugs
At wars; I git' thousands of hommies dropped
So when I come at you; your death becomes a Casualty, get the message ..like a sermon from olympus..
I could bully the madman
Have him sliced smoothly and hammered,
I' truly stand higher... And while hes gon Low-key; I'd decide his fate like Juries in Asgard..
Jig wakes up one morning; hes like lemme battle Lime'.. its really tempting
buh he a sìlly cretin
Yo' think battling's sacrilege.. the way I'd split his temples..
take the brain and leave space in its place; somethin' like physics lessons..
B**chy felly, he rides d**ks. I' ride 84s, tote 44s shiit turns tragic..
gangsta rappin'? or mathematics?
Yu aint put on fours, cuz you a bait..
fly like a black widow put you on ate.
I'm a vet'; never out to beat a rookie..
So I ged'dit "cream till the end" ..that how to treat a p**sy.
easy.. see, I could laugh at the ho..
but still "flip that over" and make her say 'oh'.
"ride" like a bike till she "broke" n spoke.
tap that, damn... your rap chokes the flow please.. "woah"..?
no, I meant 'woe'.
the kid 'wails' lots
gettin "ish" mailed' off.
please stop..
Lest I ge' pissed off
you "beast" "boss"..?
I' boss beasts like sheepdogs!!!! ^_^
Look up his battles, one where Giyaz shattered the dude,
Ask him now.. he'd say; "Giyaz beat me then cuz I' ws learning the ropes, but now I've Improved"
See.. he never strikes at the truth..
He hammering lies,
Claims his whole bars are like the armours of knights,
but the class of his lines is hard to disguise.
Clearly flipping his weak schemes like karma replies...
I culd go on and on.. All night long.. Tho' I'm bored as f**k,
buh yo still cant dodge my punch
Thro' a roundhouse, I'd drop ya jaws
No handshake when ah knock-ya-off!
Shiii Dude's effin' vulnerable, I mean hes 'hardly secured'; 'White Colar Jobs'!!

Ibime:

and when it detonate, his body will scatter. . . and [size=17pt]leave[/size] Prince [size=17pt]everywhere[/size]. . . . like Ksslib’s shoe!/

Gladyys:
i'd drop a bomb text that'd [size=17pt]spread[/size] 'lyrics [size=17pt]everywhere[/size]'/....like the FFR thread'!!

ELYMAXiimus:

launch a missile attack/ it [size=17pt]spreads[/size] air [size=17pt]everywhere[/size] like a swift ceiling fan/

Ksslib:

The grenade goes off in dj's crib.. ya'll gon [size=17pt]see[/size] '5 [size=17pt]everywhere[/size]' ... thats 11111110 divided by 2/

danbrowndmf:
sup G? U own lockycity.com?

dj5naira:


I'd cast him out with my deathly pure scripture/ if he was a dj, he'd be one out o' those many poor mixers/
Tz either u have worm, drank poison or an imbecilo, ...you are no heavy spar spitter/

An info fa you, your boo is a merry w.hore stripper/ what he claims isn't sickness, this is clearly fear, rigor/
He's just re-editin' dopes' lines, he's not in anyway sicker/

I'll eat him . . . berry, pear, Snickers®/ large mistakes on the go, this fairy err bigger/
Like the feelings of athletes when they lose ... he'd be weary, sore, bitter/

They rep cele4life, u never see him or his cherry wear slippers/ in freestyle ur slow, ya barely near quicker/
Most o' ya ideas been “overused” like ya “hairy tar knicker!!”/

Gargle gin, then spit on his face freshly clear liquor/ his laziness stirred with his foolishness, a very rare mixture/
K is gentle, he a baby parrot in the costume of a scary bear figure/

His 'structure' rarely scare Jigger/ i'd breakdown the teddybear 'villa!'/
What's Gwan? Open your eyes to these razz key~monos, Mr. "see everywhere" nigga/

Ksslib:



you ll think dj was 'preggy' the way he 'carry my issue' ..so technically speaking...i guess am afterall a 'heavy spitter'/!

dj5naira:
I breath in deep waters, while you drown in chel-sea!/
Dined with sharks, . .but he's scared of dolphins/
Took Edoho from his name, and pushed Frankfurt/
Sent his Rovers to Hades, he came out Blackburn(t)/
Half machine, half human, . .loaded to the brim, I got Fulham/
Amputate his Taribo wrist, . .I didn't spare this Westham!/
Dislocated the Larynx from his cord, . .he couldn't deliver/
I spit world Klaas, . . .with his weapon he could only Huntelaar/
You ain't Jan, . .you don't spit oversea, . .your lines Old like Trafford/
Quit the game, so I don't hunt you with my Bedford/
You don't flo large, . .even with your Portsmouth!/
I could even rout his sport-team in one bout/
I bring delight in this Stadium of Light . . I sunderland!/
The bull spit Micheal Jordan lyrics, . .cuz I dunk Chicago bars in his yard!!/
Notorious in this game, . . Rap Balotelli/
Grown B.I.G, . .like Aki, your smallie/
I got Wigan fibres. .My foot Athletic/
Meaning, . .i've made more runs in the game. .than the city of Unilag clique!/
Bolt outta here boy, 'cuz I don't know Usain you!/
Can't win in this track, . .your chick will only blame you/
I'm ranked A in the Serie, . . I reign in this Championship!/
I'm the shepherd, . .and I rule over these little lambs and sheep!/

dj5naira:
I band his Indiana crew to Pitt. .like Brad Jones!/
I don't support their clique, . .its clone zone/
Everly be your shadow. .so you'll never walk alone!/
Pardoned Pope Paul. .I dragged John son along Glen!/
Taught his home club. .that his team need to learn!/
Spilled his Reds. .all over Anfield/
I unleashed secret tactics. .yet to be revealed/
Josè lyric. .away champion. .home ruler. .I Enrique!/
In this Weekly Top 40. .I Rick Dees!!/
I defend and grip first position, . .Im Pepe Reina!/
My chic, fashionista. .while you see me on Alberto suit. .Italian rockstar!/
No matter what this Dan yell, . .he can't whisper Agger!!/
Sandwich toast hes drivin' can't . .Jamie, cuz I held up his attack, . .England Carragher!/
Brave multi general. .I captain Gerrard!/
I spar too hot to Andy. .while she jingled noel and christmas Carroll!/
I spat a triple. .with double barrel/
The way Luis manhandled his balls. .he felt Suarez!/
I could spit Maxi. .still play like Rodriguez/
Flirt with Adam's eve. .slept with Charlie angels/
Lift her mini up . .sucked her twin Jabulani!/
My di ck drilled in. .her oil is overcoming!/
Plunged his corpse in submarine. .I left the Stewart Downing!/
I balance midfield,. lyrical Xavi, never flop like Aquilani/
I score goals like Shevy, the granny ain't got potential. .Pa checo!/
He pens with hand on pelvic region. .He Joe Cole!/
I stream more flow than Jordan, . .he could only wet pitch/
Scaled his bumps and jump ditch/
I'm his dad, and he, Hender son!/
Set my foot on cloud. .I made ski run/
I got Sebastian grenade lined around my Coates!/
I run the game than Dirk Kuyt, he only deck kite!/
I've grown tall beyond Crouch height/
He plans to Jay Jay? . .I'll be ready to Spearing tackle/
To shoot flame. .he had better lace boot and buckle!/
Drove my phantom hand into his soul and pulled out Lucas Leiva!/
I blaze Raheem hits. . then push Sterling bar!/
But the raggamuffin' fella still ban g archetypal like Danny Wilson/
The Nathan receive low ratings like Eccleston/
I screw Jack heavy duty. . then raid his father's crib to Rob in son!/
Amassing trophies. .to occupy Liverpool FC/
Outlined Peter fiction. . that Gulá sci/
Sipped St. Martin and invited R.Kelly/
Craig lyrics. .I rang his cops, . so he couldn't bell army/
I blend brand-new plays, . .to outweigh/
Niggas nod at the quick cross I sway!/
What I network airtel. . but he remain grounded like Škrtel/
I retire the Pep. .and bid him farewell/
I start team line-up. .he subs with Villyan reserve/
My caps. .infinity, . .but hes a teen . .Bijev!/
I raise forsetto blast heard over Meyserside/
Vent wrath home and away. .I don't mercy sides!/
Doni's gene. .Shelveys' heredity!/
Burst firing shot . .My game, a volley!/
I make VIP list. .he 3rd tier like Jon Flanagan/
Fine smooth abs, . .Incredible body division, I Hulk Hogan!/

Ksslib:

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Nigga, iam cold hearted like every winter/... The bars motivate.. making em gees ginger/
You stalk me...keeps sharing my post at every slim chance/
you ll think dj was 'preggy' the way he 'carry my issue' ..so technically speaking...i guess am afterall a 'heavy spitter'/!
Nigga,i take your soul like the handjob of evil cobblers/.. Kill your fam..crush ur ma..i run tractors on peoples mothers/
My spitting's on point..i never retract or even stutter/
Your bars are '2 common' .... factors of even numbers/!
I make all vets,rappers bleed/ Like thor vexed,hammer spins/
Lands on his fore-head...skull messed,scatters it/
Iam miles ahead of da game.. Dj's always behind... Like top ten rappers list/!
No one can take this ogas place/ Unlike him ion need emphasize punches in upper case/
the sword drops dj's head on the ground like he visiting theoba's place/
Bars so striking..i got tha thunder crase/
Raski mono...razz key monos??..
its evident..dj is 'wacker' than pointing five fingers in someone's face/!!

Ksslib:


Iam miles ahead of da game.. Dj's always behind... Like top ten rappers list/!

Ksslib:

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Nigga, iam cold hearted like every winter/... The bars motivate.. making em gees ginger/
You stalk me...keeps sharing my post at every slim chance/

danbrowndmf:
I jumped on jayz open letter instrumental,have got a message for all nigerian politicians.

Note : Not a Punchline song!

Verse1

The only people smilling in this country are the senetor's tailor/
cus he removed a failed brother now they call him a traitor/

Please before you vote becareful and also think/
cus Nass host more fight right now morethan a battle ring/

We Voted for "I will do everything as soon as i enter"/
then we turn out to see "i know fit perform miracle i jus dy enter"/

we fighting for thieves who divide into two places/
instead of fighthing tribalisim,religious crisis/

You voted for one bag of rice and salt/
bad governance is what they give,shey u dy see the result?/

like a primitive village boy,they'v got no account/
of how they spend the money they move to there foreign account/

Politicians are diabetic,cnt u see there sweet mouth?/
with there black mind like guiness product, big stout/

ask a politician have u ever kill before,he'll say Hell No/
how come ur colleagues died of gun shot,well i dnt know/

kr0ne:

Better than your previous verses - for the most part, the flow was ok - although not really fantastic. It appears you only do one-syllabic rhyme. Try doing two next time. For instance, the highlighted doesn't rhyme to me. A single word with two syllables like PLACES should also have two rhymes to match it, like you did with TAILOR/TRAITOR.
ACES, BRACE, CASES, JAY-Z are examples.

danbrowndmf:
I jumped on jayz open letter instrumental,have got a message for all nigerian politicians.

Note : Not a Punchline song!

Verse1

The only people smilling in this country are the senetor's tailor/
cus he removed a failed brother now they call him a traitor/

Please before you vote becareful and also think/
cus Nass host more fight right now morethan a battle ring/

We Voted for "I will do everything as soon as i enter"/
then we turn out to see "i know fit perform miracle i jus dy enter"/

we fighting for thieves who divide into two places/
instead of fighthing tribalisim,religious crisis/

You voted for one bag of rice and salt/
bad governance is what they give,shey u dy see the result?/

like a primitive village boy,they'v got no account/
of how they spend the money they move to there foreign account/

Politicians are diabetic,cnt u see there sweet mouth?/
with there black mind like guiness product, big stout/

ask a politician have u ever kill before,he'll say Hell No/
how come ur colleagues died of gun shot,well i dnt know/


Give ur Verdict,tnx!

ELYMAXiimus:

me i'd say i liked the story telling. like that of the emboldened. True talk. That's what the people want.

Just improve ur rhymes, for now. Cos you weren't rhyming... You were repeating the same word.
In verses like this, rhymes matter a lot.


You do audio?

sleakid:
Niqqa be callin d0pes wack. Like five fingers pointing at u, ur waka (wacker)//

Iceskidd:

nigga you 'wacker' than my five fingers/

Ksslib:

its evident..dj is 'wacker' than pointing five fingers in someone's face/!!

dj5naira:


Your water sprinkle is no league for this oppressor techs/ u can't think on your own, or throw fresher texts/
Anini, yu keep “stealin' peoples idea”, like a “bad side of Professor X!!”/

I sorry for the so-called poet mother/ he can easily be smashed by this chauvinist monster/
He's such a softhead ...a 'crack, liquid comes out of it' like 'coconut water!'/

Now he's just smarting ..then, an idle beginner/ D's test proved the model not grimmer/
Pointed the gun to the skull n his bone froze, ground was soaked, 'K piss' like 'Nigerian idol winner!'/

Gap btw I & u? no need to stress, its widening/ comparison list out, u and the rest be retiring/
You're good in writing, better at structurin' but the best in recycling!/

She was frustrated ya joysticks not tasty, 'tis dead/ would rather straf a dog and get rabies instead/
Ya wife renamed you that name 'cos she's never seen a Kat So Selfish n Lazy In Bed/

Penpul:
freestyle

I flow disastrous, I bring bars to condemn/ never play safe but still fucck with the condom/
swift with the flow, I spit faster than guns, mehn/
these kids be spitting watery lines, so I come like a father, spit hot to 'son' em/
I'm definately going to hell with niggas thinking they hot/

desperately, ring the bell and I be pulling triggers, ripping they gut/
penetrate with the clips and shells, go figure if I'm bringing the glocks/ or better wait till the guns spit & yell, like a pregnant bish's fuccked!/

I shrink and spank emcees/ who comes with they crew to step in the ring or stand with me/
still they get beaten with a broken arm, I mean I win fights single handedly/

liricyst:


Penpul? What does that mean bro?

dj5naira:


Your water sprinkle is no league for this oppressor techs/ u can't think on your own, or throw fresher texts/
Anini, yu keep “stealin' peoples idea”, like a “bad side of Professor X!!”/

I sorry for the so-called poet mother/ he can easily be smashed by this chauvinist monster/
He's such a softhead ...a 'crack, liquid comes out of it' like 'coconut water!'/

Now he's just smarting ..then, an idle beginner/ D's test proved the model not grimmer/
Pointed the gun to the skull n his bone froze, ground was soaked, 'K piss' like 'Nigerian idol winner!'/

Gap btw I & u? no need to stress, its widening/ comparison list out, u and the rest be retiring/
You're good in writing, better at structurin' but the best in recycling!/

She was frustrated ya joysticks not tasty, 'tis dead/ would rather straf a dog and get rabies instead/
Ya wife renamed you that name 'cos she's never seen a Kat So Selfish n Lazy In Bed/

danbrowndmf:
I jumped on jayz open letter instrumental,have got a message for all nigerian politicians.

Note : Not a Punchline song!

Verse1

The only people smilling in this country are the senetor's tailor/
cus he removed a failed brother now they call him a traitor/

Please before you vote becareful and also think/
cus Nass host more fight right now morethan a battle ring/

We Voted for "I will do everything as soon as i enter"/
then we turn out to see "i know fit perform miracle i jus dy enter"/

we fighting for thieves who divide into two places/
instead of fighthing tribalisim,religious crisis/

You voted for one bag of rice and salt/
bad governance is what they give,shey u dy see the result?/

like a primitive village boy,they'v got no account/
of how they spend the money they move to there foreign account/

Politicians are diabetic,cnt u see there sweet mouth?/
with there black mind like guiness product, big stout/

ask a politician have u ever kill before,he'll say Hell No/
how come ur colleagues died of gun shot,well i dnt know/


ksslib
Kr0ne
Elymaxiimus
liricyst
Emaprince
coogar
Ibime
darkendrebel
Giyazz
Limerick
obesemf

Give ur Verdict,tnx!

liricyst:


You have to lock down multi syllabic rhymes. That's the first point...then move on to metaphors, metaphors, metaphors

Ksslib:

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This oppression text... will brings his depression near..nd he aint even on pressure yet!/
Bow down, iam ur mentor here/
you fit use juju but iam that limit to which ur protection gets/
Rod runs into his skull.. grey matter splashed all over his 'joystick'... thats the real mind 'control'.. Professor-x/!

Imma cash in on your ignorance...young money/
Babes dey die for lib like i love you..pls talk something/
so i looked at dj's pic again nd later realised he looks like bugs bunny/ with the swag of a gored monkey/
I kid not.. any babe wey dey 'trip for dj' ..must be on a long journey/!

Legend of the seeker..i give him black eye..like a confessor vexed/
My lines connect..there's no limit to which the connection gets/
Got a bank of knowledge..na we dey come lecture vets/
And yall asking if he wretched or rich?imma end the conjecture here/
Truth is..if dj say he 'money dey waste'... picture a tax collector's belt/!

Dare measure up to me and the magnum will divide you/cos the handgun will incite doom/
Biiches know i gatda touch..my handjob redesigns boobs/
Lazy in bed? how come iam bleeping ya ma and 2sisters..
My d1ck ...'on the 3' of em.... zacchaeus in the bible/!