Supermiy:
'ccepted Then..But After The Tourney Tho..Get Your 10 Bars Ready!

Okay

Once upon a time. In d Flow for rank i was present. Nd am back for y'all heads, we need em again. *metallic sounds yl i mount my guillotine*

Sneeze...

I'm a woman that all about her family, managing things happening, with passionate sampling, no lies and no tampering..//

My grind to my hustle's grappling, at times it fight/flight casualties, my mind is no travesty, at times it hard staggering..//

But I keep pushing until I make it, pursuing to overtake sh'it, da movement wont die in vain bi'tch, coz the underground where my roots are held in place kid..//

It aint about the fame, or how dis dame can spit game, it's about hiphop culture in my lane, driven by Nas message' n pain..//

So fucck the image of ballin big, fucck the labels u floss and the bit'ches in brazilian wigz, half ya'll want lavish but too broke to feed yo kids!..//

Make me sick to my stomach, I'll slap a bit'ch for tummy rumblin, save all the bullsh'it! coz I aint tryin to hear mumblin..//

mikuz: This geek is a coward in a way/ he says he ll stand me when I bring the burners to spray/
. . . but moment he sees the guns cocking . . you ll see him screaming Mikuz 'Mellow Mellow' like Olamide!/

LMTO!!!!

Jig yu act like either one of these - a girl, maid, vendor/
Been long into this gay act, already a gnarled laid member/
You're not super with the bars, ur lines are “too plain” ...exactly what hit World Trade Center/

I don't have to stab the blabber neck/ to make the barber wreck/ i'll still fall him holdin' no grabber ..check!/
cos i'd use a dane gun from an institution . . . Yaba tech/

If not D tournament we 4 C rappers dey look for female bear to catch/
. . . no one wants to fight, peeps just lookin' for heir to match/
This days we find no “people preying” like this is “Mecca” and they're for “Haj!!”/

Masquerade with both voodoo, paddler/ can't outwrite this ol' guru, battler/
This two lines from me could scare the s.hit outta u . . . Ojuju cala-BAR/

Government pikin on point, ask round . oh please/ I own Lagos, u tensed up? Calm down go pee/
I don't pay 'taxes', they 'drive' me around for free/

I'm a conjurer with a different kind of views/ I raised my chair high which I pinned on a dew/
Broadcastin' on air, so y'all can 'get the wind of' the news/

You're not blessed, DAMN! ...with the drops/ but every guest, fan give me props/
You bride, grooms amateur, i'm the best man for the job/

An all-ROUND'er like the NEW MOON in Canada/ those opportuned 'll damage they scapula/
I'm indefatigable, run with me on FFR; develop woundin' ligaments, a 'sore knee' . . . Okosun, Abacha/

dj5naira:


LMTO!!!!

Wildvoice:
Whether Im #Hunting a Legend?, a 'top tier vet' or another noob?, they all fall in the Same Manner by the
Same Sword; aint Nothing New!.
.but with Sam. .if I dont swing like
'conan?', then its nothing to start
Dumping the Wesson 'n' rearrange his Brain Matter, bullets scorching his Frame Torched cos I let off fire when my Tommy Spew!. . . . .
((Tommy-Tommy Gun)). . . Lyrically?, you can fire your 4s, 5s,
or even 9s At Me, and when you
miss!, I'll stroke my blade across
your back an force it upward
towards ya mind just so I can get
my 'point across' in time upon your Spine Gladly!. . . . .((4s, 5s, 9s-
Handguns)). . . Im bloody crazy with the Rhymes
Sammy!. .demented with sentence
I Type Gradually!. .and you an
your crew (Quake) are like 'lego'
so as we coinSIDE Battling, Im a
pull yous apart and breakdown ya Designs Badly!.....And
Pennyless Quake claims to drop
that original style?, Bleep NO!!!

#Sayge

If Mikuz dont mind me posting, I found my last verse against him that got washed away by NL crash. . .


Kingsley: boy’s name meaning King’s wood




Achebe jealous of my reign/ He envying my fame/ but can't step up to my game/
cos Kingsley couldn't be King . . .if he dropped . . . .the last four letters of his name!!/

I'm not tryna create wahala. . .

. .but his crazy father/ should be slain and battered/ for treating Igbo culture with disdain and laughter/
cos everybody knows from Umueje to Asa. . .
"Igbo enwe Eze". . . Igbo have no King. . . yet he named the maga . . . Kingsley Ezeala!/

So if you know the whereabouts of the traitor wànker/ please alert our local Ohanaeze chapter!/
And we'll be there with razor blade and hammer/ to interrogate the Anumanu over this disgraceful matter!/

You claim Opara. . . (first son)

. .like you proud of the fella/ but I doubt that hes clever/ cos he ain't counting no cheddar/
cos "Ezeala" means 'KING OF THE LAND'. . but the clown should remember/
that men in his villa/ will never consider/ a destitute nigga. . .for the 'Council of Elders'!!!/

I got the right to be harsh and abusive/ cos Kingsley means "King's wood". . . but the part I'm confused with/
is your name literally means. . . . "King's Wood, King of the Land". . .so I've smartly concluded. . .that your father is stüpid!!!/

Check his sisters facebook. . .

. . . she don't seem so fresh/ her face alone will make any negro vex/
And I don't mean no mess/. . . but the bítch look like a cross. . . between Iyabo Obasanjo. . . and Taribo West!!!/


She'll never see no séx. . .

. .cos the crazy thing?/ You couldn't pay niggas to sleep with your baby kin/
so keep your cash in the ATM. . .cos you'll never see that 'ox laid'. . . till Wenger pull out Walcott . . .for 'Chamberlain' !/

Lately, I've been hitting the gym/ Why shouldn't a nigga be slim/ if it's my wish to be as skinny as him?/
The difference is. . .I got choice in the matter. . .but na poverty cause. . .the condition he's in!!!/

What I spit is classic/ This stinking bàstard/could never rival me in any frigging aspect/
He claiming 'bucketloads of money'. . .but I'm the one 'splashing' cash. . . while this broke joker. . .got no 'liquid' assets!!/

He claim he's overseas in Bermuda/ eating fettucini with tuna/ but he's really a loser/
Airmark already proved he's jobless. . .so there's no way this 'mod rich'. . . unless we speaking of 'Luka'!/

I shoot lethal bazookas. . .

. . he never held a semi/ bullets impale his belly/ when I expel the dezy/
And I got soldiers to help defend me/. . . so even if he run from Enyimba to Gombe. . . I'll have 'Warriors' after him. . .like he's 'El-Kanemi'!!/

Breaking news!/ This ugly nigga with gaping tooth/ never tasted no ladies boobs/
So he might claim he's smooth/. . . and blessed with long díck. . .but that doesn't measure up . . .to the nàked truth!!/

I'll gut the fàg with a sword/ The last pastor I gored/ dismantled the fraud/
He claimed his 'breastplate of righteousness' could mangle a sword/
and his 'shield of faith' could stop any attack at its source/
. . but things fell apart. . .when Prekky shot Achebe . . . with the 'arrow of God'!!/

The snitch rat on his crew/ informing JTF. . . what militants are planning to do/
. . and since we savage and cruel/. . .he'll get thrown from 'High tower'. . . for telling the 'Police Academy too'!/

cos we don't condone his odd behaviour/ so watch your head when we toss the faker/from the tallest 'scraper/
And when pedestrians on ground level. . . hear the 'loud drop'. . .they'll swear the nigga falling. . .is the 'Swansea trainer'!!/

He's a fücking pretender/ I'll tear his cruciate ligament when I rumble the fella/ and cut his patella/
. . .and have him screaming "Oh-leg!!" . .as I make him 'lose knee'. . . like the former gunners defender!/


He better keep it real/ before the secret spill/that he lack the bravery to compete with skill/
cos he a spineless nigga/ so you guys on twitter/should help him buy some liver. . .like OJB Jezreel!/

Ibime:

I got the right to be harsh and abusive/ cos Kingsley means "King's wood". . . but the part I'm confused with/
is your name literally means. . . . "King's Wood, King of the Land". . .so I've smartly concluded. . .that your father is stüpid!!!/

Ibime dey craze!
Who dey teach this guy Igbo self?

Adanna28:
I'm a woman that all about her family, managing things happening, with passionate sampling, no lies and no tampering..//

My grind to my hustle's grappling, at times it fight/flight casualties, my mind is no travesty, at times it hard staggering..//

But I keep pushing until I make it, pursuing to overtake sh'it, da movement wont die in vain bi'tch, coz the underground where my roots are held in place kid..//

It aint about the fame, or how dis dame can spit game, it's about hiphop culture in my lane, driven by Nas message' n pain..//

So fucck the image of ballin big, fucck the labels u floss and the bit'ches in brazilian wigz, half ya'll want lavish but too broke to feed yo kids!..//

Make me sick to my stomach, I'll slap a bit'ch for tummy rumblin, save all the bullsh'it! coz I aint tryin to hear mumblin..//

Ada papa ya! Queen of vocab.

i'm still two times the man 007 bruce is!

dusting off. . . .

I'm still the beast with bigger muscle/ so when it comes to street fights, i beat a nigga purple/ but if its war you want, i rely on my guns. . . .don't need my fist or knuckle/ so you can say 'the shells got my back' and aint even a 'ninja turtle'/

if someone like jason21 beef or rumble/, try to get me to fight/ no need for bringing shells or fetching the nine/ we could battle it out on the eiffel tower, where the pressure is fine/ one punch, and you'll be 'dropping off the top for a while' like - vector's freestyle/

its sure Bruce and his tout will come/ to your crib without a gun/ we tell him "we're not here to hurt you, mouse siddon!"/ but the mumu no hear, he was about to run/ when a hidden sniper 'shot FÙCK on the street' like an 'outdoor porn'/

its over a year now, you still on my case. . . . .fùckyouhard is really a stan/ but if its beef that he planned/ i'll make bìtch understand/ that there's a difference between a bìtch and a man/ he should quit acting tough. . . .cos like Bruce jenner, he's just a bitch who speaks like a man!/

kr0ne:

Ada papa ya! Queen of vocab.

My mouth is so clean sha Lol, angel with the kind words

.

All the while protruding masses emotions were heightened
Minutes later they speed to likened un-analysed brightened
Fakes smiles purge the system of sane lyricism
Eyes on cross ...It is the moment we implore exorcism
Sinizia was out of tune .created a proverb in holocaust battle
Admire your pledge ...the sun pays gratitude, unlike snakes rattle
I shaded the hour ..undocumented aliens re-coup with grief
Ghosts never count ..I recess power leaving crowned as chief
Wondrous pace of Giyazz blurred the blue sky for rain
The world awaits the judgement of mighty men brain
Words in circles ...Airmark keeping fragrance of broken spear
Misfortune MOD hides in fear..north on flood of tears
Who plays the victim ? I echoed vaccinating the root system
Am getting technique attacks from gays paralyzing listen
I create holes in hearts of those who lack RAP thought
Boss of shots I read out the riot act in dope spots

Adanna28:
I'm a woman that all about her family, managing things happening, with passionate sampling, no lies and no tampering..//

But I keep pushing until I make it, pursuing to overtake sh'it, da movement wont die in vain bi'tch, coz the underground where my roots are held in place kid..//

It aint about the fame, or how dis dame can spit game, it's about hiphop culture in my lane, driven by Nas message' n pain..//

So fucck the image of ballin big, fucck the labels u floss and the bit'ches in brazilian wigz, half ya'll want lavish but too broke to feed yo kids!..//

The way you bathe your intellect makes these falcons to realize self-worth.


Dj5naira, nice flip....You leaving Jigs with more sorrows to bear than Maiduguri.


Happy Birthday Giyazz! More blessing and the good Lord bless your calendar.

Today you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive who is you-er than you!- Dr. Seuss

Alexpissu:
Words in circles ...Airmark keeping fragrance of broken spear
Misfortune MOD hides in fear..north on flood of tears

when i show up, ninjas quake/am the one brazilian top divas date/
no need to reach PH cos of fries, from argentina, i can be eating them up with river plate/

Pissu only old antidepressant rapper/most times he wears tight pampers/
united glads aint impressed by standard/none could trust, bank on him, till he begged as maga/

South Naija man, dont quote me as bafana/models stripped down, am rockin dolce and gabana/
milk shakes, juice all come in handy when i poke with ma banana/

I aint perfect but not known for lazy rhymes/matured, i dont cut baby crimes/
If you serve me bitter fruit, you will drink poisonous, tasty limes/

I call him alexbintu/owns no AK47 nor silent pistle/his bars are at best, brittle/
if you wanna learn lullaby, on ffr let Mr. alex teaches you/

His verses are slack and wack/what he always serves can not smack/
call me AIRdrake as i strike his 'meek mill' back to back/

I wow peeps with stunts that stings/hitting targets with shots and kicks/
dropped niggi off tha pitch/silver or gold he has none, worst loser lonely with just his d,ick/

007Bruce:


if someone like jason21 beef or rumble/, try to get me to fight/ no need for bringing shells or fetching the nine/ we could battle it out on the eiffel tower, where the pressure is fine/ one punch, and you'll be 'dropping off the top for a while' like - vector's freestyle/

Lands.

She'll never see no séx. . .
. .cos the crazy thing?/ You couldn't pay niggas to sleep with your baby kin/
so keep your cash in the ATM. . .cos you'll never see that 'ox laid'. . . till Wenger pull out Walcott . . .for 'Chamberlain' !/

lwkmd . . u for paste link
Anybody wey say Ibime no DOopE. . .God punish hin full fAmilY.



#YolO

This is a new dude in this wonderful forum, Who got baggages of flows Pls give him a room. Nice and fresh looking, But wicked with the bars, When i hit hard with it Victims go see stars. Dnt be scared for ma existence Bad belle no hard feelings, If una like take me for instance I got whatever way reach d ceiling. #frmdaundagrmd

richommie:


lwkmd . . u for paste link
Anybody wey say Ibime no DOopE. . .God punish hin full fAmilY.



#YolO

Hian!

They say Truth hurts, in many cases it can, diggin deep into the roots of man...

Staring in the mirror at all your flaws that span, a timeline of life in illusion hand...

Built yo own prison in a prism of lies, till the nak'ed truth became nu'de like a woman despised..

Added more denial than egypt combined, reality hit you crashed head on collide...

Only you can save yo self, from the demons that dwell, inside yo mind like a cerebral cell..

It terrible how that levels yo ground, only hot baby? coz you livin in hell...

Grotesque eyes stare back in my nightmare, only at night dare the fright scare...

Phantom shadows glide near, passage rites bare, demonic screams plight cheer, through the Ice glare...

Cerebral in shambles it gambled the essence..

like hannible lecter fried my brains n scram'bled the message..

Now I'm fuc'kin underground with flows grimy and pungent..

Decoded Dominatrix now yo cuffed in my dungeon...

Bipolar tendencies, I get colder than the north pole...

Yet you heat me up-tight like you excavating in a dwarfs hole...

Aint that slick..the way you lick n flick tongues..

goin back n forth like in a flick with equipped guns...

Adanna28:
Grotesque eyes stare back in my nightmare, only at night dare the fright scare...

Phantom shadows glide near, passage rites bare, demonic screams plight cheer, through the Ice glare...

Cerebral in shambles it gambled the essence..

like hannible lecter fried my brains n scram'bled the message..

Now I'm fuc'kin underground with flows grimy and pungent..

Decoded Dominatrix now yo cuffed in my dungeon...

Bipolar tendencies, I get colder than the north pole...

Yet you heat me up-tight like you excavating in a dwarfs hole...

Aint that slick..the way you lick n flick tongues..

goin back n forth like in a flick with equipped guns...

I love this.

Adanna dey speak too much grammar na...

umorentony:
This is a new dude
in this wonderful forum,
Who got baggages of flows
Pls give him a room.
Nice and fresh looking,
But wicked with the bars,
When i hit hard with it
Victims go see stars.
Dnt be scared for ma existence
Bad belle no hard feelings,
If una like take me for instance
I got whatever way reach d ceiling.
#frmdaundagrmd

Welcome!!!



i believe u understand liittle about the rap styles/ how we corck rifles like gangsters/ since Nothing you spit make dese fams smile/
I'll keep putting "Typhoon in ya mawt" till you you stop spittin disaster!!!/

Check the way i carry chics/ Even the senate president daughter wish she cud marry me/ But iii hardly gree/ if na u?. .u can't resist/
last week i fvckd her infront of her papa " thy "Boo call her" sariki/
get it? i said last week i fvckd her infront of her papa" thy "bukola sariki!!!/

So spare us the talk that u wl come harder/ . . imagine this dumb Maga/ and his poor father/ claiming they rich and rock faster/
. . . while my dad is a justice. . .and judge matters/ dis homo erectus and his vigilante dad at night? Burn tyres!!!/



#YOLO.

SeverusSnape:


I love this.

Dalu ni appreciate it dear.

Feature I did for Thunder's crew that never made it to Nairaland. . . .


Y'all feeble and supine/ I'm evil and sublime/ and regal when I rhyme/
emcees tryna see the 'Kingpin'. . .will get a 'needle' in the eye!!/
People be surprised/ at my cars and my flash watch/ my yard and my land plots/
They said money couldn't grow on trees. . . till they saw me harvesting 'cash crops'!!/
I'm intelligent and well read/ humble without a swell head/
Good upbringing. . . even bakers in Agege . . . would tell you I'm well bred!/
I smell dread/ rappers who boast of power and pride/ will cower and hide/
Dirty niggas. . . face a blood bath. . .when my bullets shower inside!/
The tools this brute handle/ will leave your fruit mangled/ if our roots tangle/
My wife's a true sample/ of beauty that's too ample/
while ya chick a crude camel . . who wouldn't look pretty. .if viewed. . from acute angle!/
Niggas tryna destroy my aura/ will suffer toil and torture/
and if you "building up a head of steam" . . .your face will get splashed with boiling water!!/
This negro roaming/ to places where English isn't even spoken/
You never travelled anywhere . . . where they speak no broken/
till I 'splatter your blood to the four corners of earth'. . . and get ya haemo 'globing'/

007Bruce:



its sure Bruce and his tout will come/ to your crib without a gun/ we tell him "we're not here to hurt you, mouse siddon!"/ but the mumu no hear, he was about to run/ when a hidden sniper 'shot FÙCK on the street' like an 'outdoor porn'/

Lmao!! Nice one. The build up connected very well with the punch.

mikuz:
Freestyle @ Pundad

.
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This geek is a coward in a way/ he says he ll stand me when I bring the burners to spray/
. . . but moment he sees the guns cocking . . you ll see him screaming Mikuz 'Mellow Mellow' like Olamide!/
They ll prepare him a casket/ when I have air bombardment sent to his address/
. . cos I ll blow his roof off and expose his properties like I'm declaring his assets!/

. . . .


My cash coming in fast . . . you got the Patience of Job/
I vacation the globe/ from Malaysia to Rhodes/
Spending currency in Qatar . . . . they make you pay through the nose!/
You getting money is funny. . . . Dough? Ha! . . . . you gave niggas jokes!/


Goonie mentality/ I show up to battles. . . like "who be the casualty?"/
Kick niggas into orbit. . . . for acting out of this world. . . .like Clooney in gravity/
If I see beef emerging/ the eagle bursting/ I squeeze the first in/
Fúck talking. . . . all that yapping sound like Greek and German/
I pull the dezy. . . . and deliver with no fúcks given. . . .like the Hebrew virgin!/
This evil person/ will beat a feeble person/
And if a person call his people. . . .I’ll show. . . I ain’t a people’s person!/

. . Emcees is vermin. . .


. . . but Adanna is tight/ I know niggas planning to pipe/
But if any 'guy yarn her'. . . .I’ll fly his head to the 'Caribbean'. . . .when I land with the right!/
You bozo’s wrong/ My pops. . . Biafra war vet. . . that’s where I get ma mójo from/
My moms causasian. . . . so I fair well. . . .like oh, so long/
Plus bítches know my mojo is oh so long/
I toss a grenade. . . while you taking selfies. . . .that’s a photobomb!!/


Beef me. . . they’ll hang your effigy in the Vasa/
That goes for Jigsawkillah . . . .and any enemy to the master/
He claim he 'cooking' up rhymes. . . . but those KOTD styles. . . . are 'recipe' for Dizaster!/
The bars I peddle/ are carved from metal/
I beat Coogar. . . .then drowned U boat. . . . . like a Nazi vessel/
and your chick will lose love for ya . . . if she meet this party devil/
cos the díck . . . .will have her running out of romance. . . . like Darkenedrebel!/


I’ll have her screaming "gentle, gentle!"/
I steal my best friend chick. . . I ain’t sentimental/
Emaprince depressed over girl issue. . . . what you think. . . . sent E mental?!/
She beefing you?. . . I’m the cause of division/ and all of the friction/
Giving her míssionary. . . . like I’m in pastoral position. . . .after we past orál position!/


Look. . . I’m running this ring/ Y’all can’t fúck with the King/
If Max step. . . .the Desert Eagle. . . will take him under it’s wing/
So you better duck with ya crew/
I just wrote this in my office to prove I’m tougher than you/
but ya’ll better save the rebuttals. . . .cos I got budgets to do/



oNe

Qatar/Dough Ha!/Doha?

Adanna28:
Grotesque eyes stare back in my nightmare, only at night dare the fright scare...

Phantom shadows glide near, passage rites bare, demonic screams plight cheer, through the Ice glare...

Cerebral in shambles it gambled the essence..

like hannible lecter fried my brains n scram'bled the message

Now I'm fuc'kin underground with flows grimy and pungent..

Decoded Dominatrix now yo cuffed in my dungeon...

Bipolar tendencies, I get colder than the north pole...

Yet you heat me up-tight like you excavating in a dwarfs hole...

Aint that slick..the way you lick n flick tongues..

goin back n forth like in a flick with equipped guns...

multi-syllabic rhymes on point like the pyramid...