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Deckline:
I MAY BE BANNED FOR THIS. YOU FORCED THIS.

I heard MODs were bannin all d wacky rappers

I been listenin to these bullsh!ts for too long/
Time to give these broke niggaz what the want/
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Wait,that Verm biitch got his butt burned,and he got the gutts to say i am the weak one/?
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Shreder dissed a king,he should feel good abou it/
And not because a goff nigga trynna support'em/
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These niggas try hard to make jokes about it/
Unknown to these faggs,their death signals blinkin/
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Verm knows what you shreder fail to know/
I let the kids play,these gays clear the coast/
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But wait,whats your rap shii all about(what)?/
Because i ignored doesn't mean i run from a fight/
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I could be busy gay,playin with your mama's tits/
But we all know how untidy and dirty that LovePeddler can be/
Oh!you mad biitch for truth unfold?!No apologies/
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I been silent,showin mercy,but u pushed me to this/
The brawl is set,its a rap battle,leave Verm outta this/
Let the men with blood fight without involvin worms to this/
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I won't be held responsible 4 ur dissappearance/
Just like Verm's diick,ur death won't cause a menance/
GAL!

shreder:
I heard MODs were bannin all d wacky rappers

FOOL,YOU ARE! YOU WENT UNNOTICED BECAUSE THEY DON'T BAN WORMS LIKE YOU. HUMANS RECORGNISE HUMANS.

Deckline:
FOOL,YOU ARE!

Atleast now u take tins serious But we still at war
Now my words are hittin u to d core
My artillery strong and smokes wack lyk skunk
Pressin my momma's txts,wat a joke!
U are d rag at home on d floor
Clean d floor rag,get dirty wit difrent colours lyk I beat u black and blue
So I will fulfill all ur wishes and let ur desires cum to u
U tink dis is cool untill u fall into ur blood pool
I knw u were searchin for a ban as excuse to hide frm me,poor fuu
Am battle ready,good instincts and good skills in kung fu
I correct u lyk a kid lyk ur mom tried to correct my konji wit love
Wen he see's my lines Deckline always d first one to duck
Lyk his name is now duckline
But deckline dont sweat,my gun aint up
Sit at home,u decoration tool,u prop
Ur heart is as strong as d old bones of ur pops

Haha,this punk really thinks i take him se-rious/ This is a brawl dude yeah i would be se-rious/ . I am at war against this bloodless insect/ I am immune someone tell this gay who deckline is/ I walk through the valley of the shadow of death is/ . I come with a sword and you comin with a sling/ History aint repeatin itself,throw cushions to the wind/ . They said i'm a tyrant because i made'em bleed blue/ The only thing you ever shreded was your mama's sheets fuul/ . I wear the crown yeah,a solidified king/ Keeping clowns is easy,i'm not a human being/ . A god is talkin' nigga keep your head up/ Wide eyed like an owl,i made your biitch butts drop/ . Talk is cheap,that shiit is what you good at/ Get a life and stop acting like an infant/ . You need me nigga,i don't need you. . Truth be told man,i'm the best in this/ Every contender's just gonna end like this/ . And if you doubt man,you can be my next victim/. Can't beat a god i'm made of titanium/

Deckline hold still,am channellin my attention into sumtin else,wearin chanel
Ur ass so stiff,so stiff at age 5 lyk u are wearin gravel
By age 10,u hv ass as soft as pillow,holes lyk texas and still u call me gay
Stop foolin arnd,u knw at d end I hv d data bills to pay
Kneel to me and say "lord show me d way",for dis rise up and take ur leave
I said dont worri,I blessed u already,stop examinin,stop d sieve
U can take over my throne afta I die to dust to d end of worlds
U beta stay underground lyk u are earth's crust or go to space
U can take a nap Deckline,get ur gay ass off my case
U luk lost and untidy lyk u are internally displaced
Internally displaced,I mean by ur brain's displays
Dey say d fruit of honesty is d reward,it is d pay
May be it is d main reason U neva got ur wage
Inconclusion,take ur tym,deckline take a break

shreder:
I heard MODs were bannin all d wacky rappers

Dead

I never knew i'd been feuding with a nitswith/
This arsshole dissing me whats the basis/
Got to prove he's got bars but he aint got senses/
Jesus gave this dude life but he chose where death is/
I been pummelling you this while pay your taxes/
I'm a plantiff n!gga you just a plain thief/
And you been fvcking around n!gga with a plain biitch/ . Holla,i'm back homie,aint been anywhere/
I been writing your burial epitaphs everywhere/
Steal my lines to impress da biitch you tripping for/
Dissing me is like gettin outnumbered like 40 to 1/.
I'm respectful,i know i don't respect fools/ Biitchy n!gga rappin gay-like without havin the tools/ . Shreder hold still niggar,lemme get you a brain/ I sleep and i'm waken but this gay is just the same/ . I wear the crown tight like i'm tighthening my sleeve/ You got my attention shreder,how do you feel/
Here's the last fvck i'm givin you,take it and leave/. Ignore my warnings biitch and watch your lineage cease/

Open c/o to any vet still alive!
My lines are prolific/
So I can't flow for rank... While I'm the Pacific/
I'm the legendary raplinx! No time for rhymes... Step in get f**ked up like a b*tch doing the cowgirl!

TROUBLED GIFT
We running home and we throwing stones,glass or clay we throwing stones//
It's birthday time and we wearing cones//
Balloons and shine shine ,no camera but we always pose//
If the money finish we collect loans//
Later we getting high/
We breaking bottles and we shatter bones//
Causing trouble and be feeling fly/
We rocking jazz and we making clones//
Running the trouble gang and the other bros/
Courting solutions on a lower notes//
But in the trouble day it was higher notes//

We rock on givenchy//
We carry chima's father's Toyota Camry//
And make these haters baes be forming clingy//
Make them blame the money for feeling biitchy//

Coded nigga, ghost appearance/
The more the success the more the assailants/
She dug my ambitions...i told if you know vermani//.
You would Know what I could do for-money//

My money runs your hate//
You keep throwing tantrums,i blow up your state//
Can't argue my intellect like classroom debate//
Opportunity surface and I sharply donate//
My lines makes you dizzy as my wisdom rotates//

Don't break a bottle when you can't throw a punch/
Would disarm you and kill your salvation of hope//
You broke niggas can't make a bar, better be sitting under my table to feed from the crunch/
Untangle my attention and cutting the rope//
You bash my ride and I knock you down with a punch/
Leave you helpless while you end up with a clutch/

Condone my rudeness and apologies/
World getting advanced with Siri on apple logics/
And each edition that apple lunches/
Am hustling, if you fighting me and we not talking...ask Siri I don't keep grudges/

Argue with your broken mirror/
I hold the kinda raba that makes this Yoruba boys shout irò/
If this your small rap gift got you looking for trouble//
Its nothing special bro
All these cheap shii feeling dey got gift..even eve didn't pay for the apple//


ACE GAWD

Y'all should battle sometime..

Hmm,dis diss is delicious,Harsheys kiss

Dis G is so annoyin lyk his title is ass-in-chief

slowpoke so dumb and stupid,his lines so stiff

Deckline is a plastic rapper,recycled piece

D way u brag abt English,u are a cocky prik

Tym to start off ur execution wit a center-kick

Caveman tryna cave a niche wit his crappy shii

Round u up and smoke,big bag,hashish

Wat do u tink wit?,is it ur pancreas?

I see no logic in Decklines habit

Always waitin two days b4 u cum back at me

Hv not started,my gun hasnt bark at u

Deckline I hv a programme for u called Back-to-school

U are just anoda foot tryna fill up my shoes

Huntin,followin my track,continue d chase for wild goose

Cheap commodity u are,bend-down-select goods

D world cant see Dondada,spaceship,space cruz

Why d rancour?,Deckline I hv pulled off ur fuse

Dont tell me chill,please dont give excuse

Cus if dis ur reply gets past two days and I deduce

Ur death certificate will be havin a proof

Deckline:
I like to see more *writings* not (writtens) I told you to go to school but hell no. You preferred being stvpid! Damn! You suck!!

Buddha have your way. May I bless the thread this Sunday afternoon.

Immense Finesse

My finesse is immense, y’all do not impress
Sex is intense I took off your momma thin dress
She show some interest. . .rubbing my skin, chest
I been stressed, so I hit the gym and benchpress
She coward from the doggie for an awkward missionary
Deckline study my next rhyme with the Oxford Dictionary
Nich’ itch to hang n buss I am conducting the opus
Moguls with pro tools, son of a gun is a foetus
Hocus pocus, water is broken, that means fire will open
Flipping coins like referees when a client wire the tokens
Thieves n liars with ovens, everything we buy or hire is stolen
Trapping is lesser the concentration, higher the volume
None of y’all pen it dope but I still fill my stem with coke
Never mind the gem we smoke, we woke still spending notes
You men is broke, I’m blend with oath, NBM is emblem on coat
Dressed to kill, spot them in brogues, waiting for next trend in vogue


One Master.

Ignore this pointless thing above me.
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Its sunday,mama told me not to stress no one/
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I tried to act cool and to be fair to all/
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But i get tagged by leeches who trynna make a point/
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Time to render'em useless like my country's coin/
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Ever seen a great rapper whose flows are good as mine/(no)
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Ever seen a dope n!gger with the sleekest lines/(no)
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I rap and i'm real and you see my flows are real/
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Rap harmony,a god's rap and this is me/
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I should feel great,my rap is so contagious/
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I make n!ggars sqeek,lines so disastrous/
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Shreder shreding what exactly,Just his biitchy panties/
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Learn from your mama before she died of dietes/
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This is no rap feud between me and you/
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Because if it is,it be termed as child abuse/
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Dude said i use days to reply'em n!ggas
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What does a n!gga do when facin broke arss n!ggas/
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You think you so good but you not impressive/
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I made this dudes in my image,you inclusive/
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But you just a pepsqueek,gotta read you a nursery/
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Shreder,STFU just admit u lost

Dis guys are jokes,came in here to throw skits
But dey only got spits and a long hiss
Deckline score ursef zero
U tried to diss ur hero
Lyk my old V.C.D skips dats how ur brain skips
May be becus of d classes u skipped
Go back to tutelage,go meet d monQ to do "tule"
And Deck am still coolin
While u waist ur tym pullin
At d end I call shots
Am DONDADA d shotcaller
Am d spoon in the pot
I turn and steer lyk Timmy Turner
Beta dance to my tone,DJ5NAIRA PLAY ONE CORNER

Take a long walk came back realise Dis niqga is hvin a crack
I will pack u up,am sure u cant evn fill a sack
Now I want to torture you,first I cut off ur scrotum sack
U wud be scared of me if u knw my niqgas gat my back
And I got dem back,all of dem black
D niqga dissed me,hv to pack
Dondada in d ocean,am d big shark and I eat u up lyk squids and crabs

Hv seen all ur baes,boo's as u gay and still none I like
Hv passed through shii jus to eat,put my story dey dont believe
If u knw d pain,stains and strains,u wud feel d heat of flame
Am doin dis for play not for fame,U said attention-seekin,put d blame
Ur throne I claimed,Niqga pained cus he is fadin out d frame
For love and hate,bxtch and dames all I hv to claim

For love and hate,bxtch and dames all I hv to claim
Put me on hall of fame,lifted up lyk crane,but still no one knw my pain
Not about Deckline diss anymore,read jigsawkiller shii and I felt d pain
Wat hv we done wrong to God in dis lyf we came
I didnt lose my ma but still gat sumtin to say
I struggled much den shoes got lost and I toke d blame
For gud four months,had to work more and I toke no pay
Vocation learnin was d course but my ship sailin failed
All I did was kip shut,didnt talk much and I was called a lame
Why am I sufferin dis much evry single day
I go to church,payin it up and still pastor demandin blocks
Wats d tym,check d clock,12 O'clock hv to go back to work
Lyf of a former salesboy who got no love afta all d talk
So I hv made resolutions up any tin God throws up ama take it all

shreder:
Dis guys are jokes,came in here to throw skits

But dey only got spits and a long hiss

Deckline score ursef zero

U tried to diss ur hero

Lyk my old V.C.D skips dats how ur brain skips

May be becus of d classes u skipped

Go back to tutelage,go meet d monQ to do "tule"

And Deck am still coolin

While u waist ur tym pullin

At d end I call shots

Am DONDADA d shotcaller

Am d spoon in the pot

I turn and steer lyk Timmy Turner

Beta dance to my tone,DJ5NAIRA PLAY ONE CORNER

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pECZyhFz4as

Louder! dem bitches protesting/ like a comedy, sounds very interesting/ empty vessels making damn lotta noises/ pretty but useless like ashley young's crosses.

I come and go like its my domain/ smoking my weed in d background, no complain/ i dress my thoughts and display my carol/ dropping by and waiting 4 d nxt patrol

ion care who da don or da papa/ i'm much concerned by who makes flows gaga/ but i see some without the liver/ and others with ability to deliver.

A battle.... And others voting would out some lads in place.... I really hate noise can someone shut that noise maker?... His shredding the threads level of quality with his dumb nursery lines ......

People like shreder always trying hard to make a punch... Bro rap is not all about punch... If you try for hard.. You end up scripting meaningless....

Sometimes to throw a punch is to take one step backward.... Allow your self to balance and then hit hard... I know you stubborn and would prefer to Learn the hard way ...a battle Can do the job...

These niggas be mumble rapping on script
Mumbo jumbo and shiit
I rolled my jumbo but your punches still ain't packing no heat
Hold on a minute lemme take another drag of this hit
{inhale, exhale} Nah...you niggas still ain't shiit


I spent days scouring pages of them OGs and vets
Retired goons with battle scars, strapped with bullet proof vests
There are dogs and there are Dawgs and of course the rejects
Extreme rap, no safe removal whenever I eject
Let it be known on this day I took siddog to the vet

But..

Can't lie the temperature dropped in here, subzero
Y'all mortals in combat till your data plan's sub zero
Life's a bitch giving me the cold shoulder like frozone
I'm Mr incredible reloaded stuck in the friend zone
throwing tantrums past markers all the way to the end zone
Line backers get floored on the script this right here's a dead zone
So turn your back on my lines and take the risk alone
My berreta shoot movie clips, your demise will be viewed at ozone

I heard rap is dead, there's about to be a resurrection
Signs and wonders starting from this very section
Sometimes I read my old sshit and my delivery like C section
But that don't stop me from going hard like an erection
Are y'all rappers or boy bands cos you going in one direction
A show of hands if you're dope ✋ inconclusive election


I like punches that make my jaw sag
Witty lines that make me think hard
Get me lost in thought, running into walls I never knew I had
Sick flows that bugs bunnies 'wassup doc' here's your carrot
Clemenza with these lines choke you dead like a garrot
Raise the odds in this gamble, life and death I play with tarrots

Abstract flows not for the lazy mind but real thinkers
But variety is life's spice so I don't begrudge you rappers
And if I snap my fingers it ain't because I'm feeling your flow
It's either I'm stoned or I got the gauntlet with all six stones

I'm bringing balance

MonQ bless yo trap!


Nothing spectacular ‘bout seeing through a geeks eyes
They read too much books, it turn em to meek guys
Lecturers speak lies, I chose to be street wise
Don’t be fooled, I had lost the bag in a streak thrice
Listening to stabbed and shot, I and broski all papa got
I trap a lot, heir apparent, I go bald at the barber shop
That cash homie, fast money, we tryna get the bag for us
Immense finesse, yall never had a luck with a wad of bucks
Keep it a hundred, while my trap bagged more thousands
Tryna reach the point where I feel like Guapdad4000
Popping codeine with promethazine and Xanax
A menace, trafficking sh!t stuck in my anus
We catching bodies like ballet dancer guys
On ya toes, at fingertips are a pranksters lie
Being broke is a tumor, but the cancer died
This hope for the future, man's gangsterfied

One Master.

thought g's puts up hot things but they spits red water/ is that how gunners plans to get outta the bitter gutter/ never seen a man with such a pen,c-chin/ creepin' into the heart of the topic,draggin' out the main thin'/ but what's the topic on the ground,who's got the sand to answer?/ "the master is asking",am back,better run back to a protective corner/ bomb lurks in ma spit,you're a kid listen to mom's advice/ get back into the room of yourself ,lock up old u,change up otherwise/ if through,embrace the truth before you,let it work through u/ you're good,better but am something superb all through/

Donkinno, Cos your barber is putting lines on your head,
Now U are feeling like an headliner.
It looked like U've just copied VIC-O flows, but even when U do so,
Please try and Copy-right.
Even when U are charging your brain,
With a friends chord,
Please try to use your HEAD.
You should be used as injections in hospitals,
Cos U are a pain in the Ass,
your English level is obviously Critical,
I can bet it had a Pass (1.02 odd).
U are the reason why we have Eminem,
Since the World have to be mixed,
'Lyrically Brainy' and 'Lyrically Empty'
U exist to keep the Rapworld in balance,
So that we can have dump rappers too,
And they can also have a say(lol).
I.G @Oduz_Rap

True said

ODUZrap:
Donkinno, Cos your barber is putting lines on your head,
Now U are feeling like an headliner.
It looked like U've just copied VIC-O flows, but even when U do so,
Please try and Copy-right.
Even when U are charging your brain,
With a friends chord,
Please try to use your HEAD.
You should be used as injections in hospitals,
Cos U are a pain in the Ass,
your English level is obviously Critical,
I can bet it had a Pass (1.02 odd).
U are the reason why we have Eminem,
Since the World have to be mixed,
'Lyrically Brainy' and 'Lyrically Empty'
U exist to keep the Rapworld in balance,
So that we can have dump rappers too,
And they can also have a say(lol).
I.G @Oduz_Rap

odours-rap or what?,can't dig it up hoe/
son of a gun,here's a bullet of reality for your soul/
some sh*t from the bottom of a heart to gunk up ya day,all of em/
since you choose to get sunk in the wrath and fury of ma scorchin' pen/
you've been dreaming to die,why you mouth 'bout ma line?/
probably cos yo want to be recognized;bitch,it's time I put some red in ya eyes/
make some coffins of line to bury ya,get lightened up like a Buddha/
am in the front sit ,miss Oduzrap, you really need help ma!/
I know you can't make it over here,so don't just tryna wipe off ya ass/
you will be of use,I mean you're better of being used like a jackass/
next time u see me online looking for a coin to toss/
avoid him or u can still get better more of me ,miss moss/



C-chin

Sumone is silent now wen dey finish writin crap wit two days,dey wud cum back claimin ban

Verm tryna create a spark,hard for im lyk its chemistry
sick and tired of d diss,drop my pen,move to d balcony
Tinkin of d hard shii in dis country analysin like its punditry
Hope dis isnt d land d grt grt left to me
Why do we hv less job with joggernauts foreign company
Cus I work so hard,pay taxes but d government cant do a thing
Am pacin around now,creatin kinectic energy
Dis lyf is a game,we are d gamepad controllin evryting
I feel so stressed out so I chose to take sum medicine
Dont ask abt prescription doctors cant knw evrytin
D pain I feel now can a doctor tell me why am feelin it
By d way,doctors on strike cus dier salary aint coughin out
Tym to focus on sumtin else,kip updated wit my timeline
Tym to end d beef cus I dont give a rat bleep now
Am I sayin sorry?,read my lips not "in my life"
Am I takin my tym?,dat is d basis at d background
So see y'all,it is tym for me to say its tym out
But I wud return and reminisce abt last time-out
am gone as a victor for cryin out loud

Deckline:
This is no rap feud between me and you/
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Because if it is,it be termed as child abuse/
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Geed.

Deckline now am givin u respect

Vermaniace am unda u sista's red skirt

Her heart is beatin fast,wat do u expect

Evn tho I neva evn showed her my pocket

I dont evn want anoda perspective

I will send u to jail evn tho d system aint corrective

Am d one u call ur deity,no mistakin

Puccyniqqa,LGBT Creep in d makin

All d ace u claimed u are makin,jus fakin

Afta mouth-makin,go back to ur scrub and scrapin

Drop My last dime before d evaporatin

Not exaggeratin,am d dondada,countin stacks,roof raisin

If dey diss me again someone pls wake me

Cus some pips might nid some strong caning