I see this low life forming senior/we aint on the same level, i'm junior/ u da boss when we talking bouh crap/ crap king, a disgrace to da world of rap.

I laugh at ur rap cos its a piece of junk/ u make no sense, shameless PunfumonQ/ A fvcking lowlife displaying stupidity/ U mst be proud, cos u cant do better than ur ability.

I pity those people around u/ everything abt u sucks, even dissing u/
I guess u were born in d lavatory/ cos ur brain stinks, i'm sure its hereditory.

I wish u wud never mention me again/ cos i dnt like talking in vain/ replying someone like u is like a stain/ on my personality, bt i dnt mind to entertain.

It gives me pleasure and makes me wonder/ ppl like u exist, i tend to ponder/ why God gave u a damn brain/ bt u still think like someone that's insane.

I wasnt suprised when i got ur mention/ knowing its another oozing crap edition/ u wanna feel among and i do understand/ bt ur crap jst continue to expand.

I think u shud find something else to do/ cos rapping isnt for olodo/ U nd nicheey are jst cowards/ crap kings with no glory, improving progressively backwards.

Yo nicheey, u sound like u tripping/u aint a bird bt u chirping/ too much talk bt nothing sensible/ U came bck bt still ineligible.

U deserve a place beside ur bro, crap King/ a fvcking dynasty with overdued fling/ insulting u is like an animal abuse/ So sorry, thats the best description to use.

The last time i told u to pretend like u won/ bt u got it wrong u son of a gun/ a loser will always remain a loser/ better stop acting like a smart loser.

I have no time to argue with u abt my past/ even when u r stalk in it, it remains my past/ i believe stupidity isnt a crime/ so i'l let u enjoy ur own time.

Btw, u really thought i give a damn/ i already left u for further condemn/ bt as it looks, u jst subscribed a new package/ lets see how it goes as u enjoy ur new rampage.

This is like a preamble/ a notice before you stumble/ i promise to make u expendable/ and make ur sleeps uncomfortable.

This is jst a letter that's got no address/ i'm weird but aint here to oppress/ i like to enjoy and have fun in my fotress/ it depends on u, if you want some distress.

The streets gave us all the real vision/ to set goals and aiming individual missions/ making winnings and surviving the competition/ living life jst to end the fvcking transition.

We all hope this gonna end good someday/ praying to God for help and better days/ Hustling to n fro evry diff ways/ cos we were taught hardwork forever pays.

I'm the rapper, the only viper/ that got ur bitch screaming deeper/ u try me nd get dressed with a chopper/ all i fvcking care is all abt my paper

We got kush, kinda diff hybrids/The gov dnt push cos they knw we rigid/ They respect us cos they knw we eager/ dreamchasers gang, ready to pull the trigger

i'm so crazy and i'm rich with words/ words more powerful than mighty swords/ slicing throats nd ending lives with diff bars/ winning battles without being in wars

Hope is dead, long ago!... We knw U guys are prone to speaking future impossible tense.

Keep on relating to others whats happening to you.
Seriously, i'm jealous of ppl that didnt know you.

Well, i'm nt a rapper, i'm a reporter/ i broadcast ur flaws on a platter/ so ppl can have a taste of ur filth/ while i turn ur fate into a myth.

I'm in competition with none of them/ if u take this as an insult, it jst a description of them / Especially, the one whose mouth is as sweet as honey/ displaying drama here like he's a Barney.

You talk abt masturbation and porn alot/ i guess u're brought up within harlots/ and probably u're one of them tho/ cos u talk in a similar way with those called ashewo.

If i had a brain like urs, i'd sue my parents/ cos i wonder why the gene responsible for talent was absent/ i'm very serious abt this bro!/ its a pity, no solution to that though.

I have a phobia for idiots/ They're betrayers like Judas Iscariot/ They tend to imagine themselves on top of the world/ Where as they are nowhere to be found on the leaderboard.

You crave for attention so much like an exponent/ But you lack the qualities and still lament/ Ur problem has no solution cos its permanent/ its like telling an inaudible kid to keep silent.

I'm nt ur fan but a supporter/ i support fools so they become fool(er)/ i hope u do realise how worse u are/ not until u have daughter starts calling u a bad father.

Btw dnt be bothered by ur situation/ its ur birth right being in that condition/ My advice, Pray to God and never miss devotion/ While you avoid putting me in ur mention

U're nothing but a mixbreed asshole/ forming boss here, wearing a crown that u stole/ No king in here bt diff kinds of mole/ Do ur thing nd i do my thing, that's how we roll.

You keep on making mouths and spitting trash.
While i'm still here, ur glory is just a flash.

Aint dragging with no one...i knw how u feel at this moment.
But keep on talking, Someday i hope u'd say something intelligent.

LucemFerre:
You ain't rapping senhor you just type like you'd speak

Do us all a favor, empty vessel zip your sh!t

Oh! I guess u didnt even know what rapping is, do u?

I can explain it to u but aint gonna understand it for u.

PunFuMonQ:



Yunno. . .


This nigga write like he in creche, I’m stuck with writing cheques
I can do some fancy movement, but I keep my fighting checked
Yoga is quiet and tranquil, he on some diet and tram pills
His babymama cooking with pyrex and paying the damn bills
Hol’ up! Man chill. . .he ain’t hustling for the bands still
What my hand quills bring life to the thread, the fans thrilled
I practice shaolin in the temple, with a pencil n letters I ensemble
I’m gentle, but I dismbowel you, your fam deny that you resemble
Leave you in trench pits, french kiss my clenched fist
Gimme a 100 push ups or I swing the bar I bench with
When I’m in 30 yard radius, y’all puccy a$$ just flinch and halt
An inch default result to injury, dont take that with a pinch of salt
I told you that yall steak, I ain’t got time for small beef
All week I’m keeping up with stock prices on Wall Street
Got a castle surrounded by tall trees, my BQ you call suites
My fleet get to the mall to dress for the ball in all fleece


One Master.

Your lies are only belived by ur fvcking self/ Living a fake life, in a competition with ur old self/ Aint tripping, you cant be better than my shadow sef!/ Even in multiples of urself.

I proclaim u d crap king/ i hope ur lordship reigns longer than a fling/ kingdom so empty with no one to cling/ lonely and parabolating like a slacked string.

Nigga can u be real for a moment/ Spitting bullsh!t up and down with no content/ I'm like an hunter and u're like a rodent/ U'll get trapped by the bars that i sent.

I guess u did run out of what to say/Ur last sentence got no essence like an empty tray/ oh! Crap king i thougt u r gay but probably nay/so unfertile, ur seed is a waste and got no pussy to stay.

I knew u aint gonna be making sense.
Expecting something better from u is like a never ending suspense.

All crap and nothing meaningful makes him a BOss.

Always getting knocked out at the end of movies, such a great Loss.

I got a dude i wanna tap out/fvcking with the devil, such a beautiful tout/ getting me outta the background nd on a lookout/ i'll make thee a deadmeat without a shootout.

A bitch gotta come clean to be seen/but such a disrespectful and arrogant teen/ Up in the club, he's gonna get beaten/ Just like his predeccessor when he was nineteen.

I'm here just to have fun/ shinning bright like the sun/ heating on folks that deserve to burn/ Dont get me wrong, My talks are like pun.

Aint one of those that likes to brag/ but my style is unique and they love my swag/ i got beef with nobody and nothing to drag/I flow consistently cos i hate to lag.

Once upon a time in my city/ There used to be a kid called charity/he never had friends cos of his vanity/last time i heard abt him, he was banished from the community. *

omooba969:


Wotz awesome about it, haven't you seen better stuff?

ehya! I dnt knw aw dat affects u.

Awesome!

U must be proud thinking dat u rap.
Unfortunately, if u dnt know... Its called crap!

The more u tryna rhyme, ur flaws just increase.

Forget it, u r destroying english, stop that please!

Understanding
Smart
Romantic
Above all God fearing

hahahaha... I'm jst here laughing.

U compromised, i feel so refreshing.

Weldone kid, after ur end was so awful.

So shameful, returned with a new moniker Punfu.

nastynic:
Ewwwwww!


Y'all Damn Wack.. Bunch of Rookies who can't Make kings, Cause your Chess Bad /
Wanna be rap battlers,
is about time you'all Get Smacked!

This is End Time for you Biitches/
Donkinno Really?
Dafuq is you Nicheey?
senhorsean, Gimmick ?
DNS? But non of you is owning This Domain Biitches!

I attack with hooks and rounds"?" I ain't talking Question Marks /
Each line got a round too no Exclamation Mark!
Y'all Facing Gats
Techs/text on ya image, I ain't Meme Making
Fams
Snuffing your life with this Written, Each line Is Breathtaking Faaags!!!

Jnr..

Hey dawg, you're the gimmick/ now u've gotten my attention nt knowing its a risk/ Dont be prepared and brisk/ i've got no pussy that u can lick.

So I dont wonna own dz domain/ bt to let my name stick to ur brain/ i'm long gone like a moving train/ Better u dont try me and add to ur pain.

#Peace

Hey Nicheey ...

I'm glad u're my fan/ u're 4lowing my diary like a LAN(Local Area Network)/ its the story of me becoming a man/ Share urs, lets see if u can.

I guess u dnt av a retentive memory/ u need a checkup in d laboratory/ and do all thats is necessary/ cos something is wrong with ur sensory.

No one hates me in my family/ i'm being loved unconditionally/ and my life is going on smoothly/ lately, i'm cashing out easily.

I ddnt take d job in the primary/ cos 7k is too small for me as a salary/ U just went into my diary/ and u came out with a vague story.

Aint someone u can cast/its public and nt hidden so ur plan wasnt a blast/Everytime i share the stories of my past/ so gradually, i get to contrast.

Everyone has got a story to tell/ i'm sure urs is as crazy as hell/ it consist of how u fell/ and badly d reason why u arent well.

I read ur rap wit a lot of pleasure/ realising, u spent all ur leisure/ trying to bring me down to no measure/ u'd be thinking its now a closure

its my fault i made u go thru torture/ but its already in my nature/ Making ppl like u rupture/ while i'm here full of rapture.

My past is better than ur future/ U'll understand when u're mature/U're like this as a result of bad nuture/ More stories, i'll gv u a free lecture

At this age u're still a dense/All u say is nonsense/ ur rap has got no essence/ u're a disgrace and deserve a jail sentence.

My bars are too hot, its giving u a nightmare/ its good that u did declare/ just like animal caught up in a snare/ Ur end is not near but here.

Defaming u wasnt what i intend/ but u challenged me and u're unable to defend/ Now that our brawl have come to an end/ U already lost, bt u're free to pretend.

Aint gonna respond to ur mentions/ Since i've given u more than enough cautions/I see dat u're deranged nd unworthy of my attentions/ i bid u farewell with good intentions.

Nicheey:

Hey kid, U really need a lot of spank/ Ur flows so dry like a river bank/ Empty headed, full of shit like septic tank/ U so worst, u cant be given a rank.

i hope u arent high on gin/ cos u gonna end up in the dust bin/ Write a letter to ur next of kin/ saying...u're fighting a battle u cant win.

Its not like i'm that mean/ but how dare u compare urself with Senhorsean/its like comparing Mr Bones with Mr Bean/u're so pathetic like a goat that cant wean.

I'm ruinning u, u better zoom/I swept u off ur feet without a broom/Tell ur bride to find a better groom/ cos Today u've met ur doom.

This is the beginning of ur end/ u know what happens to a metal that does nt bend/ it gets smithed and quickly it will tend/Ur failure is a disaster that's began to trend.

I have no time to hear ur story/ cos i'm here chanting Glory!!!/ dancing to my victory/ with an opponent like u, i dnt need to worry.

I'm giving u a last warning/ cos u gotta stop dreaming/ dnt give up and i'l make u lose ur bearing/ such that next time u see me u'd be running.

Nicheey:


Hey yo, how's your morning going bro? Just in case you gotta sign your will Joe, and leave it openly on the kitchen floor, you're dying cause you're bout to get on head with me, the said two heads are better than one buh I won't any heads to put you to rest bro. So it begins hope you don't run back home...


I'll give you the prevellege to start it up bruh.
The mic is all yours for the takin.

i laugh at ur shallow thoughts/thinking about what u sought/makes me feel so unbothered/ i'm pretty sure u gonna get served/Prepare a proper brawl with judges/ then i can make your future filled with grudges.

Hahahaha...i already got my diss a title... "BEGINNING OF YOUR END"

I believe!

Nicheey:
. Bruh I'm officially calling a brawl with you.
Bold enough to go on head with me?

Bring it on...

LukeSkywalker78:
God is merciful. How is the kid doing now

Very fine.. Now in Basic 6...Thanks

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