airmark:



You and illscripts so addicted to Nikki's waist.

the line was officially dropd by datboinazz a.k.a nazskillz sef

Datboinazz: B1tch-yu-dumb nd frm all d sh1t-yu-talk we knw yur a Bigger "waste" dan NIKKI'S HIPS/(waist)
its BEST YU PRAY, cz afta i killed masterpiece yu'l b d NEXT TO LAY/
Bleep wat u typing..yuv got no 'Cred' so against me yur TEXT WULD FAIL/

Ibime: Mikuz and Illscripts, post your FB battle here, lemme have a look and give my two cents. Not every battle is decided by credible voters.

OJo, get it established. Streetwize my biggest fan, always asking me for collabo but I wasn't enthused with the quality of his audio spitting. So no, you can't compare us both. That would be an insult to my person

you're a credible voter?
.
Streetwize cnt be compared to you coz the battle said it all..

ILLScripts: Mikuz and Sleakid...I see U On FB! Tight verses bros!

lwkmd topical killer.. Pray they dnt pair us at irg tag battle.. Lolz big upz bruv

mikuz: Illscripts you said like nikki's waist you are the definition of hiphop.
What does this line mean . . . ? I don't dig!!!!!

Ibime or any other netcee in the house . . . Any help?

lolz

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mikuz: My crew thats masqueraded/ get ya clan in invaded/
You niggas got 'barred breath' . . like your 'tracheas was barricaded'!!/ - Mikuz


In rap you don't offer much/ you just utter grudge/
. . . You could box inside a football field . . and still wouldn't drop a 'sucker punch'!!/ - Mikuz

wadup mike.. Quickie..

WE GON FIND/ yah raps BELOW MINE// coz my lyrics fine/
and wen i step in hoods, ladies scream... The boy is mine//
yah SPITS WACK/ You aint in any position to 'stand up to me'.. SIT BACK//
coz am the ULTRA RAPPER/
Buh you, a dead prick.. You wuldnt be ffucking wit sleak using SULTRA AFTER//
listen...
my gats and nine wil Spray/ diz dumb preys/ whu think dey spit sick and cray//
coz i find it SHOCKING DIA SPITz ARE WACKER// and coz yhu now rolling wit ill vets, think yhu gat chances of DROPPIN AH SICKER RAPPER?//
sssh.. Forget d hypes, we all know d FOOL'S WACK/
Pluz he always 'fitted backwards' like SCHOOL BAGS//
see
am stil topping diz fellas/ coz i'm fly wit no feathers/ bringing hits to nairaland like sunny weathers/
it's true... When i spit lyrics,.. They applaud/ but my beef aint cheap.. Tiz sumphin he cnt afford/coz wen i wreck cords/ we wont find the dj 'turning tables' and making records//
bitter truth is...
Must be insest haw diz wackos feeling em selves/ coz dey never balling in d game like refs//
so if yhu stil claim yhu BURSTING MAN/ best realise am d FIRST IN TOWN/
When i have yah 'sshit throne out'.... RUSTY CROWN.... //
oNe..

Daphantom: Its been sometime.. old heads back to penning cyphers. Keep the fire burning so we'll come through. S.O to Ibime, Mikuz.. Ema.. Sleak. . . . Bounce!

respect

deadscrollz can yhu plz stfu and stop acting in a way peepz wil start thinkin u own multiply accounts..

Are u that dumb to know diz is flow for rank thread where continous cyphers get down?

Their aint no winner..
The beef goes on..

And y'all wackos who aint spitting, instead blabbing and postin trash, ur d ones killin flow for rank..

Imagine, in a page u can only see 2 or 3 cyphers.. The rest posts na meaningless talks.

IBIME'S LAST FLOW OVERVIEW

Ibime: He's 'never in the picture'. . . cos he doesn't 'fit in the frame'/

outplayd... Dj5naira and i hav overused it in our cyphers. U stil come use am. Tsw

Ibime: Cos if he 'get on my nerves'. . . I respond by 'ripping his veins'

outplayed..
Like steppin on my veins, ur gettin on my nerves.. Dis is an outplayd deadline. U just recycle am, come garnish am. Na wa

Ibime: So if he silly to claim/
say I no dey 'chop money'. . . I'll digest a N1000 note. . . and 'shyt him the change'!/

ddope one.. Nice line

Ibime:
. . . so unless he 'want dey cold'. . . he best not follow 'bumper to bumper'

i hope u werent attemptin to wordplay wande coal
anyways u dan pass sum silly puns

Ibime:
cos he can only [i]'step farther' . . .if I'm loving his mother!!/

sick one.. Creative line

Ibime: I got a dog with jaws so tough/ that b!tch would bite his bollocks off/
So he can only remain a 'Man' in this 'City'. . .if I 'call her off'!!/ (Kolarov)

u try

Ibime:
But watching 'children sleep'. . . is the only time he seen a [i]kid 'napping'/

ibime now lie to us you havnt seen dis post below before.. Tsw

nosa gold:
I hijack you CHILDREN SLEEPING now that's
KID-NAPPING/
This ain't no dis but here so many kids rapping/

smh
--
and u forming tight. Come up with something new pls.

ILLScripts: Sleakid...IBIME is ddope...sersly Iont think u mean to call him Wack!!!....dnt u dig his Lines??....so to u,na mikuz come dope pass!

he's sick wit d rhymes. Fine. Bt ffuck the 2005 rap pattern he bringing. Dis is new age.
Plus i no blind wen i say mikuz pass am...

mikuz deserves some respect please.
Matter of fact even ibime is no match for mikuz.
Fine we know ibime for his ill rhymes, bt talkin bout other criterias, dude is wack.

mike no doubt ur ill too likewise scripts. Dj5naira expect sometin tonite

scripts is ill.
Nice one son

e-Iceberg:

ima boss, so dese chaps are microbes, would call one . . .'fun-guy'/
lyk handicaps yall d dumb-types/
am-a-bloke-to-pen-spit,and flaunt-lines/
and-a-d.ope-u'ld-feign-with ur blunt-rhymes/
ure nuts-guy/ if u think by pickin an alphabet, uve 'got-I'/
cos lyk presenting in pidgin a murd-prize/
all i can say. .u 'won'-die/
l

sickk

killsmith: u dey run?....why y'all forming some kinda vet in this section?....I was only going to show everyone how average u are.....with this forced multies u just learnt, u're not even half of me...#no-lie....

okay

e-Iceberg:
sleaky sleaky!! ill shitt bruv

oNe

killsmith: its either khim hasn't seen my c/o...or she's sulking.....wud u take her place?

am done acceptin and opening call out here.. Want a troll, β̣e dj5naira or drizzy enuf

I see y'all...
oNe

BarrackoBaRz: Yo! SLeeK,..HolLa 4 Sum Pick Up Lines...and Ah'lL HolLa Back!

huh dnt digg

dj5naira: Got mad skillz . but that maniac must be insane to ball ''wit CRAY GEEz'' !/ and will he ever recover from that illness? . . . Maybe/
Twil be like a Barça team without Mercy balling/ the way i'd hunt him/

Sssssh enuf please.. Yhu aint gat mad skills/
Yah scriptz never β̣een sick.. The rat aint ill/
Buh for facing me with those lines yhu barely trim,/
Yhu gon scream/ like those peasant fishers beside the stream/
When i leave lines all of yah skin/ like abba bleaching creams/
Yhu culd gather yah team/ and set up a gangster scheme/
Buh when i fire "teeths" like those bursts of khim!/
Liars like you always β̣e the first to cry like tragic films/
Yah text-and-pun-not-ill/ yes-please-son-just-chill/
And watch me flex-the-gun-fa-real/ coza waz blessed-and-born-ta-kill/
everytin bout yah scripts is "fake in tight" coz yhu alway dressed-like-nuns-at-hill/
I spit lyrics dat ignite pages stil/ and my "pen-TOO-steel/
yhu thus proves we straight niggaz.. Coz yhu always come wit wat "men-dont-feel/
He's c0ck and bull tales all blunt-and-lame/
And the overhyping the ccunt-teen-claims/
I aint tryna hunt-yah-fame/buh if yhu cook up more lies justa front-ya-name/,
I'l help "put yah head down" without teaching yhu that stunting-game/
My reign is forever.. No "time to hand over" even when i flex g-shocks/
This-"ssucks" always below my kneel coz i ball to earn free-bucks/
To hell with yah cheap-talks/ Prekky is ill.. One of nl's sick-doggs/
Buh Dj always set for "the feet" like rebok/
So he'l need to β̣e an underground rapper too to tell am the seed of siddogg/
Yhu know I END THE LIFES of COWARDS OFTEN /
And blazing morons like yhu, I LET THE FIRE POWER OFF EM/
Dollar note yhu'l β̣e catching right?/ buh those hands i'l β̣e smashing tight/
i'l Put "bucks" on yah head like peeps hawking containers/
Coz only time yhu placed yah hands on stash.. Was Wen u set for dinner/
The fact is i aint tryna hate yhu fool/
Buh yhu only came up wit weak rhymes like a senseless dude/
I've repped the hood for years/ plus the records β̣een set out their/
Yhu just da foolish type of nerd/ whu culdnt make use of his head/
To dig mikuz culdnt rescue NL/ so he escaped thru a tunnel/
Ibime is beast/ buh he sure aint topping the least/
Maestro is wack.. He's career died feelin d breeze of my fist/
See i aint grown-up-yet/ but niggaz whu claim fly got blown-like-dirt/
Khim's β̣een ballin like ttestis/ sick she is/
Since 2010, dj's never rose above my ppennis/
Coz he's never β̣een "making points on net" β̣een a galant player of tennis/
Yhu cant break my records.. So if yhu say yhu d sickest cat/
Na Excess of watching tom and jerry β̣e that/
so listen fellaz.., i'l PUT THE STEEL to this PUS FA REAL/
Am while am done handlin PAPER BILLz,
the Only thing D wack wil eva 'PUSH' ..IS 'WHEELS'/
oNe

EVERYBODY GETTING SERVED

Rap maestro: Sleak plus khim equals 2 lesby,cos if u failed dat calc.. WAEC should score u a weak-maths//

I overcome problems when i solve lil maths/
But for this wacktard.. I'l spare few bars//
LET'S GO..
am the type to leave fakes in BORRO-PIT/
I mean those wey wan FOLLOW SPIT
Buh we hardly dig what the o'KOKO-SCRIPT/
Or does he think here's where MOJ0's MEET?/
Look am on some FOFO BEAT/ and the whole of my mouth na SO SO SSHIT/
So wen i lace lines on d kid.. We all know say the GOAT GO QUIT/
Coz i "blow and come harder" even on wacks.. M0FO HEAT/

Drizzle007:
B4 'U',I always COME FIRST/

Yhu culd bleach yaself before steppin on battle fields buh still won't PLAY FAIR/
So tiz sumphin like 5th month d way yhu'l hav yah dis"MAY YEAH/
Vets know say, i dan TAY HERE../ but their's no GAY HERE/
So " ccuming before sleak"? Must β̣e a very CRAY BEAR//
See, Against drizz i'l BLAM THE BBITCH/
Hit him with my scripts so he CRAMS THE SPEECH//
Yhu know my TEXTS CHASE/ plus wen am firing lyrics.. My TECHS BLAZE//
Quick to WRECK RACE/ so i'l enslave the bbitch as make him carry iron about like NECK LACE//

mistaswag: wtf Mikuz! so u stil has the qut to ccum here claiminq u ssick!|
Oboi, we qo add Ex to yah nick| to show yah reiqninq tym don pass, now it up to sleak| tha cypher freak!|
buh listen sleakid,. no let ham enta yah head!|
cuz i jz love hypinq kid's wey dia head be like aqeqe bread|
plus i know u're really ddope, dropinq straiqht punches cud be useless.. so i'ma "try anqle"|(trianqle)

if peeps tryna rate bars they like,
After sleak comes mike/
Then ibime before DJ.. Coz we carry lines about.. Like PERFUMES ON BLOKES/
Buh diz idi0t only "cut accross threads", sewing COSTUME FOR JOKES/
I hate Dissing NAMAS/ i mean a bbitch who "washed his browser/
Said he dealing on "Soap OPERA/
I burst with freese rather/ and peeps still "dread it" like dada/
Buh Yah "bars never in the scene"... Unless tiz prison drama..

dj5naira:
Him I win hands down/ I pen idiomatical tract . . . that's a hiphoptical fact/ you? rhetorical trash/ no questionin' . so Touch ma Booklet . . . Feel ma Answer/ as thick as Sleak wackness . . . . Jeez, what a metaphorical bash!/

Your "bars won't go up" like SPEAKERS ON THE ROOF/
If you keep lying sleak is WEAKER WITH NO PROVE/
Am way of the hook/ buh you is a bigger crook/
Known to steal lines from books/
DJ is a CHRONIC LAME/ who culdnt choose a FLOW NICK NAME/
But if he claim he "break knuckles".. Must β̣e that SONIC GAME/
Am good wit my "texts".. Am "MARKING" AND RIPPING/
Draw guns on papers.. Diz WACK TEEN Β̣E TRIPPING/
Hi- JACKING THE VICTIM/ till he's BARKING AND CREEPING/
Tiz recorded "sleak is head" ballin wit d most DEADLY GANG/
But diz "prick is dead".. Coz He aint HERE TO BBANG/
I gat rhymes WRITTEN ORDELY/ to trash the KITTEN PROPERLY/
Itz no way he's SPITTING ELDERLY/ when i hav him BEATEN PERSONALLY/
You doomed to DANCE TILL YOU FALL/ so β̣est en-HANCE ALL YAH BRAWLS/
Else i give you the body of Christ... nailing yah HANDS TO THE WALL/
I'l leave KNOCKS ON THE NERD/ his fans will scream til dey DREAD/
Then fire BUCKS AT HIS HEAD/ till his memory "bbangs" RED/
His rhymes gat no SWAG AND CLASS/ so if the pa BRAG WIT BARS,
I'l "force him "right" on "wills" leave d FFAG IN SCARS/
He won't SPIT TIGHT AND EVIL/ borrowing SCRIPT WRITES FROM DEVIL/
So if he's killin foes in diz game.. Must β̣e STREET FIGHTER LEVEL/
I ball wit CRAY GEEz/ ffuck all the LADIES/
maybe he wanna PRAY PLEASE/ joining hands with BABIES/
Did i say babies? Yes i β̣een wan SAY DRIZZ//
oNe

Tztyphoon:
And 2 d moraphuka... SLEAK, ah dy c ur work... 9ce lines..

oNe mof0

ILLScripts: U guys kip dissin eachoda and Yet I refuse to see any "WOW" Punches!!!....smh! SLEAKID bro,alwas keepin d Game tyt,I see u !

one..
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Ice-berg i see yhu.. Nice one.. Khim sick

Mike quick one
.
Yhu left the game for FEW DAYS/
So sleak turned the hood to a NEW PLACE/
Buh we must β̣e president too.. Coz diz weak cats tryna "MATCH UP TO US"/
Am top dawg firing.. So dey keep "stiring" justa CATCH UP Β̣Y FORCE/
Mike letz consider the NERDY JOKE/ u tried cracking on diz DEADLY BLOKE/
Yhu know am YEARLY-COKE/
So crackin bones of weak cats only time "i go BARELY BROKE"/
Yhu the foolish type.. The one to lay TRUST ON DAUGHTERS/
Think the BRO DO SLAUGHTER?/ wit doz church verses he BURST AT ALTERS?/
Nah.. He only boast ontop over lines, wen he's CROSSED THA BORDER/
See i handle guns, quick to rip hands like ME FIRING ARMS/
Y'all RETIRING FAMS/ culdnt come up wit wats "current" havin WIRE IN PALMS/
I "FRONT LINES" like soldier battles.. So chill wit yah BLUNT RHYMES/
Yhu spit more fillers.. Buh wen i FLAUNT MINE,
Tiz sumphin like am "breaking necks" like STUNT SIGNS/
The irony's dat i aint just a MODERATE FIGHTER/
I also MOTIVATE WRITERS/
make em sow their dead lyrics on cemented groundz, so dey CULTIVATE TIGHTER/
The game's Β̣EEN DEAD/ occupied β̣y TEEN NERDS/
Who culdnt spit sick from THIN HEADS/
Yes diz wacks cnt blow... Even when i left em "WINDED"/
From MAESTRO TO DRIZZ/ tiz all WACK FLOWS AND FREESE/
Even DJ5 knows the TRACK GOES LIKE THIS/ i spit raw like wrestling event please/
So tiz never new when i SMACK FOES AT EASE/
Yhu's a SICKER PET/ buh me, a REALER VET/
So i brought the site back to life as my DEAL TARGET
That means i gat the REAL TALENT/
Yhu only hate WHAT I SCRIPT/ coz yhu's an "As$hole "BUT" I HIT// "a$$hole-butt
My "prick" too sick.. Wen i ball, dey DREAD/
Buh mikuz is a DUMB.. SO THE MAN SSUCKS IN BED/
Spare my ddope scripting.. It aint my fault sickness' all left ima HEAD/
Hate the THUMBS OR THE HANDWORK" INSTEAD/
Β̣e a gangtser for once.. PADDY LOWKEY PLEASE/
we wuldnt "call yah name" even wen yhu come wit DADDY SHOWKEY DISS/
Stop tryna FOOL GEEKS/ yhu never SCHOOLED SLEAK/
Am know to PULL QUICK sshit.. Coz i drop fast and even my STOOL SICK/
Yhu culd spit GENERAL FLOW/ and claim underground rapper bro
But might β̣e MINERAL THO coz we hardly digg YO/
oNe

mikuz: Before I go off again . . .
sleak witido . . . . .laters



I left the game for just few days/ making business runs for dad with a smooth sidle chase/
Yet niggas still can't outplay this true ace/
Cos taking my shine is like going after a rampant Hiddink . . It's a wild 'Goose' chase!/
Now I'm making the sterling dough/ this fiery bloke/ goes barely broke/
You fakes couldn't be a 'match' for me . . even in this very month!/
You wack in the picture . . watch me fall ya frame/ could still spit iller than you at a much younger age/
I'm more like showkey . . You shiver anytime you hear "somebody call my name"!/
I inspire speakers/ cos I'm a tighter spitter/
With ya Untidy lyrics . .like Baker, my lines 'Are neater'!/
Target? Bleep hell . . . nigga you nothing 'bout target/ you don't spit with real astound talent/
You vibe with falsehood, that with ya 'lie abilities' you couldnt boast of one sound asset!/
I get this clown parted/ using a shiny light-brown matchet/
Beware . . cos like a sagging trouser . . I 'wear down' black gents/
I school you . . You yet to pay up ya tuition/
I spit General flow . . but like 50 cent . . I deliver lines with a Major distribution!/

nice one their. U remind me of those days u were always picking on me

mikuz:

lol prince all these guys are my proteges but daphantom just stands out. At least sleak now has an improved eloquence. 5naira has a good rhyme structure all thanks to me!

yhu'l never change

mikuz:

Now tell me Mikuz aint going places!

MIKUZ aint going places

Ibime:

Who is Valliant and SAFA that you referenced in your rhymes above?

I hope you are not continuing with vampirism.

ask MIKUZ the organiser of N.B.T where we got no winner or kill yah self so u culd ask VALIANT and SAFA's ghost who dey are coz i've already murd dem..

killsmith: u wanna render this dudes homeless?..I mean stealing one's tent*(one-tenth)*...shit is tight(tithe)

oNe

I left tha game for just TWO-DAYS/
Yhu nigga's β̣een dropping "april lyrics" like tiz FOOL'S-PLAY/
Ya'll cudnt keep tha web look real like spiderman on RACK-NETS/ coz y'all WACK-VETS/
See my FLOW's-SICK-YEAH and i BLOW-QUICK..-HERE/
I swear am death/ tiz free choice ffucking wit me coz u'l BANGED-AND-DIE/
Buh wen i drop diz "cray bars".. Yhu fools will dance to tha beat without sleak playing "GANG-MAN-STYLE/
LEGAL

dj5naira:
Adult my foot . . . you slicKID!!/ Hall of Fame pro but ma bouncers won't let Sleak sneak in/
im Hitman . . . the one who's Dressed to Kill/
you a Phake baller/ Timaya's boy . plantain Seller/ you won't make Madrid team list/ the 1 with Casillas and the likes in it/
To hell with C.Ronaldo . . . im the one who's truly Best for Real/

Yhu wack in d picture.. Watch me FALL-YA-FRAME/
Buh Soon as they CALL-MY-NAME,
the crowd scream coz am the sickest cat in tha HALL-OF-FAME//
The sick-kid.. So ILL-LIKE-CANCER and i blow so hard to KILL-YAH-BOUNCERS/
Pluz am like a rhetorical question.. Dat means if the ddopest aint sleak den no-one FEELS-YAH-ANSWERS//
BBitch my lyrics hot.. Am the definition of DEEP-HELL/
So when i spit.. I RIP-CELLS/ ffuck plaintains.. Wen i hop.. my HIPS-SELLS/
Plus am the dude DRESSED-TO-KILL coz am BLESSED-WIT-SKILLS/
yhu wuldnt MESS-WIT-ILL matic even if yhu ate spoil eggs coz i'l smash yah head to av yah brain STRESSED-FOR-REAL/
I TEAR-FOES-WIT-FREESE soon as i "cut thru this thread"/
Fake vet/ yhu gat RARE-FLOWS..-QUIT-DISS coz only thing dat shines bout yhu is yah bald head/
I swear we wuldnt NEAR-THOSE-SPITS"-EEz of urs coz tiz real crap so if we picture out niggaz that "bank on rap" den sleak β̣e d only vet dat DARE-POSE-IT"-"cheeze"// -deposit
LEGAL

Drizzle007: [/color] lyrical general i neva miss my dope tarGET/ In my uniform nw gettin salutes frm u iLL serGENTS/ stubborn flows lyk sleaKIDS evn 5NAIRA wont bill d PARENT(pay-rent)/ SHARP shooter wit BRILLIANT hit.. My every bullet had to STUDY

Target? FFuck hell.. Nigga yhu know NOTHING-BOUT-TARGET/
Yhu's a bbitch prolly on period.. SUMTHING-LIKE-MARGRET//
Forget institutions too.. "U'n'I can never RUN-THE-STREETS together lil SSCUM-NIT-WIT/ <UNI>
So blabbing yhu ddope is false.. SON-DO-QUIT talkin doz sshit/
coz haw hell wen yhu flow, their's no sign of crack and coke FROM YAH SPITS?// Tsw..
Damn.. Forgotten how i placed a BAD LUGA AT VALLIANT's HIPS and quickly dropped d "waste"/den SLAPPED SAFA WIT FRAIL-HANDS...PEEPS saw haw her ppussy culdnt "close up" again.. No paste/
We all know yhu's d flyest among wacks so we tag yah as the CRAP-NUGGA-WIT-ALIEN-SPITS/
And me, the SHARP-SHOOTER-WIT-BRILLIANT-HITS/
Yeah i bear all the sick titles like medic covers of pages...//
So Listen drizz.. Yhu just a RRETARD-ON-NET-PLEASE
Buh diz sick cats β̣een reppin FFR before yhu so β̣est REGARD-THE-VET'S-DISS/
Coz i culd kill yah pops justa make yhu a BASTARDIC-PET.. JEEZ//
oNe

Rap maestro: And I say ffuckk u 4 sayinq that niqqa Awt

word

Espada4: Aii.. Mo' fly pigeon style hehehe
:
:
i still neva get use 2diz hive.. As per ''new bee''/d way i dey drop shit.. Even shitpackerz dey ask 'who ''you be?''

una no get chance/2face ma stance/koz i go make diz fyt 'ugly' pass d profile pic of bance

C! Me go kill u 4 night then kall it 'a day' lyk yoruba word 4 crayfish/ma punch go remuv ur teeth u no go fit say-cheese/

hw diz mumu sef wan catch up? Wen i dun cross border n u stil dey 'lag'' behind/na me bad pass, u wan check(cheque? No wori i go pay in Kind/

lwkm.. 4get 'tinubu' jez kall me baller(bola)/who fit b lyk me? I no tawk 'lack of organisation' wen i sey there'z 'no other(order)/

i wicked die.. Even oyibo man sef say 'mehn u mean! Lwkm/buh u? D day we go c u dope.. Na d day we c obasanjo in ''pencil jeans''! O'boy no hope

*RUNS AWAY*

lwkmd.. Sick jor

Lwkmd.. Kas yhu sick ah swear.. Diz wat i call use of personals and other criterias.. AFCGT-kastile killz.. My verdict