NewStats: 3,263,010 , 8,178,812 topics. Date: Wednesday, 04 June 2025 at 11:21 AM 4w5w6g

Paayne:

Lol. . . Paayne vs Bars. How many Lines?? Nd when z we dropp1n??

We drop by saturday

I weep for this realm

Throw Back shiit
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(PHOENIX CYPHER) NAIRALAND SHOWDOWN - Kr0ne and
Limerick

KRONE(Chronicles of Dopeness):
From the lazy vets to the zealous bunkums/ the dweebs . . .
weak and strong ones/
to those who preach our fall off/ I wish peace and honour/
salute with streaks of gunshots/
. . . all you internet thugs and keyboard warriors!
. . . Bis the king, I applaud yo!/
with gentle strokes you've owned most bouts/ you keep the
throne and hold the crown/
thrill the folks with flows profound/ truly, we see tight and lose
writers but your scripts know no bounds!
. . .fans you've incited/ in Brutal Clash you resigned vets/
others you forced to drop the pen . . .or have their hands tied
behind them/ on Fb, your bars been cited/
bitten and recited/ but your worst mistake, sire . . . was the
'man you knighted!'
. . . he got 'Mj's balls', they 'never land' inside net/ everyday he
drops form/
'English' fans can't see him in top four/ no one can deny that . .
. 'the cat' exposed his feminine parts . . .
and we saw a biitch in bum shots!
. . . he should be killed with gunshots!/ and buried in the
dungeons/
when you spit, we race for the encyclopaedia/ but his lines so
'fucking dead', like a case of 'necrophilia!'
. . . and for y'all lying fools/ hating cos I write the truth/
accused me for inviting troops/ and inciting coup/ against the
residing dudes/
while hyping you, is the only crime we do!!/ how dare you spite
me, fools!/
I felt the heat but I'm still cool/ sorry if I'm being rude/
but if you're still blinded with hate, I greet you/ and those with
'foresight' like 'Ozil', 'eye see' yoo!
. . .after we unleashed the first holy war/ NL was hacked and
folded up/
bad news to who think Kr0ne is gone/ I'm still 'on board' . . .
'Tony 'Hawk!!'


LIMERICK(Tha Craymetics):
Aiit, Listen
Thrown Upon us are Orders tha barely begun/
Since we picked up the pace and we prolly rerun/
Phoenix be Spraying with Guns/
Our Outstanding measures has taken the Law/
And we known to be Lions. . . .So you all Kats. . .opposing the
order are Getting Devoured/
Step in a bout with thee. . .You'd never return/
Then we belittled stars and Succesful was attempt to Outshine
the sun/
Tha was Outrightly Wrong?/Nigger, find one corner Sharply
Siddon/
Its not magic when we make your heart jump out. . . .Like
Trailer drivers. . . .unexpectedly honking the horns/
Truth is, we dont mingle with gods/
We are gods on our own. . . .but we supercede them. . .cos
right from their ashes, Our Clans are Reborn/
We known to trade around puns/
Even when the hates and fans come/
We still let the haters have fun/
Before beating them with one hand. . . .then drag them back
with second hand. . .and 'Give them a Part' with Blades and
HackSaws/
We Craved and had blood/
You Crack Codes. . . .we break and crack Skulls/
We enslave ya actors/
and petty emcees who Fake and Act tough/
With Death Order. . . . .we Lay and hang Corpse/
and kill a thousand merely by placing a gun up. . . .So we aint
'announcing good grades'. . .when we say 'we raised tha Macs
Up'/
I get bragging dawgs skinned/
When I dist their Limbs/
and would be a melodious demise. . . .when I hit a Guitar on
their Cords. . .herefore having them Stringed!!/
And with the Living record of our memory/
We Come against death and all oblivious enmity/
We set the pace and Spat the finish Line/The Lyrics fine. . ./
Niggas dropping verses, claiming the Illy Clans/
But the real 'bomb' shows up, the moment I'm Spitting 'Mine!'/
we heavily coming up/and you see the Enemies falling off/
as Kr0ne and myself be Steadily dropping Bombs/
And we Starting to finish/Losing or winning/
Cos writing rhymes to us is like Popeye to 'Spinach'!/
On daily basis, Our Order begot the Sickest Bouts/
Tho we got different glads/
But it doesnt changes shiit. . .Our flows still 'beers the same'
order. . . .like 'Guiness, Stout'/
And you assume you Iller than us, cuz when you dropping. .
.Children Claps?/
and women shout/
to me, you the Cheapest touts/
and we taking out these midgets, fagggs

and for those who can't read my long verse, here's an audio link http://www.datafilehost.com/d/366dbc42

PaulThor:



Please just shut it.. Guys like you killed waec standards in this nation...

lwkm

Ah couLd Try Not to Be Sloppy/ Foggy. . ./ Is when Y'aL Reading my Lines WrongLy/ I'm Hungry. ./ For beef. . . Buh Shi i t. . . Is wah I'm Getting from these Dummies/ Its Funny. . ./ I'm Making it Rain, even when its Sunny. ./ I'm supersonic/ Every Punch from Me is Swift n DeadLy/ You Hear me?/
I'm Just FreestyLing. . ./ nd Rhyming. . ./ at duh same time I'm working on my timing. . ./ My Line, Mehn/ See duh alignment. . ./ Haters, Get behind me/ Girls Loving Me BLindLy. ./ I'm Thee. . ./ Rapper thats taking Over This Land, Gee. ./ Hope y'aL Ready. . / For this Emcee?/
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Its a FreestyLe seission. . ./ Words coming nd going In no direction. . ./ Buh Whats a freestyle without Errors. . ./ nd What kynda Land got no record of Terror/ No CLear or clever Emperor. . ./ Just a HandFuLL of Bested Inferiors. . / Even wif ma frees, Its Clear that my iLLness is deteriorating/ Getting Sicker by duh second, wif every bitch dat I'm Engaging. . ./ Duh Pictures I'm Painting/ Is way beyond Your Imagination/ Y'aL wack Rappers always coming wif duh same combination. . ./
Thats why They always too quick tah crack/ ah ain't scared tah tell duh facts/ Your raps are wack/ I'm getting yo poor souls entrapped/ Never mess wif a nigg thats quick to test his gats/ He'll shoot you fast. ./ Before yhu got d chance To Hype duh trash/ Y'aL be spitting. . ./ Faggits, Even Y'al spend a Century sniffing/ around ma kitchen/ Yo still wouldn't smell what I'm cooking/ Shout Out To dwayne Johnson/
Braaaaaaah! Jez freestyLing Tho ! Had to get it off. . . Yo

Dklef, quit texting for a while/ cos niggas aint impressed with your rhymes/ but im a blessing in disguise/ and its like your brain is my anus. . .How i keep messing with your mind/
im brute and vile/ so move aside/ and watch me spit a verse to ruin your life/ i 'gather steam' and leave niggas behind. . .When i spew a rhyme/ and im a cruel chef with utensils. . .Cos i shook with knifes/ so if you tryna 'beef' or take 'pot shots' at me. . .You'd be 'cooked alive'/
i get hailed when i bash clown/ you aint getting hailed. . . cos you nothing on this rap ground/ so sit you as s down/ and watch me tag crowds/ to witness you crash down/ stoopid motherphucking noob!. . . .Youre a vet?. . .Show ME HOW like a cat sound!/ . . i stash pounds/ like greedy ministers/ im living large/ check out my rolex/ i roll tecs/ to blow necks/ in no secs/ so no make this pro vex/ cos when i WRING. . .Im putting your bytch -as s on the line- like a phone se x!/. . . .its war i dread/ so its sure youre dead/ cos you is -joke-. . . And this -black hawk- stays above your head/ . . .I laugh at you cos im so fly. . . . Call me a mocking bird/ . . . I freestyled this shots/ now Im g off/ retiring from/ these rhymes i pop/. . .Gotta get back to work. . . its like someone HANGED THE CLOCK. . . My TIME IS UP/

Limerick:
Throw Back shiit
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(PHOENIX CYPHER) NAIRALAND SHOWDOWN - Kr0ne and
Limerick

KRONE(Chronicles of Dopeness):
From the lazy vets to the zealous bunkums/ the dweebs . . .
weak and strong ones/
to those who preach our fall off/ I wish peace and honour/
salute with streaks of gunshots/
. . . all you internet thugs and keyboard warriors!
. . . Bis the king, I applaud yo!/
with gentle strokes you've owned most bouts/ you keep the
throne and hold the crown/
thrill the folks with flows profound/ truly, we see tight and lose
writers but your scripts know no bounds!
. . .fans you've incited/ in Brutal Clash you resigned vets/
others you forced to drop the pen . . .or have their hands tied
behind them/ on Fb, your bars been cited/
bitten and recited/ but your worst mistake, sire . . . was the
'man you knighted!'
. . . he got 'Mj's balls', they 'never land' inside net/ everyday he
drops form/
'English' fans can't see him in top four/ no one can deny that . .
. 'the cat' exposed his feminine parts . . .
and we saw a biitch in bum shots!
. . . he should be killed with gunshots!/ and buried in the
dungeons/
when you spit, we race for the encyclopaedia/ but his lines so
'fucking dead', like a case of 'necrophilia!'
. . . and for y'all lying fools/ hating cos I write the truth/
accused me for inviting troops/ and inciting coup/ against the
residing dudes/
while hyping you, is the only crime we do!!/ how dare you spite
me, fools!/
I felt the heat but I'm still cool/ sorry if I'm being rude/
but if you're still blinded with hate, I greet you/ and those with
'foresight' like 'Ozil', 'eye see' yoo!
. . .after we unleashed the first holy war/ NL was hacked and
folded up/
bad news to who think Kr0ne is gone/ I'm still 'on board' . . .
'Tony 'Hawk!!'


LIMERICK(Tha Craymetics):
Aiit, Listen
Thrown Upon us are Orders tha barely begun/
Since we picked up the pace and we prolly rerun/
Phoenix be Spraying with Guns/
Our Outstanding measures has taken the Law/
And we known to be Lions. . . .So you all Kats. . .opposing the
order are Getting Devoured/
Step in a bout with thee. . .You'd never return/
Then we belittled stars and Succesful was attempt to Outshine
the sun/
Tha was Outrightly Wrong?/Nigger, find one corner Sharply
Siddon/
Its not magic when we make your heart jump out. . . .Like
Trailer drivers. . . .unexpectedly honking the horns/
Truth is, we dont mingle with gods/
We are gods on our own. . . .but we supercede them. . .cos
right from their ashes, Our Clans are Reborn/
We known to trade around puns/
Even when the hates and fans come/
We still let the haters have fun/
Before beating them with one hand. . . .then drag them back
with second hand. . .and 'Give them a Part' with Blades and
HackSaws/
We Craved and had blood/
You Crack Codes. . . .we break and crack Skulls/
We enslave ya actors/
and petty emcees who Fake and Act tough/
With Death Order. . . . .we Lay and hang Corpse/
and kill a thousand merely by placing a gun up. . . .So we aint
'announcing good grades'. . .when we say 'we raised tha Macs
Up'/
I get bragging dawgs skinned/
When I dist their Limbs/
and would be a melodious demise. . . .when I hit a Guitar on
their Cords. . .herefore having them Stringed!!/
And with the Living record of our memory/
We Come against death and all oblivious enmity/
We set the pace and Spat the finish Line/The Lyrics fine. . ./
Niggas dropping verses, claiming the Illy Clans/
But the real 'bomb' shows up, the moment I'm Spitting 'Mine!'/
we heavily coming up/and you see the Enemies falling off/
as Kr0ne and myself be Steadily dropping Bombs/
And we Starting to finish/Losing or winning/
Cos writing rhymes to us is like Popeye to 'Spinach'!/
On daily basis, Our Order begot the Sickest Bouts/
Tho we got different glads/
But it doesnt changes shiit. . .Our flows still 'beers the same'
order. . . .like 'Guiness, Stout'/
And you assume you Iller than us, cuz when you dropping. .
.Children Claps?/
and women shout/
to me, you the Cheapest touts/
and we taking out these midgets, fagggs

and for those who can't read my long verse, here's an audio link http://www.datafilehost.com/d/366dbc42

Nice one bro...but i saw a reminisce line there on his track '3rd World War'.
Still dope any which way.

007Bruce:
Dklef, quit texting for a while/ cos niggas aint impressed with your rhymes/ but im a blessing in disguise/ and its like your brain is my anus. . .How i keep messing with your mind/
im brute and vile/ so move aside/ and watch me spit a verse to ruin your life/ i 'gather steam' and leave niggas behind. . .When i spew a rhyme/ and im a cruel chef with utensils. . .Cos i shook with knifes/ so if you tryna 'beef' or take 'pot shots' at me. . .You'd be 'cooked alive'/
i get hailed when i bash clown/ you aint getting hailed. . . cos you nothing on this rap ground/ so sit you as s down/ and watch me tag crowds/ to witness you crash down/ stoopid motherphucking noob!. . . .Youre a vet?. . .Show ME HOW like a cat sound!/ . . i stash pounds/ like greedy ministers/ im living large/ check out my rolex/ i roll tecs/ to blow necks/ in no secs/ so no make this pro vex/ cos when i WRING. . .Im putting your bytch -as s on the line- like a phone se x!/. . . .its war i dread/ so its sure youre dead/ cos you is -joke-. . . And this -black hawk- stays above your head/ . . .I laugh at you cos im so fly. . . . Call me a mocking bird/ . . . I freestyled this shots/ now Im g off/ retiring from/ these rhymes i pop/. . .Gotta get back to work. . . its like someone HANGED THE CLOCK. . . My TIME IS UP/

You sabi...

Ham Bored eh. . .!

Open c/o to Funlord, lets battle bro since Obaino, Sosiq n Giyaz ducked my c/o.
Biko!

007Bruce:
. . .I laugh at you cos im so fly. . . . Call me a mocking bird/ . . .

**laughing hysteriously**

Raplinx:
Open c/o to Funlord, lets battle bro since Obaino, Sosiq n Giyaz ducked my c/o.
Biko!

Sorry man! I aint no rapper, and I've never claimed to be l anyway! I only rhyme 4 fun when I'm high! Although I could sponsor a battle between you and some other cats though, provided we split the winnings 70, 30! Its all about "cream" over here! Lol......

funlord:


Sorry man! I aint no rapper, and I've never claimed to be l anyway! I only rhyme 4 fun when I'm high! Although I could sponsor a battle between you and some other cats though, provided we split the winnings 70, 30! Its all about "cream" over here! Lol......

Lmao. Owk bro. Bt u're a dope poet anyway...

Bars:


We drop by saturday

#Confirm. Requesting a thread to be open for --me vs Bars-- ASAP

Open c/o Bìtches!!! What d ffuck with the Silence here huh??.??.??

Time waits for no man.. had to remove the battery from the clock/
Call that foolishness.. I still proved da old saying wrong
Am Mike Tyson with d bars.. kryptonite. With the bomb
You won't creep tonight.. like my biafra blodas when I start you go run

WARRIBLOOD:
Time waits for no man.. had to remove the battery from the clock/
Call that foolishness.. I still proved da old saying wrong
Am Mike Tyson with d bars.. kryptonite. With the bomb
You won't creep tonight.. like my biafra blodas when I start you go run

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Sorry i gatz do this bro buh...... What d eff was that
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*rolls on the floor scratchin ma belly* lwtmb

rayopt:

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Sorry i gatz do this bro buh...... What d eff was that
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*rolls on the floor scratchin ma belly* lwtmb

That's matured bars made for men..

Your still a kid.. don't expect you to dig that hmm..
Run along go play with your peers

WARRIBLOOD:

That's matured bars made for men..
Your still a kid.. don't expect you to dig that hmm.. Run along go play with your peers

nice one warriblood

#YoLo

Paayne vs bars.. cc 007bruce , krone

Trends keep rousing/ a world of its own, you can't contend with the dozens/
So plenty persons doin' their thing
Another "name for FFR?" write-ups from many rappers, . . . "tens of thousands!!"/

I observe things differently so it won't take me seconds to get the hall rocking/
You aint seein' what im seeing? U don't get this boy flowing??/
This stage is a 'bowling alley' . when yall dullin' with chats, I get up, aim n 'set the ball rolling!'/

Apart from my wickedness, here's a bit fact/ i'm very cunning, won't say much won't quickly hit, smack/
You yab me, no qualms . you'll see me carry two big sticks, but i'll wait till you're unaware then I 'hit back!'/

You think u can boast in this cantata cos you get moolah buried for sand/
I speak with confidence as per se I be papa, ruler for this land/
Come in millions, yall would be off when i'm in my ' war machine', yes that Okada,. with a Shakabula in my hand/

This makes no difference, you've been abused a pig, boar with no liver/
I you were whitewashed cos everythin' u wig, draw filler/
Oluwagrin, you're ended in this thread, I just read both verses and My Vote Goes To JigsawKillah/

Things I drop u dig, awe, shiver/ believe me when I say you'll end up on the floor shoutin'... ahh, ohh/
Demsid, i'm "old" in this zone with experience, im a tougher Zabaleta . you can't survive this "Pa blow!!"/

What am I filming? U C, u dahn know/ sorry, 'fore you start claimin' mu frees hurt/
This is Brutal Combat IV remake, **crowds hailing** ....and here comes Krizzkutz/

I retreat with excerpts of a harsh minister who policed with guts/ which is actually myself . now don't you think this gee crooked?/
Stick to the rules & regs, else I cause a 'crackdown' when I shoot @ the frozen river, 3 bullets/

WRITING'S ON THE WALL

Bars was great invention...conscious rap first war
Behind these walls ..hissing attention ..I blessed niggas sore
Edge of decay ..religion old cliche in eyes of sinners
Sigh! to the truth ...why Rebel's un-tagged in honor dinners
Loser or prisoner.. sponsored Jami's quotes to take cross
Like my conscience...I never paid a penny for Giyazz loss
Life is a jungle we needed out here like a snake bite
Don't fuss so! talk about Coogar bitting unhealthy appetite
Impregnate brains with wisdom ....A MOD comments famed
They all living a lie ....That truthful revelation was aimed
This n.aked life I slept with... love her till death echoes
Faithful wife ...I further pledge with tongue of geckos
Only thing I endorsed was my coffin ...death is necessary
Never under grace of politicians ...my truth a beneficiary
Devil puts a decent shows ...Man harness his potential curse
Our silence poison us ...besides the side fight we nurse
Wretched minds, false kings never took chances to stand apart
What came between Ely and Coogar ...was crack in the heart
They length in years ...parental dissing was for the loneliest
Peace be still I tutored ...they cut battles as my loveliest
Everyday will separate ...poetry culture clashing with rap battling
Elements of rap balancing ....Jason tackling or llaykorn handling
Wow! Pdizzle precision and order surprised the veterans
His quotes was platinum though ...I retire to late night like Letterman

#Peace

WARRIBLOOD:
Time waits for no man.. had to remove the battery from the clock/
Call that foolishness.. I still proved da old saying wrong
Am Mike Tyson with d bars.. kryptonite. With the bomb
You won't creep tonight.. like my biafra blodas when I start you go run

hmmnnn, notin dose u o...

D rap lines tho

Dklef:
Paayne vs bars.. cc 007bruce , krone

Anviling!!!

boring verses

devilmaycry:
boring verses

See u wey dey drop hot verse

Raplinx:
Open c/o Bìtches!!! What d ffuck with the Silence here huh??.??.??

we drop on tuesday or wed....been damm busy...I fit don wack Dklef sef....will be travelling sunday or monday...so tue or wed it is...prepare ur bars..
Jazz.

$limbuck:
Dammmnnnnn... Hahaha

So slimbuck was on nairaland?

Ahem!! Can I Get Yo attention please? Wait, ah don't even think dey can hear me. .
I SAID CAN I HAVE YO MOH'FUCkING ATTENTION, PLS!! .

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Oya, where is my Doc na Abi dis forum noh get again

Paayne:
Ahem!! Can I Get Yo attention please? Wait, ah don't even think dey can hear me. .
I SAID CAN I HAVE YO MOH'FUCkING ATTENTION, PLS!! .

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Oya, where is my Doc na Abi dis forum noh get again

You ain't seen nothing yet

Paayne:
Ahem!! Can I Get Yo attention please? Wait, ah don't even think dey can hear me. .
I SAID CAN I HAVE YO MOH'FUCkING ATTENTION, PLS!! .

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Oya, where is my Doc na Abi dis forum noh get again

hop in https://nairaland.unblockandhide.com/2810435/nl-fight-rank-paayne-vs

c'o bars