BRN Battles: Ibrayo vs Paperboi
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Card: Bars Are Back
IBRAYO ROUND
No sequel will equal this present day on play, my word breach cores,
stand me in front of the Jericho wall and it'll crash again.
They say no taking paper to the afterlife,
not in this case,
his soul under defeat (sole under the feet) while this nut(knots) triump atop of it like a SHOE LACE
You took every RIGHT steps to be LEFT in these harm(disarm) way,
FOOT your own shame,
"KICK BACK" from the NOSE'll bleed him to a cold State,
and swap his condition from O.K to K.O faster than the moment a blink of an eye takes.
PAPER, you'll PAYPAL, the price is life, no WALLET can POCKET you from this TAKEOUT
(Let's grip d 9)
I fashion a weapon, prosperity is commissioned,
for terror activities, not withstanding who is your saviour,
crossed favour,
you done book hell from earth like that nigga on the left hand side of Jesus.
Now it's your turn to leave us,
WE ARE DONE, hearing you sound like a creaking frog, rap in words (wrap inwards),
bandage your impulse,
PAPYRUS ancient thoughts,I could PUBLISH a SCRIPTURE
your best work? jargon,
compared to mine, a scribbled edition.
Man you script (manuscript) shit(sheet) hand right in (handwriting) the victim like Kakashi did RIN-
I'm striking ruthless, as valued as paper is, one hole in it now and he's fucking useless.
Abandoned Paper, Biafra Money-
Dual mourning, separate his soul from his body,
now PAPER accessible in two ways, soft and hard copy.
Handy with the 9 like them palm drawing,
nostalgic click home button,
NAIL to the WALLPAPER with THEME(team) of hits Hammered at him,
I'm pretty spiteful,
ROOM in his thought screened CLIPS, read through it like a MOVIE SUBTITLE.
Screened clips read through with thoughts-movie subtitle
Every scene imma ( CINEMA) film crime till your LIGHTS OUT,
You sound like ass fart (asphalt) when pressurized to RACE out,
nuzzle on the 9 has a similar tone to your own mouth,
think therapeutic roasting, your personal problem weaponised against ya!
I spit MAXIMUM HEIGHT bars,
on ACCOUNT of your own CRIME you've earned JAIL time that outweigh BAIL charge//
First degree Class//
Cage paper in a box with no escape route//
It's a casket nigga not a Piggybank!
Wave the Deuce on you like the windscreen wiper, shady slaughter
Each pop a fan of em simply standard ( Stan dad).
I wonder what you gonna do, talk bout my broken tooth?
Grip the 9 ain't nothing new!
But you got a bitch and y'all being dating 3 years and counting too,
Till I raise the deuce, 3 shots and your girlfriend done for,
She fine though, but now she drop dead gorgeous.
With my eyes closed under a blindfold, my foresight still god like,
You'll die slower than a dice roll,
Stab paper at heart till the blood dries-- nigga that's a point blank!
You can't stand tall with an hunched back,
My pen birth assault (a salt) like lot's wife,
I could PAVEWAY to a DEADEND if I just write,
I get FURIOUS fast whenever I see you laugh,
Amusement lapse, your time's up,
your life stops once I pop out the BLUE like this crip done gone Rouge--
you'll get banged on; Skyrocket his body to fetch him dishonor (this honour)
Wait, I just made PAPER pass out in FLYING color.
PAPERBOI ROUND
Ima Beat u so bad, u gon turn from red to blue like januzaj/
I'll have you knived , gory scenes when
Y'all see "I on blades" ( iron blades)
like the samurai/!!
This Nigga had to die ..
But i'ma
expose the fraud, .
These clips run through him, have them powered in digital/
A total "shoot out" , this "suckers" power is minimal/
Brn, why do y'all tower this criminal?/
He thought he got into MRG through the "proper gate/propagate" but britchen's punches countered his visuals/
Now he back here acting all tough and Shii . .
But since he couldn't
Handle "stigma'???
There will be no "flowers" in his funeral/!!!
U get dotted like roman numerals, ASMR . . .ure tongue tied,/
Ure washed white
once i shower these Punchlines/
Ur dumb lines don't come close to what i drop when im on mics,/
"You don't know what's in store" like the gen been off for ShopRite,/!
Tough fight??
Nah . .See
This gun's a bird,
When its chipping it leaves dudes scattered/
I'm too bad ass,
The pop raze him , like Good fathers/
If he come with troops? Choppers?/
Then the Eagle shoots this
" Black hawk down for the green"
I'm Bruce Banner/!!
Against mateske??
You did a maths scheme that was weak really/
Clearly u weren't mean with it,
Now I'm gon flip that bar and do a whole
'Nother scheme with it/!
I'm "Bearing" glocks that can "point" in any "direction,/
X" you for Asking Y" i put stupid axis(asses) in tension,/
Once u pull up, a headshots how i tackle ur intentions,/
sniper beam, take u out from the top, now we can all see from ur Angle of Depression/!
You see?
I'm not nice punk. .
My lines hot, this right punch's a virus , it's gon shut down his system if he tries run/
U keep doing gun poses?
While I'm built with it like Cyborgs/
So fashi the twitter polls,
Cos no judge gon ever say
You won eye(I) , even if they were cyclops/!
This punk is dry,
We all fault his rhymes/ against flames?
He came with JC's stunties like..
Its i-brayo , when I crush his spine/
Pull up in his hood , I got glocks n nine/
He tryna have my ass?
But I'm sharp down there like Porcupine/
Yea we saw all that, and err other comic styles /
But In that battle?
Fayah phlames gave u a 5-0 , like corner boys doing the police signs/!
I'll punk this guy..
U used to be dope I hear?/
Been here before me,
But somehow u looking like the hostile here/
Saw what I did in MRG,
Now the broke ass scared/
But
I Came with the
'desert, shot gun and pistol'. .
He getting razed by different pops. .
Like kids in foster care/!
Yea
Yea I'm "packing". .
He gon fear the " presence" , cos
This punk ass a "gift" to me/
'"I grip the nine, tch tch I grip the nine"
Stfu
U won't Grip the nine , months later cos u suck at delivery/!
My rhyme sleek this daft kid Is getting bagged quick/
He gon mourn as 3 hits him ,
Next have this cat leak/
I'm varsed bitch. .
A "Couple split", he ends with a "ring" like an upgraded sidechick/!
Talk about scores?
You've got nothing to show . . . .like a blank report card,/
youre strapped with gun bars?, i gladly talk facts. ..
"So go ahead tell em Fayah flames hit me with the "can , sir ". . but what u failed to understand is that death made me "most celebrated". . .
I'm Chadwick Boseman,/!
But
This mental rapper's wack. .
Wilxon's punches gave you heart attacks/
How he had the "metals" slice through this "black's meat", like Racial Abbatoirs/
U wanna be dizaster or
u wanna be JC flames?
this nigga can't even get a good
"Tune of himself"/ toon
Like Facebook Avatars/!
Now you stand there,
looking at me,
Like I ain't s'posed to diss you/
Well I got a knife, I call it Yoshi,
Cos it cuts bones n wrist dude/
Storm your home,
attacks On your bros n sis too/
have you 'taking aback "
(tekken are back), cos its gone be a
total blood bath . .
When my Yoshi meets you (Yoshimistu)/!!!
So go ahead mention ma girl, . .
I mean dami did too,
And it was just plain wack/
But don't think I won't mention urs,
Who's always going where the "pole is" ,
Like cop chasers/
Ur girl's a stupid ho,
and its just plain fact/
Spreading her legs "all over the country"
Like train subway tracks/!
Sylvablinqs? Spicy ?
Who's the banger next? /
Not long till we saw Fayah phlames CPR Bar put this Man at rest/
he said
he gon lock lips with u knowing that's the kinda shii you like at best/
I-brayo , the western nigha,
Always attracted to south poles like
Bar Magnets/!
So talk about MRG,
all the "dirt" on me, is a Reach At best/
This "soap" opera nigga,
Ain't a sleaker vet/ I got big ass teks ..
"Stain Removing"
How I deter gents/!!!
This battle ?
U should largely forfeit/
U came to me acting all sweet,
I should help u stand to your feet/
So u could rally top nigs/
But since he's asked me to show him the ropes?
Here it is. .
He's gon die hanging from it/!
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