BRN Battles: Mtales vs Silvablynks
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Card: Bars Are Back
MTALES ROUND
U not a match bitch in this shit we r not the same//
Ur last battle against ibrayo "U were weak " should I say like fallen boobs guess it's same reason u could do nothing but stay under bra//
Now cos u silver , think u could outshine me? bitch what's silver to a star //
that a dream bitch and u really need to wake up //
Y'all know this no movie but real shit when u c this glocks fucking silver like olu Jacobs //
Yea Fuck SILVER I got a precious metal//
And with these 9s I can be fcking lethal//
So Left to me I'll go with my knuckles cos if I pull out my fantastic 4 then u bound to see silver surfer//
Yea I'm with my EAGLES I call this 90s squad cos believe me it's gonna leave Austin in middle ....Jay Jay okocha //
U lack basic rap skills but we all know like current in bulbs whenever u see BLINKS then there's got to be a problem with the FLOW//
Mehn Like steph london I'm with my burna I mean we always on the go //
Yea I'm Strapped with a big riffle // loaded with cans like I'm tryna recycle // mehn I would shoot on sight //so once I spot , multiple shots leave BLINKS spinning up .....disco lights //
You know My aim is on silver though I would never settle for second best //
Headshots leave silver in a box just like a treasure chest//
C I'm a sharp shooter, trust me no shot gonna miss ya//
Soon as I draw my master piece amma push the bitch to the wall .... monalisa//
And once i cock , trust me u don't wana be in the same spot //
Cos Like an American youth whose reached drinking age ...22, now ready to "TAKE SHOTS"//
Well but now This jabs bound to leave u on the floor //
Aswear I Wouldn't waste time Taking silver out like robbing a jewelry store//
punches would leave ur face with like 10stitches //
But Thinking gunplay? u don't wana go there see when I say I'm stacking magazines it's not cos I'm a fan of famous bitches//
U meet ur early demise and That's so sad //
And Fleeing, not b an option cos Like ur goons, this bullets would have ur back//
When I say I would take u down mehn i wasn't playing games //
It's funny how u think u could match me , u cudnt handle fire bitch I'm here spitting flames //
U know being my foe is the one way to go meet ur ancestors
so much metals on me now, u could notice "BLINKS" reacting .....metal detectors//
With my blade I'll Disect silver but so they could identify the body, I place the chunks side by side now that's my definition of a silver lining//
SILVABLYNKS ROUND
feels like a Burnaboy's song.. BRN look at the Monsters you made.
They gave me tales..
The only time you'll be close to winning is during the coin toss like tales won.
I'm here to cook, bitch fuck an Apron
I'm on a different Quest, not McCody.. Show up with something big, looking like Marvwon
I really mean to do you bad... You'll catch a clip before the main clip.. Youtube ad
Destroy your body then aim for your soul, gat the devil screaming you too bad.
Today is 9/11 so we're getting tales of another terror attack all of a sudden
So I came to this battle in Osama's body... What I carry in my backpack shows I've been Laden
Since it's tales by moonlight, y'all bout to get one from a goon/
I roll with my pack of wolves and we still make the killing from this half moon/
I got a special package for you, watch it delivered in a chinese box.
Ding dong, anybody home?
As soon as he opens the door, BOW headshot.. Now we see the noodles he expected.
I'm very good with the cuts, Katana blade on my right hand/
Since I don't wanna give y'all the long story, how about I give tales the shorthand/
I've really weathered the storm, now I'm up against the odds.
If y'all gat me losing to tales, that must be story for the gods.
I'll show up with Zeezeyh's local gun, right now that shit's gentrified/
The gun is sick as cancer, Translation, the bald head certified/
Lately I've been in tune with my demons, bitch you decide/
Stab his gut, keep opening it up... Nigga why??
I heard he's a beast inside/
Your whole set gets fried, I'll literally turn them to toasts/
My hitmen unidentified, James St Patrick, Casper.. You know I pull up with ghosts/
4 fours to fuck up the fibonacci series, y'all do the math
I know my gun connect is blessed, yeah they say blessed are the piece makers (peacemakers)/
I'm a risk taker, show up at your grib and dump on your whole family,
no stains on my shirt.. I'm Steven Seagal.
You beating me? There's a better chance of you growing smack beards/
You'll be found dead/
But if the gun don't work, then it's baseball club..
Keep banging his head, situation will be Bobby Brown.. He'll literally die a crack head/
Cross me and go meet he who was laid on the cross
Boy trust me, cross me and see area mama spray the Ninas like she proud Mary
Boy trust me, cross me and watch me rain down fire like Elijah in the Old Testament
Boy trust me, cross me, one shot will make you take a knee like you're in front of the Blessed sacrament.
Don't test me!!
Swing on me and get killed with a punch
You'll literally go from MTales to story that touch
This is battle rap, motivate yourself or stand for something/
ALUU 4, this nigga gon die for nothing/
After this battle, pray to the god of battle rap and ask for his grace/
So when next you're up against a killer like me, just remember... Dead men tell no tales/
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