grayline:
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Ksslib's Annihilation

I'm on my dragon mode and I'm blazing hot/ for real, i wish the lame gives up/ but I'll disgrace the thug/ /
for seeking fame in the game with gods/ i'll leave this page in blood/
after i have LIB thoroughly red . .... Linda Ikeji Blog!/

Gray is a lexical author/ inducing metrical stunners/ when i array and slay vets
in a technical slaughter/ so watch me twiddle the brother/ as i bring K to his L . . .
in an alphabetical order!/

i'm sadistic, greedy/ re-enact this on Tv/ it's clear i'm bagging a clean sweep/
coz i'm rapping uniquely/ and y'all have to believe me/ nobody would
vote for his piece . . . . if they were passing a treaty!!

i know viewers debating/ if Gray can pop shots when the luger engages/
don't make this a thriller like Krueger and Jason/ this is more like a shooter to a thief/
my gun commanding the loser to Hades/ . . . . "shut up and do as you are told" . . . . Coogar to Babe3!/

coldest beast/ i spit that grown up shii/ which no ho competes/
i bring no jokes to beef/ straight kill... but might break bones for peace/
not a regular but i'm certainly pro/ while this 'kid still learning the ropes'/
. . . . like a 'baby goat on leash!'/

i put faggets to shame/ for trespassing my lane/ and it's a fact if i say/
Ksslib is practic'ly lame/ i created 'Back in the Days'/ and niggas were rapping insane/
this fool brought his usual crap in the page/ . . no ink, no guns . . . .
how does he plan to kill Gray?/

learn to respect a vet/ or get pelted to death / remember Jason . . .how he
bested ya text/ with punches denting ya chest/ till there was nothing left there but specs/
you were deceased by F.uck as if you had an unprotected sex!/

I should lift up the crown/ coz i'm proudly a made nigga, thick, tough and proud/
i handle my own business like every big shot in town/ got chinks to toss when the kids come around/
while this parasite with his big talking mouth/ is forever stuck in his Big Brother House!/

my gunplay? . . .deadly mental game/ no petty special case/ he's irrelevant and lame/
I gently press the dane/ one shot tears through his ligaments and brains/
and leaves him open-minded . . . . like intelligent debates!!/

that musta got him panicky/ coz i dropped it rapidly/ to ensure he got no chance to win/
now I'll either c.ock it back n squeeze/ or chop his hands and knees/ then push his mouth
to his ass . . . . . if he talks shiit back to me!/

Ksslib:
The Execution of Lagunna..


First
.
.
I ll stab the lads tummy/Next,a rod splits his skull open and cracks something/
Then his bones get crushed like he fell from the balcony/
Aint got an Mbbs degree...but watch how his autopsy result labels me the 'Dr who' messed up 'Grey's anatomy'/!

He brought locally made Burundi bars/to spite an internationally known rugged machine...a suzuki brand/My fist ll send him to the ground like a touch from Pastor Kumuyi's hands/.....
but if the bull rises and charges at me.... a grenade ll 'blow his horn'.... welcome to kuvuki land/!

They calll me beast...butchers keep going over my kills like its revision, dude/ but your kills are make believe like religions do/ you hesitant to pull the trigger but before you make a decision,to /shoot,
a bazooka blasts both sides of ya tummy with precision...boom!!/
but the last cannon will penetrate the 'middle bro'... & send ur remains to clubs in 'division two'/!

I live large & shop from where the prices remain up/I bet you hungry looking & dry like when mices invade dogs/... and iam very certain you will likely remain poor/
...Cos if i hear people screaming 'Lag don blow'..the first thing that comes to mind is ISIS in Lagos/!

Your mom isn't any different...the old woman spends stipends on food/.. To survive,the trader spends her weekends on dudes/ as market no gree move,she gats put her big br£@sts to use/
So I dropped a 'c4 in her kiosk to 'rake in profits'.... that way, 'business must <<boom>>'/!

Nigs like you get pounded like we carry mortar/cos my squad is trained to kill ur ilk & they hardly fall back/.... but if our shots miss cos the pistol badly faltered/
... Dont be relieved cos there's still jungle justice... where 'sticks will do the magic' ... harry potter/!

I ll have your fam disposed like bad breads in the bakery/have an engine grind ya old man's head like its pastry/
Your mum's rude, peeps call your 'Ma jerk'... a bad girl & she crazy/
cos all she needs is a 'hammer on the skull'.... & like Fashek,thats a 'crack head' in the making/!

My bars are da sickest and rude/... they potray hip hop,intense and smooth/yours potray a watergun gangstar who pretends to shoot/ and you should stop dropping those R& B bars we reject and boo/
.... But like Jose tryna stand by his team...watch lagunna try to defend his blues/!

I could attack an in-law cos when iam so mad..its crazy/Gray could get knocked so bad,he lays still/...... but if cos iam above him & live so large,it pains him/
...... Trying to rise to my level will only get him 'beaten on the elevator'... iam Solange... he jay-z/!

First,I drew a 'plan' to 'cement' my victory & leave the fool in repudiation/cos as an 'architect',you gats obey rules & regulations/
But the numskull could really use an education/
..... cos while i gat a good 'foundation'... he's a 'block head'.. & thats just all i need to 'build' a reputation/!


Slib!

llaykorn:
Damm! This is the best battle that has happened this year, in my opinion. Both of these battlers are shooters, man! I didn't expect this.

Opener - Ksslib

Rhymes - Tie

Flow - Lagunna

Sims & Mets - Lagunna

Punchlines - Ksslib

Personals - Lagunna

Wordplays - Tie

Closer - Tie

Isn't this a tie? Seems like one.

1+3 and
1+2+1

TIE

grayline:


Ksslib's Annihilation

I'm on my dragon mode and I'm blazing hot/ for real, i wish the lame gives up/ but I'll disgrace the thug/ /
for seeking fame in the game with gods/ i'll leave this page in blood/
after i have LIB thoroughly red . .... Linda Ikeji Blog!/



i'm sadistic, greedy/ re-enact this on Tv/ it's clear i'm bagging a clean sweep/
coz i'm rapping uniquely/ and y'all have to believe me/ nobody would
vote for his piece . . . . if they were passing a treaty!!

i know viewers debating/ if Gray can pop shots when the luger engages/
don't make this a thriller like Krueger and Jason/ this is more like a shooter to a thief/
my gun commanding the loser to Hades/ . . . . "shut up and do as you are told" . . . . Coogar to BABE3

i put faggets to shame/ for trespassing my lane/ and it's a fact if i say/
Ksslib is practic'ly lame/ i created 'Back in the Days'/ and niggas were rapping insane/
this fool brought his usual crap in the page/ . . [i]no ink, no guns . . . .
how does he plan to kill Gray?/

learn to respect a vet/ or get pelted to death / remember Jason . . .how he
bested ya text/ with punches denting ya chest/ till there was nothing left there but specs/
you were deceased by F.uck as if you had an unprotected sex!/



that musta got him panicky/ coz i dropped it rapidly/ to ensure he got no chance to win/
now I'll either c.ock it back n squeeze/ or chop his hands and knees/ then push his mouth
to his ass . . . . . if he talks shiit back to me!/

Ksslib:
The Execution of Lagunna..


First
.
.
I ll stab the lads tummy/Next,a rod splits his skull open and cracks something/
Then his bones get crushed like he fell from the balcony/
Aint got an Mbbs degree...but watch how his autopsy result labels me the 'Dr who' messed up 'Grey's anatomy'/!

He brought locally made Burundi bars/to spite an internationally known rugged machine...a suzuki brand/My fist ll send him to the ground like a touch from Pastor Kumuyi's hands/.....
but if the bull rises and charges at me.... a grenade ll 'blow his horn'.... welcome to kuvuki land

I live large & shop from where the prices remain up/I bet you hungry looking & dry like when mices invade dogs/... and iam very certain you will likely remain poor/
...Cos if i hear people screaming 'Lag don blow'..the first thing that comes to mind is ISIS in Lagos/!

Your mom isn't any different...the old woman spends stipends on food/.. To survive,the trader spends her weekends on dudes/ as market no gree move,she gats put her big br£@sts to use/
So I dropped a 'c4 in her kiosk to 'rake in profits'.... that way, 'business must <<boom>>'/!

Nigs like you get pounded like we carry mortar/cos my squad is trained to kill ur ilk & they hardly fall back/.... but if our shots miss cos the pistol badly faltered/
... Dont be relieved cos there's still jungle justice... where 'sticks will do the magic' ... harry potter/!



Slib!