 We just watch as the problem grows Spreading faster across the globe The population of boss control But all I know is it's all for show Yo, dopest in the south You ain't that fucking hard, mate And no way you're alienated In his career, he managed to catch up to Scarface dopest in the south So what's going on? Welcome back to Dota Flood Shouts to Peaceworks Shouts to everybody in Leicester Coming through to support This is the Dota Flood high focus showcase Shouts to everyone in high focus Big up to four hours of their new album And all that good shit, man This is the Dota Flood third battle Of the three battles tonight Shouts to Bruce C.K.Y. Tongue twister and twister pennies With that shit, you know the score It's a non-judge battle Main event shit Make sure to end the video You click on the poll And go through to DotaFlood.com I've already thought one All right, cool MC, on my right-hand side Make sure you buy that new album In the description And all that good shit Please make some noise for Chris Leaves Let's go! Let's go! No, that's the end It's not Dota Flood extra Check all that shit And on the left-hand side Same thing Make sure you caught all this music From his back cap In the description You know the name Please make some noise for Nacho Let's go! Make some noise! 24, all right, cool We got three beats One, 24 at each beat Nacho's up first Beat number one is on Nacho Let's go! I'm gonna take your one to new peace Slapping all in three In the end dimension Direction and honesty Least terminate I let you know now They ain't hard to this Nacho He's bottom tier plus he's never handled samples And you can rock the mic as ancestors You kill a Nacho Anyone round too fast to handle Anyone in boys or halfies like you We're going to you Snatch all my whole day Take a treat to the dog Remind me chicken pox If you've been itching a lot But just cause your temperature's high Don't be thinking your heart You got a track on your album A fleeting charge from me But drops on my arm for free What makes him more funny is that I'm fucking laughing at you While I'm battling you Embarrassing nachos and tasks And I'm happy to do This guy got a strap But they do carry a tool I'm dropping your thoughts You won't give yourself But you're pushing for them Because you're jumping Then go on punching That's not okay It's my worth and it's debt My residents' war Instead of helping the poor You make your sense When company is bad as you keep You got plans for the queen You're the flank for your team I got you debt You act in the wrong Imagine that you'll get right I'm picking you apart You never got the title You've been it from the start Had your eyes on the prize No surprise, it was crazy Lost it all Crystal Hight Through the exit rooms With your title shot You're back, right on track For the time of eight years Forget to find my tracks Come on Line to bounce To this pirate rock From a goal from the title mark To win the battle See, go to a freak show For the fools like him All trying to play the hero I'm solely my I don't know if he's only a hero She's not got my ring Don't think of me I'm a deal of zero Relax, you know All these black battlers Just after the breath I'm a master I'm a sassy cracker When I'm driving a pack To the plateau No more fucking cheap matches My friend Unless he's sure You're a soul like battlin' again See, go off these little facts Don't hold the hope against me I'll take the fucking door To the title For the show for the keys Show for the mall Overlaid the floor To a beat See this is poetry Emotion I gotta show you and see But make it natural Fuck your nose in the beat They can hold so much cool That you'll probably fuck