 What's good don't flop all fucking days the lead up to the seven bw weekend our seventh anniversary We had to take it back to Leeds the birthdays in London this year, but you know you got to show Leeds love We got the first don't flop main channel battle in the evening all our social links are on the screen right about now Make sure you follow us show us love Shasta back then agree to come up to film Let's get to the don't flop number one battle of the night MC on my right hand side fucking sick MC Join don't flop this year, please make some noise with Jay red. Let's go Exactly the same intro for the man on my left fucking don't make some noise for Jay Dylan. Let's go All right, shout out to both of them. This is a promo three round non-judge class You know I'm about to say a please make sure you tweet us on app Don't flop with all your opinions hashtag Leeds hashtag seven me double you whatever you want Jay Dylan chose off camera to go first It's round number one. I'm sorry to Jay red. Let's go Jay Dylan, let me start this politely Jay Dylan I say this from the heart mate and I ain't kidding you look like the biggest fucking AIDS victim in the whole of Great Britain That gap in your tooth makes you constantly looking the happiest mood and this is actually true last time I was at an event chatting to you you spat on my shoe And we've spoke since then I know it's stupid, but it's not enough how dare you let spit slip through that gap You should have had chewing gum to block it up Because your teeth are fucking massive not even not even ever risked near that mass You could put a ramp on each front tooth not even Tony or could clear that Now after hearing this he'll probably want to give me a slap But wouldn't it take the absolute piss if he bought his clothes from gap Now if I had a chub-a-chub I could play your teeth as a xylophone And your ears poke out so much you can hear your phone ringing on the silent toast When I was young and I lost the tooth my teeth would be handled by the tooth fairy When you was young and you lost one of them bad boys They'd have to be taken away by Tooth God and Tooth Mary Takes a fucking piss though because next morning I'd lift my pillow and I'd be lucky if there was free pan Whereas you you'd lift up your pillow each time and there'd be a shiny check for free grand They look like pincers already you could just smile at tins of spaghetti and it'll take off the top like a bitch It is getting teeth so long this motherfucker can eat chips off his belly I like the verse and your rapid was great. I spat on your shoe. I should have spat on your face Gap in my teeth. Yes, that's correct. I've got a gap in my teeth. You've got a gap in your head I mean what's the forecast for a j-red brain scan cloudy and a chance of rain, man I asked him in Leeds and they said the same thing. They said he's artistic and didn't mean painting It's amazing my color scheme might be right reds Michael white times Michael white He's had a difficult life because the mind is a muscle that must be conditioned if red looks puzzled. It's because of his condition Because decoding these lyrics is a mental challenge. He's got a red fetish and he's mentally challenged He said he just battles for friendship the bars are complex, but he nods and he pretends that he gets it He's been affected in school life hash from buying the desk you struggle to communicate and just buying the desk Yes, that's why j-red hates me. I've got mdma. He's got a dhk It's strange. It's strange. He gives off a vibe. That's hard to put in words either only child or artificial birth So ain't nothing but a test to you, baby You don't fuck the cock not a lady But it's a shame because it's a kid. It was hard for red to stay winning. He had to stay at home Dad who stayed at home drinking It's strange thinking he's the clever one. He's never wrong. Marino the special one is best snapbacks the one with the propeller on But he's written hella songs and bars because it lets him live his fantasy. He hangs out in bars expecting fans to see He thinks he's famous as well. He's got a hood pass, but he made himself He said he said well my supercruise on a mission. I've got a vision of you and Ronnie Pickering Hey, I'm not dissing him but he gets government checks because he's soft in the head He gets a laptop Xbox, but don't call him a charity or make Red Cross. He's weird Spent all his money on shopping bags, so now we can't afford pose and goes to the shopping bags He sniffs coke until he gets stuffy in his nose and when he can't afford coke he'll just stuff in his nose He learned it all in a martial arts class and they only charged him one P to put a black belt around his arm and train him in the Art of Junkie He's like Bruce Lee with a needle equipped with a spoon and fucking quicker shit with the slickest of moves He could slip from this room ninja star when it wouldn't make a difference to you matter of fact in the time It's taken me to do this shitty scheme. He's probably popped out the room couple times for a sick to get twos You're a fucking waste man nothing about you is interesting You probably write your hobbies as reading books and interesting and I can tell by the way you look You're a bit of a simple breading because half of your bars and jokes sound like they were fucking nicked off penguins Where would I be well I'd probably be chilling at home smoking on a big fat lemon team whereas you'd be at home in leopard print smoking heroin and Rizla's made from ferret skin You see your girl she's got some skinny little head fat body with fat ankles come to think about it She's built like a bottle of Jack Daniel Which is ironic because every man seems to get a shot of her She just bottles up and pours out to the first man that's willing to take the top offer Some said reds are contender, but that's absurd. It's more of a stretch than a match sherry shirt But he's very hurts now j-red take care till his brains numb unstable long-faced j-reds run I'm relentless j-reds dull. He said he's monster, but j-red bull But I doubt j ready. Yeah, he's only micro wavy j ready break Whoever don't flop may be helping this guy better stop because j-red light I'm a playwright. You get no plays right. You need to do antics like red nose daylight Red nose daylight it's J vs. J right and it'll cost you because I've got skills like JJ a catcher While you're at work at weight rows or Costa your girl cheats a lot Diego Costa And it's wrong because she goes out of her way to cheat more. She takes a detour And we've seen it before he's under the thumb, but you get what you deserve She point and click and red alert And it's getting worse because while I'm good with money. I'm oh Faye you borrow from your girl You owe Faye And she definitely want to blow J. That's in me We met outside the library. It was a good start j-red while she blew like good at some park But it's looking dark cuz she's just a it's looking dark cuz now the tires are turned and it's hopeless, bro She's jumping shit to get motorboated Red knows he was living a lie now. He's living with a guy who gave him pink eye This guy sees phone numbers in the box. He's circling them J red assembled a jerk circle of friends He smokes herbs with them on the blunt wraps. He buys a red cherry, but to be blunt round two I crushed this fruit. That's red buried See in that round you actually spat the dopest of rhymes, but for once in a battle could you just fucking open your eyes? Now I'm gonna start this with some real shit Jay Dylan your mother is a bin you really think she loved you But she didn't she used to feed you drugs to you a thin but she'd always been your sports day though to lay a fat line A coke out for your hundred meter sprint And I should stab your girlfriend in a five foot asshole with a nine foot barge pole She's half troll with a large mole so she deserves to get her castle because you're both smack heads that don't leave your natural habitats You've probably got a needle tattooed on your back and that and your girlfriend She's got a spoon tattooed on her saggy flaps, but I find it kind of a my ring though that you both have matching habit tabs But CJ Dylan he's got this Basticated feet as a kid he always looked like a cunt we all had nikes But he had these hiking boots that he'd like to call air max minus one Because he got manhandled from a mad angle on his fandangles by Sam Samuels, but see me I'm not violent No, I won't grab you by your throat because you're a smiley bloke your two-front teeth look like the pause button on my sky remote It's going easy on this guy, you know Because I ain't even mad now but I'm quitting smoking so he can get the same fate as live because I don't mind putting these fags out Teeth so big he's got his mom's and his dad's mouth one tooth lives up north and one Throughout this whole bow J Dylan I've been looking at you thinking you're too funny Slow it down throughout this whole battle. I said J Dylan. I've been looking at you thinking you're too funny Let's go Close because I'm battle raps Ray Charles. You've got two dads Ray and Charles Your battles are boring like bird watching I'll bang your sister while your bird's watching You'll often hear red school is ultrasound. Well, I've seen your girls ultrasound. I saw the gap teeth. I was ultra proud Bragg about kill a crop. No, you know, you're only killer crops a fucking photoshop He thinks he's a class clown, but I know you're not you're not big here. Just a sideshow Bob Hey, they like my songs. I'm a tune so they cue in single file. You get no downloads. That's a single file It's simple right you bet on red you lose, you know, he's a snake on the ladder, but ain't got a clue though Hey, it's true though. You rap like an adolescent. You really should have had a lesson Every battles a car crashing then he loses. He never gets gassed and he's fuming and as for the girls He can't seduce them something in a drink. That's a bad solution Hey, it's true and I've got a hairline for you tonight. Yeah, mine might receive yours commit suicide If a it's true if I have to come with a comb over you've not got enough to run a comb over Red Salona because this J red things are bad luck and you're battle at some band bad luck You did beat live winter. That's funny. Well, you're the type of kid live winter in bully And you already lost a Ren DMC now you're working in subway BLT I roll like Darle BFG and we keep your girl company PLC. She even blew Ray DVD Before we wrap before we wrap without BMP and his Facebooks weird no pictures look no pictures of his bear Just links to Britain first So if this bottle gets vaulted, we know who's faulted is Hey, moving on from this is he a star. Yes, it's reggae pseudonyms jar red He said it's jar red my life's truly righteous. I listen to my tunes on my iron iPod Hey living in London with your cockney rhyming friends But now you in Leeds as a better dialect like fuck Jay Reddy's a pussy no doubt running his mouth But most of your mandem are brought back mountain Hey, I finally want for the future don't call it beef, but Harry Baker. Let's talk about teeth With an arse so fat it'd be breaking her spine you can't even please that bitch she'd be faking all them lines Your ho is a two my dame is a nine, but I still gave her this free willy and she had a whale of a time