 Yes, what's going on? It's your boy as always you know the score don't flop all fucking day shots to jam We're having us back again This is the official debut of the new series for 2014 and 15 don't flop beat fighter big up natural and dots for Starting shit off in absolute pure class. That was amazing. Make sure you watch that an m board obviously This is beat battle on beat battle number two for the beat fighter series MC on my right-hand side He's had one back and don't flop. This is first on beat clash from Bournemouth make some noise for Ray man. Let's go On the left hand side had his tryout battle against C major a couple years ago now doing his first on beat battle as well From Brom makes a noise for young mage. Let's go Right chose off camera young mage. We're gonna go first is three rounds on beats. We've got two 16s He's something yet to go to 16s per beat switch up the format every battle Whatever the MCs want to 16s per beat 16 number one on young mage. Let's go Yeah It starts faith in your animator You're rapping basically play we may not smash you facing hot enough to take the flame straight from the dragons that you're chasing Then I blow me your face. That's you were raising and playing boy You're trying to spot but when it comes to arms You ain't got none you're a man and I'm raised off waiting patient with a shotgun State soldier on road like rain drovers, but I take over they told us boy escape over you How do you ever think you'd be a threat to me I'll raise you now Next to me See you down The street of war with my enemies, you never see my pedigree. I'm Symmetry and even if I say how do you think you'd be ahead of me? I'm looking at the strength and I can't see I'm gonna cheat look at your bars Every time Yo a term time you find young mace in one place outside the school's front gates with a blunt speed But on issues from where this guy has gone and dog graves to bury these young girls once he showed them his comfies What I don't want to hear me speaking up when it comes to the folks when I heat it up I know that I'm ugly of my teeth and fuck but I call your mom my squirrel So the force I put my hands out what you eat for nuts say what you want But oh then I'm on a second on the beat even if I'm steaming drunk That's just a preview with the dark shit. He's only holding squeezing smooth. Oh 20 says he barks it This broke joke don't suck no peas can't afford weed so sick. He's is the only time he sparks shit You can catch me out on the hustle squeezing it up holding his mom's Jack Russell In the whole star shit to win the duffel four dogs in the wick in the boot wearing muzzles Can everybody open out their pockets cuz it's looking like someone stole it summer Bench chromosome You look like you pin both your eye sockets and got bust in a mouth with a total around Benjamin's cocoa Skin like clay family. We had the same fuck brain man I'm gonna play the villain and I'll kill him any level that I play in my throwing boulders Helicopter hair and gonna save you from yo, I'm in the field you bring the dog out Then you don't all right, but tonight you want to run out. I'll give you man a chance, but let him do some running He's looking like he's gonna win that I'll just get spun out the tights cause a fight and then run So I don't want to hear your lies get a fuck out. We go a senior girl the other day He didn't wait because I've never recognized her off the box from going out and ready. You're not my levels and drop You make me want to sit for the squad that's dope dealers off the corner that I'm putting in work You go to heaven or heaven Look, I'll kill you in one round. I don't need to a free Showdown someone's gonna die. You know me. I don't believe this guy talking like a true MC And you know the reason base white. Oh, you ain't G You see what I did base white. Oh, you and G's gonna take a lot more than you do me a double time Just like the two MC's look is the only time you're through with holding chicks and climate trees and weekends is the only time You're holding stick scheme. Oh, my son Curtis rapper I'm the enigma of a villain is that elect don't matter. My bars are like a hundred bullets make your DNA splatter Bring a arsenal of rhymes to stop your bullshit Chatter my prospects are flawless your commitments is tatters your contents are cake your voice is bleak as your grandma To be honest, I've done this bar to say how much I hate cracker It's all for one statement your pen game shit Oh, he's a long scheme to spend days with when everyone wonders what the endgame is Who's it all up to some dead gay this I don't rate this guy I don't rate your swag coming to the clash like the biggest Eminem fan like I bought J Milo repeat and I rap and I went to the shop for a shirt and a cap And you still live at home with your mom's young better. That's comfy leaving the battle and going more to a Junkie turn your benefits on addiction. You always have to go hungry That's why you look tasty and frail you keep losing but you're taking it well My advice would be to join your mom grab the tin foil go have a tasting in hell You're not a cool kid then you're a loser you go gets good brain like tutors. You went hard. You just got cheap bars That's why I'm and call you a bruiser Ben's only had one is on his computer like yeah I'm a bus for my duty, bro. I come to your house straight to your room a boss your head top with your route And then I reboot you you're a snake like a hair on the juicer I'm a beast when I'm standing with Puma and I don't want to make plans or shake hands because I don't like rain And I'm not Kruger. You don't get no sex. You're a loser or your bus right with your balls in the hoover No good with lines get a ruler may some dangerous up top like tumors try getting loud or mute You won't go around for my gold straight through you. You can't match any tax time mate. You're acting you're gay I'll know what to say, but I let man spray even though it's just lame in his face on the bay I'm gonna stay okay. Yeah, but I still tell man straight that you might ride words But you know in life makes look don't get too complacent a long time ago Your mom was six man deep in a local pub basement In nine months later out pop little John Mason the rehab clinic for the family vacation a new father each week will make an Arrangements by each one to get back to the basement to rape him He's running a finger through his hair so nowadays he can't stop thinking about it and shaving say what you want I don't care just don't think you're amazing. I don't be sweet as we're thinking that ever Jason Fuck you take with a long stick until it's breaking. If you think you're ready for this occasion You'll get a body bag that we're headed to the station In town spending a few pounds in your girlfriend and I was I who's your mister head went down as you found what you Pointed at stage three on the evolution picture like with bars to get burnt in seconds You're big for your boots fine wants to fit you the first time I've seen you one words of weapons I'm a chronicler brought down his younger sister one mouth bigger than yours at Vaughn mouth And that's where you live. No, I think that I speak for the whole of the room when I say please don't have kids So if it comes to the night that you're chill with a girl and you have sex then use a rubber Cuz if she ain't a 10, which I know that she won't be a kid's gonna turn out Yo, Benjamin's hating and winning is failing can someone get shot of it. Yo, it's Benjamin's hating and winning is failing can someone get shot of it Yo, it's what's only happy when he's in the bed in this band man on top of it Yo, is he black is he white is the angel no like man. I really must bother it Yo, but how you gonna call yourself right now? No one can figure your origin. Yo Okay, look yo mate, you know I said pasting the types of piss away away to get way But he's shit tracks that ever get played away to let it come to the camera baby Won't survive we but you can keep selling the sage. Yo, what the fuck stop with the sky the seven in trace Say you won't both get him on stage drop back for the greasy chat car your local sweet You don't want to be crime artists. Yeah, a hopeful geek. You better be one one. Oh, honey any views. Oh, that's Pete And it's funny come on. Oh, they're doing your local scene. Yeah, you'll put no working Still take baby steps steps into the ring They think that's all come through like Jake's the next to make a mistake You know when I take the fence something's going to carry on. I'll get your dead dad But I know what he's on. He's gone and he got Yo, see Rayman's not established. He's rhyming average. He needs some practice and reel around me venue plastic This watch and actress you go to retching fam. I smashed it and I splashed it and I passed it Don't believe what I said you can check in the need for mattress, then you're a sack and been bad They've never been hard. They've never been tired with those I've been on the map but I've been in the library boy I've been writing loads and they got me going to bed. I'm a hit and we take me posting clothes That's Rayman's done light on this fun show man. I was iron goals. I was iron goals for my name I'm arriving slow with a rival scope. No games. I'm a raising name. Got a name that I leave with the rival ghost No chance at a title bro with a Mike Ray, man. I get spiral Okay, they want it bars over jokes. Well, I'ma bring it make this known on his own road We're getting known all over England We make that dope music and people actually listen that can even make the death jam like Russell Simmons I'm a soldier in this war. You're just another civilian In a surprise time just get hit with that crossfire when I'm spitting I don't need your girl in the students to get a thing and I didn't steal your poultry But in my bed, I've got your chicken. Look, I don't believe your bullshit bars I ain't no fiction fan. After this, they'll say Wait into man because I'll punch you in the face. You run into the road Get hit by a bus, lumpy red substance everywhere. Now, that's bricks to Jack People taking pictures, uploading on Instagram Me, I just sit back chill with a split then scrap My bit of advice from this battle would be to stop rapping And go help your lonely mom with her addiction plan Got barbed with a bit spam chest, no AC All your little MCs sound basic I'll go hard and they hate it I'm driving the spaceship, try chasing wild You're the past fools back from the latest I write lines that will shine like Vegas I'm spitting like these, but a kid and MCs got the greatest Thundering ladies, cause they ain't running no race on basis They might approach me when I'm faded I don't want to have no talk about many of your plans if we ain't on a first day basis So I don't care if we DJ places I don't care if you man them rapists If you hate on my shit then hate it Plus I'm still in your girlfriend's playlist I'm still gonna get namazadean, still gonna get looked for in the ladies Still gonna go hard every time that I'm barming That's if I rate real for the babies I'm still grinding, still lazy You ain't reaching the bar that I'm raising As you remain in the grand nice status, cheer You ain't got that seat in my way but I might piece up try and catch me Plus I'm in your girlfriend's angry that she's with you But the bitch can't have me I'm grinding alright and the song's so full in the phone And I think I'm crazy No love man, I go real hard, I believe it If you're walking like Bambi That's when your man can't stand me That's why I'm getting in your skin like acne Not having to stay nice But I love a try cross-sign that I can be Come on ladies, love girls wanna bang me Cause the right lines are hotter than Tandy Yeah, did it But I didn't mean it Yo I didn't mean it Drop a 24 daggers like a stick in your back You can't even freestyle and sound shit on a track I guess the fact of the matter is I'm sick of it Rap that real rap shit To it you will pay an interest And this can't hear about as natural as incense Fuck