 Back here at birthday's event number two, April Fool's is fucking dope, we had to come back for a second event. Shout out to all the staff for having us back for another Saturday afternoon. This is the end of the Raise the Bar Tour, the final London event, the final tour event as well, thanks to every single fan who's come out to all of those events. Okay, battle number three of the day, MC on my right-hand side making his return last battle and up to the test, reppin' higher rise from walls, make some noise for MG, let's go. MC on my left-hand side from London, from the August trial, she's seen his face in a lot of these London events, make some fucking noise for Sol Jits. He was one, he was one, he was one. All right, one minute's round because this is quite a short prep time when it's battles, we kept the rounds at one minute, Sol Jits won the flip and chose to go first, it was round number one, Raise the Bar, Sol Jits, let's go. Yo, my frequent fort was I need to get a rematch, but not against frequent fort, I need a Mr. Rematch. Oh, you inboxed us, you said you wanted to see that, Sol Jits vs. MG, who the fuck is he fan? I said I wanted Mr. Rea, man, he misinterpreted, gave me a mystery, man. What is it, some sort of don't flop challenges when three battles in a row unlock an unknown character? I didn't want to battle you, but Ur just kept inboxing me, so I guess I'm going to have to battle you. I'm going to battle him like I fucking hate him. Who needs Mr. Rea, I've got a Mr. Rea placement. I know I keep mentioning Rea, but it's cool, you can have this round, I've got you in two and three because I didn't even want this battle, this is you beat me, but you beat me, you've been here longer and everyone thinks you're as new as me, I'm team 13, but I might turn my back on that team, because I'm more like team 12, I brought a killer impact to this league. Now let me cut the tension, you're just irrelevant, even though you're battling me, I don't think you're relevant enough for me to mention. So tally, I've got respect for you cars, but these guys want to battle and they want it to be us, so when you're ready, I'm ready, let's set a date we could agree with, but make sure you don't back out last minute like Mr. Rea did. You don't need to eat. You shouldn't even have come here, you should find yourself back a yard, push all the protein to the side, you don't see your buddy a starve cop. If I get mad, I'll take a photo, your boy will get the picture that's after I let the chrome blow. I'm on a mission with my dog, tinting the toe-toe, act up, get banged up, now you're moving the slow-mo. Let me guess what your mum looks like, dog with horrid teeth, large with hobbit feet. She had a son starved you hardly eat, but in your bid, you was talking like you're scoffing, but that money clip showed me there was hardly any peace. But that money clip showed me there was hardly any peace. Ah! What's up with the bar, Jay? Nek of the woods. You lost in my neck of the woods, like Ansel and Gretel, I ain't Bon Jovi, but you will rock and roll when I'm banging that heavy metal. You see, me bro, I don't freeload, I slang through to them reload, for them peas, I'll play with keys like Stevie, but the difference is I see notes, I'll bring the mash for these chickens, so if these got peas, it's all gravy, I'ma have me a Sunday roast. That's how you do it. Tighten, let's go, roll one. One of these shit. Listen. Fuck, you made me do it. What the fuck am I? It must be in the water. It must be in the water, for real. I'm not s- Oh yeah, that's it. Fuck it now. The N word was negro. He's more than bleak old. Rizzlers from the red packet actually get used when he rolls. Look. Your mum's older than my nan. Older than my dad. And they had kids at a normal age. Now imagine your dad on a stage talking about moving weight, holding the gauge and getting all up in the youngest face it's weird, so at your age. Stop looking for grime sets for 48. You're not going to gloat from grime, it's too late and you're only here because your flex bliss is made. So what? You think you're going to win because your mates flex bliss it? I'm the definition of punches in a battle like flex digits. And if you don't get it, then you won't get it. I'm not repeating my bar bro, because I've got them hard punches making you do a greater flick than Marlowe. Look, if it's beef, you're going to have to soldier it soon. I'm a top weight general. This soldier is fruit. Because I does me and I bossheed. I smell pussy and soldier it's you. Soldier it's you. I make you commit to a side if it's beef you better know Ninjitsu. I smack guys. I bring fists to you. I'm smack white. I'll bring clips to suit. One bum hits you. Plus if it hits you, you'll be like a sheet of toilet roll. Lost in shit suit. I can put a blade in his hand put the strap to his head and make him stab himself like Yoshi Mitsu. I can see him in straw shorts with a spear in a bush saying wash hunting for this. I shot him blast. Pellets tear up your body fans before you freeze up in the morgue and leave him in a body bag. You don't plow shit. You ain't really moving snow. You don't blout shit. You don't let the two really blow. Who you fooling? I'm a teacher. I'm a schooling. Finks is living in a gangster's paradise. Coolie, y'all. You're microwave meal. That's something I call quick food. So if I see your neck holds ice like an igloo, bang! These shots will feel like chemotherapy when your wig disappears like cancer come to get you. Time. This is the raise the bar tour. Well, the end of it. During this tour about sniper EMP soldier judging from this battle, the bars that were raised have been lowered. You'll rather prove that you're a goon than actually being a grown-up. So fuck it. I'll break down a goon till we realize he needs to grow up. Because he always talks about moving weight. Nobody gives a damn. To me, you can't be moving heavy weight because MG stands for milligram. You're not even a weight that makes the zoo. You're not even the weight that leaves the room. You're the weight that gets stuck in the ground and falls on the carpet and gets vacuumed. Being a goon ain't cool anymore. Especially on don't float. You can ask sniper E. The only goon in here is most pro. Fucking hell. And you're here for a combat, but I'm here to set him straight. Because for after this battle you won't even be known as MG. He'll just be known as Flex Bliss, it's me. That's a minute. If it's beef, I'm a pickup man. I can't cheat the strap like a blackjack of clubs when I use that dick and you can pick up five. 28 grams, time nine. Is that all the time you're ever going to pick up nine? So don't piss off mine. Well fuck guns. We can go toe-to-toe, stick up your dukes and I'll stick up mine. I was supposed to class hook. Two up up in the morning and realize, let me fuck up. Me didn't think he was a Chinese man. Tell me jump on the tube and find out he was a black man. Meeting, let me fuck up. But you're not Chinese. You're not a ninja. Not true. He was a black man. Meeting, say your fuck up. Soul Jitsu. You're called that. This nigga's so dark. If you turn off the lights, you won't see him unless he smiles and he's got them S-16s. Time. Time, that's the father. Where the fuck was he from? I remember the start. Verb T, Soul Jitsu, MG. I actually really enjoyed it. Like, both made me laugh. Both had some good lines. I think the first round I gave to Soul Jitsu, I think I might have given it to MG if it wasn't for the slip, but I gave it to him. The second round gave to MG. The third one, MG. The sweet performance in the end was a bit more powerful. Made me laugh. He had a better presence and generally just took it, I think, based on that. Yeah, MG. To be honest with you, that was a sick battle. I had to go down to the last round for me to the side and I gave it to MG to clear you off the performance. Like, his performance was just much more stronger than Soul Jitsu's. He couldn't take it off. Like, Soul Jitsu had sick bars, but I just think the performance on that hole he just kind of took it. The confidence kind of carried it. So, yeah, man, MG. So, it's back here. This is our third battle of the day. It was Soul Jitsu versus MG. Soul Jitsu is the newcomer from last year. MG has been in the league for a little while, making his return. But it was a unanimous decision. Picking up another win. It's MG, basically. Are you joking, G? Stop jumping in my face. Tell them I'm poking, G. Yeah? No homo. I'm like, you're a gangster. You're a gangster. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.