 ATL, this is Don't Flop Resurrection, y'all make some noise, one-two. Yeah! Look at that, Vape 2, this is the Vape 1, the Vape 2 is in stores right now. I got my man, Earl, of course, y'all already know. Let's give my Resurrection 2nd Atlanta event, hopefully it's gonna be 3, 4, 5, 6. Shout out to everyone from all over America coming up for this one. You also got my man, Nino Blast, his name is a fucking monster, if y'all haven't seen it. The Luminati Reject is his latest project, please download that, it's on that page, incredible. Talk to him, you know what I'm saying? You already know what it is, it's Nino Blast, add Nino Blast on Twitter. Shout out to Don't Flop Resurrection. Yeah! It's good. Alright, cool, battle number 2 tonight, man. Another debut on my right-hand side, we got Max, makes some noise. Yeah! Don't sleep, don't sleep, Damascus, clothingapparel.com. Pull me down. Ha! Alright, to the left, all the way from LA, we got my man, Megadeth, y'all give it up, please. Hollywood Gumbars Dive EDU, Fresh Coast, Elephant Graveyard, Pixelate Night Crew. Here we go. Let's give it up for us. Alright, round number 1 of Megadeth, let's go. I heard it all before, jokes about styles of beyond Dave Mustang, but when Megabustangs, it'll be a bullet out the barrel the size of a Mustang. I have this wop in this Mustang looking like red beans on Rustangs. I'm out on the street dumping, dumbin', dumbin', I'm cocaine numbin', my gun's wounded. Why? It must rain. You think I'm gonna let this faggot eat off my plate? No way you wop vulture. Go ahead, take a bite. Go ahead, take a bite. Italians always get shot in the middle of dinner. Pop culture. Gave me the samurai sword, so you gonna catch the Hattori Hanzo fade. That's right, metal scar up this Italian. You lookin' like Lucky Luciano's face. By debut, that nickel and diamond would beat Megadeth. You well wishin' this Irish chop up hype and that's right, it's Hell's Kitchen. I know you love my style, faggot, but all you gonna do is bring hate. He from Florida called the coroner. I'm flashing on him in his crew like it's spring break. I'm fuckin' your bitch. Bitch, until the springs break, I let her know that. I let her know her man's a snitch. He went the pig route. Your style's ass. And you blast trays? Ass tray. Of course, I'm gonna smoke around you till I put the sig out. This shit really got me laughing. You gassing this broke down Hyundai Asken. It got me standin' in a puddle of this blood. I'm askin' her why'd you pick the crocodile that done drug the grizzly bear down to the bottom of Lake Placid. Your bitch inbox me said the juice got you small, pathetic, weak, flaccid. You need to update your software homie with your bin laggin'. I felt bin dead. I felt bin dead. You fuckin' faggots. You battle as bin faggots. You went from GT to DF. You're a little Hollywood. That's bin savage, but you definitely not bin savage. You just elame bragging, blamin' about how you bin blamin'. Me, C.I.A. train. That ain't bin ladin'. Gun so big, have megas wrist draggin'. Type of shit to have your face ipsin'. Ribs draggin'. It's the type of metal to pull this bully in the past. Like Big Ten. I start... I start freestylin' like a fat Chicago rapper when I pull out this big cannon. I get why you sweatin' like it's hot in here. You got a glock to fear. Alright, you win. Me, boy. I've bulked in death grip. Pinch the trigger like Spock is here. I'll go to jail for puttin' a flame to your back like the Rocketeer. No, I said I'd go to jail for puttin' a flame to your back and then I'll rock a tear. Gunbar's not into you shit. Yeah. Gunbar's not into you shit. It's a battle. Shut up, vanilla ices. Yo. So, sonny, hit me up, right? Like, yo, mags. I want you to battle this older veteran. He's an Oakland legend. I promise you, you won't expect it. I said who? He said Megadeth. Why, you don't accept it? I told him, check it. If he dies, he dies. So roll the credits. I'll roll up in his rowing session. Smoke what's left and tell him roll a second. If he say no, forget it. If he say no, forget it. I'm a pokest chestin' cause I know my leverage. Pocky check. Shoulder check it. This is the type of fight you get no respect for. You get no respect. I'm just telling you, this is for your own protection. I'm so dyslexic. One minute, I'll think I'm coming with the left hand. Then what? Hold a second. I'll raise that right like a co-defendant. I'm in attendance on days and you won't admit it. Last time he even showed his sentence to him, he's like, no, go and fix. Train cloned assistant when this throws a biscuit. This bitch's so pathetic. Round me, you shouldn't show your necklace. First thing he asked Sid was to show him both the exits. You brought your gay homey here? Well, you both could get it. Wave by his ear like a Hogan entrance. So relentless, catch a round like a loaded western and catch this bonus round like a cold and techie. Bones connected. They gonna have to piece you back together like Nestle Mumble and a broken satan. I mean, after I press them, I'm guessing not cause he transformed into a bitch. He's a mega or a Megan Fox. The left hand, this on him like Megan's pops. Hear that useless ramen bout back in the day and how you was grinding or you was an iron or how you left the cow into like you was mying or that is foolish lion. You may be fooling them, but you ain't fooling Ryan. Next round I'm a crucifying. The whole time they gon' think you was dying. No Lucius, lion, dog. Blood sport. Your chrome gonna split me like Van Damme. He'll tell you how he goes to the bar. He'll get a firebird. But it'd be no shame when he'd stay up all night writing a sheen mail. That's a trans am. I kidnap your fam. I'm in the van in the Grand Canyon, Grand McKenna, Blam Nat. Overseas I pull a couple triggers at two. White boy lost in the desert with a gun bigger than you. You? But Sonny gave you the coldest toasters. You and Spider got chrome and hostess. Bring me a swarm of vulture. I'll put you in ground like horticulture to shoddy snap your neck back like you on a roller coaster. Claiming you blaze 50. Stevie Seagal, he marked for death. I'm putting screws in his face like I brought Jamaicans with me. I'm coming barrel after barrel like I'm making whiskey. It's tombstone. Doc Holliday out west, I'm known to get drunk. I don't pop bottles or pop trunks. I don't see trouble. I talk shit. I probably see double. Are these bullets even reaching them? It don't matter. I'm Doc Holliday out west. I get drunk. I see double. I got two guns. That's one for each of them. I got your crew going. I got your crew going. Oh, oh, here come the hammers. But it's no parachute pants. It's just two hammers of parterre shooting past. I'm putting bullets in your mother's house a couple holes in the complex. I'll give that hole a complex. I'm holding nothing smaller than a desi. That's a Napoleon complex. Hand to hand or let that gauge lift. But even sunny bam like fam, god damn mega. How'd you sneak in a spaceship? I'm point A in my main spaceship shift. I don't need a standard gauge to AK. Baby box cut the 38 crane kick making brain drip. All that juice, you still couldn't box mega. Fucking like a U-Haul. Two barrels. I backflip them. That's a great mood of moonsault. It's not that I'm being rude. Just lose the attitude. I'm not in the mood to have to shoot y'all. I'm the dirtiest white boy out. You gonna wash me? Fuck taking a bath. We on mushrooms. We crushing moonsaults. I have the nine grand, the nine glam. I'll turn this situation into RuPaul. I wronged you. I'm the wrong dude. You out of time, John Q. I'm on cue to rat you like a Q-Paul. Keep cool. I got that tool. I'll leave this fool smoky like a pool hall. He ain't really big machete. I know it's real blood. I'm a butcher like Abdul, y'all. No mags. I said I got a mag. I'll butcher your abs if we get in the duel, y'all. I'm about to leave this fucking fruit cup on ice like air shed. Now if you're friends with this piece of trash, then this should come as no shot. When you battle, when you battle a blackout four, you text Luke. Piece of trash so this should come as no shot. At blackout four, when you battle Lex Luthor, you said, and I quote, you should go to them pussies and don't flop because their guns don't pop. And look where you're at, bro. Look where you're at, bro. That's called putting yourself in your own box like in a fucking vault. Stop with both of the vaults. Lock. These guys should boycott your whole shit. Like, no reaction, no props. I mean, it's ironic how a year ago, you wanted to throw shots, but then you're here on your own guap like it's sunny and there are shots. You're backstabbing faggot. Like, why should they be fans of you for? Mandible claw. They sent me in to handle you and handle this loss. Fuck your apologies. I've never been a fan of remorse. I'd rather give death metal like cannibal corpse. You scay little boy who won't reveal his government name. That means the threat of a possible name flip has you that fucking ashamed. Stop running away. How bad could it be, Matt, Dustin or Dave? I mean, I wish you could consider quitting life if you're that fucking ashamed. You're stuck in the lane and killing yourself would be your best plan but the only time he crypt the metal is when he's doing a kickstand but he's on tiny chat with the webcam lighting the lead blam but as soon as you go to pop it, it's a comedy death jam. Oh, my bad. Oh, my bad. So you really strapped with the cow junior? I mean, we all gonna make a line. Make a why. Step in line. What the fuck is megatron? Being deaf is something we knew. What? Now, make a blind plus if everybody knew that he blew with mega mind. Never mind. Never mind. Never mind. Because by now, never mind. Because by now we hate your guts. You shady fuck. It's like you know them but when you pass them, you don't say what's up. You can kiss them. You can kiss them. Front. I'm Bob Sapp with the K-1 gloves. But if I put this L-Matic to your core mega, say one love. Actually, it's cool. I really appreciate it. In my debut, I got GT dukey tear. All in steroids. I still be smacking them steroids to fuck up out you. I promise nobody in this room know anything about you. But that's funny. You on that junk, you like mega, you still get high. But you kind of remind me of Tupac Bishop. You got the juice but you still gonna die. You mean, you so pathetic, you got the life setbacks. Mega wipe you like a wet nap. I seen the pictures of you bitch on Facebook. Pussy like a scar-lack pin. I was just trying to dip like Boba Fett with the jet pack. Definitely not a vassal blaster. But that's all right. You and Spider out there pushing crack like a stress fracture. I mean, am I gonna whisper? Is it just an audio or is it just adios? Are we out here talking about Iraq or slinging crack or both coke dealing to pay some college loans? I mean, right now, this is the age of Obama drones. Acknowledge me and your mama sleeping Roxy Cotton out the back of your mama's home and make it out of there. You know, he out of his Roxy Cotton pick in mind that even your mama knows that I'll probably have in your punk-assly Florida like Vamanose. I ain't the type to look back. I just push past and pushing packs at your baby daughter's book bag. No one knows you. You got zero sphene and you're, er, I'm that hero's she-man. That's the bomb is smoke. I chill with dishonest folk. I diss the honest folk. I have you upstream with a paddle without a boat. Motherfucker. Motherfucker, you are just another pussy fuck that that magnum tear like the condom broke. Oh. This motherfucker actually said in a battle, listen, I got a military addition, hundred round vintage extend clip in M4 laser fission, silencer equipped with a carbon fiber finish. Bro, technically, not like it even matters, but who gives a fuck if your silencer is carbon fiber? Reality check. You're not a sniper. You're an- Reality check. You're not a sniper. You're an interior gun bar designer. And right before he starts the fire, they look back and say, oh my God, bro, is that carbon fiber? This is just sad to see. It's actually not you at all. Stop acting mean, but classroom me down goes half your team. Catches two, 50 rounds like Zach LaVie. Off and nothing. I mean, you don't even ball a nothing. You just get the caught up, you just get the caught up bad name that's called McLaughlin. You know, when you're shorty saw me coming, she'll have you boogie in the sack. What's that? The Marcus Cousins. Big shit. Get your wigs, whatever's good. When they ask to tap your shit, they'll tell them sure. I'm run through mega, I'm run through mega hood in a 5x mega hood. Send the slug in his, send the slug in his waist deep. That'll do mega good. I'm catching his body in Atlanta. Bad manners. None of my lads. Bad Santa. I grab his head and neck, mega plex, back slam. No elephant yard. I'm Jack Hannah. If you want to go mega, home wrecker. You love your bitch, go get her. You asked for this shit. You wanted somebody dope mega. You just had a beta alpha, so that's a body of omega. Beta alpha. Unless you pay me with this view. Nothing eight dollars more than I'm taking on your dream.