 When I'm from it's a jungle, I ain't lyin' all you see is dead snakes that will line and light you up in the staircase for not even a monkey. I know a couple man that will theme for some skunk weed, so for less than a V, bruh. I can have your old crib looking like a ceiling to motion. Yo, what's good? Don't flop all fuckin' there. We are back here at sub89 in Reading as our second event in Reading of 2016. We're about to get into the penultimate clash of the evening. MC on my right hand side, coming off a fucking classic grind. Clash of dialect at checkpoint number two. MC on my right hand side. Make some noise for Bilzar. Let's go. I'm gonna let my man Danny Jack say who's on the left. Let's get into the class. Let's go. Yeah, yeah. It's my man Danny Jack on my left hand side. My man Danny Jack. Come on, bruh. I am my own man. Let's try that again. Let's say it's Danny Jack. No, my man Danny Jack. Yo, it's Danny Jack. On my left hand side, please make some noise for Dobb White. My man Zed. Let's go. Bang bang. Let's go. Yeah, it's Bilzar, beat fighter tournament. It's five past two a.m. Friday. We're about to get into it. It's penultimate clash of the evening. Who's going first? We flipped a coin on Bilzar. Yeah, all right, cool. We've got three beats covering from South Point on the decks. Make sure you check out the links in the description. It's gonna be round number one on Bilzar. And whatever you want, bruh. Let's go. Hey, yes, yes. Can you hear me, yeah? Hey. Okay, so you think you're nice. Now you did it with a different side. And whoever said you could win the fight gave you an advice. You trapped shit and get banged like from Brazil. Thought I was gonna say, Dylan White, I bought different bars. Cause it's a different fight. And in London, they thought we was close. They're gonna see you ain't fucking with the kids tonight. I'm on a different vibe. We've got a different goal. So no, do your own shit. Your nose is looking like every time you spit it grows. By the looks of things you've been spitting loads. Must be a bitch to blow your sneeze once and use the whole kitchen roll. But it's clear you've been gifted, bro. With a free and stick and a six inch nose. But hey, Ferris, you need to know that I'm not it. I play Ferris dealing with a straight savage. Turn up smack your wife in a burger and fuck up your range marriage. Zayn Malik. You look like Zayn Malik. And my man had a crash, got brain damage. Yeah. And I was like, wait, let's get it in, star. Shift palm, flick parts and a pink farm in charge. Now Bill's ass never been on. Flick bars to these twins. Ars in an ink guard. It's shit to the crew that you're in, dawgs. Big shift, drip bruise like a vineyard. Instinct, shrink, shrink, start off, flink cart in charge. When I show around like a ring card. Flink bars with you in a bet. Zenith sent to the Elf chemist. When I get heli, she wear wet letters. Try the next minute. Seth Ellis can't get in on the track. Set in that jet. Ennis, let's get it in. Bring a bridge ring. Stay close to the toll stone like a breadwin. Come to the end. Scream for the friends. Link can leave the last man in instinct. Get sick, let's fix. Never heard of CD on air, no ED. Never seen a TV, you wear SVD. Me ever seen him on air and we're dead. Couldn't get a three-hour share. Trash with dialect, decent. I swear, boy, I'm talking way over again to professor. Feeling full of battle. Forget air, raw, sour, sleep. For the share, raw, for the record. Please explain to me why this little pussy all wants to play with me. You getting hung out and left to dry without a fair trial like Steven Avery. So don't act like you big. You have a rich... Somebody please explain to me why this little pussy all wants to play with me. You getting hung out and left to dry without a fair trial like Steven Avery. So don't act like you big. You have a rich... How you gon' manage when battling a man who is actually sick? Punching and in the tic. Grabbing a strangle, the bitch. Put her in a headlock. Your persona's way colder over your desktop. Definitely broke. I know you don't get what. Go looking like a fat Jody and let Scott tell him about ice. It's why it didn't happen, dog. He was on the front line, battle gone. They said to attack and charge. You ran up to man and started rapping, boss, so they kicked you out. Told you, fuck back to England now and blow yourself up when you get back home. You must have misunderstood or maybe they mispronounced. Could you still hear? Trying to get your music high per? Shit, I thought you were the retired. But it's good that this music tells you go over the credentials for a new backer. And you're looking like Adam Beacon. If he hadn't eaten, get back at Beacon. See you're black because he's leaving. Haven't beaten any man of reason. No battle of grievance. See you're like Benjamin. Got shit bars for the pattern decent of a violent reason. For the fashion even. Ask for your hairline. Bum is leaving like Saturn BC. And for the man in Sweden. Check with D. Turn to his shambles. Give him a favorite example. I don't want to hear about Pop Pop. Your son of a mulligan billy boy ain't working that angle. Same old story. Chat about Tory. Your gal's got a backpack that I didn't laundry. Jump in the chariot. Wanna talk weed? Did you get it? Like a Maureen. Four piece. Stay clever. That's why the kid remains undefeated. Like Mayweather. But it's a mismatch. So cool. This match off. You got shanks. Yeah, you stole from your dad's kebab shop. A camera in your room. Hey. Listen. Yeah. Yo, it's a mismatch. So cool. This match off. You got shanks. Yeah, you stole from your dad's kebab shop. A camera in your room. Ice is flagging the backdrop. And a manual on how to create a bomb up on your laptop. Your bitch a fat slob. The dirtiest of holes. And your dick don't really fit. So when you fuck you use your nose. You just undo a zip. Because she's stuck up in her clothes. You like a shitty actor. The way you struggling with roles. That's her peaking. Titty's looking like these things. This cum walks around acting like Leeds. He needs him. Still I couldn't name one classic that you've been. And if this was fight night. You wouldn't even make the prelims. Because you ain't in the section. A rule came with little hope. County carry potential to fool. Die elect was first. I guess you next to the store. Got me dead in off leads. Like an electrical fool. Done. But bars all done and with doors. He couldn't pause with it. Told me if you were fucking with Raw. So I think that Billy's ready yet then. Brother suppose. Will see Billy Elliot. When it gets put on his toes. Up on him. Goss in a one round. I come through a punch out. No rush. How I come loud. So I'm like John Cow. Spawn around when you clash with Lex. Like the prep. I'll scalp your head. For fucking with the die. Like Alpha Yed. Pop pot. You ain't no snooker. Tight reddish shouting dot dot. Couldn't ever put the lines together. Right to gather with Dot. But you ain't holding a prep. He's more like Dot from EastEnders. Getting smart in the set. Show me respect. And nobody is called as me yet. Nobody's step. And no one poorly shoot. That owes me a debt. So chat shit. Till we grab sticks and roll to your set. And I leave tape everywhere. Like I just broke a cassette. Known to the feds for a rep for man. Thinking living ghetto fam. Till I put your kids on the bricks. Like Lego land. Tessa can't come. Thinking I'm a catapult. Might a fuck with die. But I'm a different type of animal. Boom. Man I spit in 64 bars and a 24 bars. Aye. Cool. And I'm not in next rhythm. Happens to me every time. Cos. Yeah. Cos y'all shit, bro. Let's get it cracking. You're definitely losing. Nah, bro. Nah. Man can't say nothing. Clash not done yet, bro. Drink. Aye. Better bury him now then, yeah? Let's go, bro. I like no long talk. My lyrics are sparing lyrics. Let's show them what I've won. But bring up everyone in. Bring up everyone in. Know what time it is. Yo. Listen. Let's get it cracking. Puss in. Yo. I'm like wait. I will get bills out. Wait. Fuck bills out. Well, like your bills aren't paid now. I really, really think that it's been in our name when it's something like our case. In our case now, wait. Me and it really aren't same. Trying to make a name up to me. Now I'm naming my jets when I'm partaking a party. So I put it in a box like in a valley. Wait. Let me get straight to the stopper. Three flames that I make waves in the water. Bill's out looking like Adrian. Pops on pops like that. That's the opinion border. Hate to the farmer. Commit your offer. I don't really care what you pay to the quarter. Can't watch in the England games. The only time he's ever seen change in the corner. Hey, yo. You better talk to Raj. Tell him that I'm more advanced. I don't even bag ride. I win the quarter France and smash the Grand Prix in a normal car. Fuck all your boring bars. You ain't sick, fam. Sick to the dialects. I'm like a wristband. Got no chance of winning this shit. I'm the man for the job. Like big Sam. Kill a man casually. Just another prick talking about Dragon Ball Z. You feel the crowd with so much hope. Then you flop like the England national team. So we're to really reign you. First thing you want, dog. My man played you. Now I'm to the plan to escape. Don't matter what angles you take. Because the angles you take can't save you. This. Come on, here's where the fucker is. My man cook fuck a bitch with a cup of this. You want to chat about cash today? I'll put you down. Get in chat more times. Call a switch. Come on, quick. From your chip that I've got a fish. Quick for my dick. So I'm gonna ditch you. Don't cook a rich. In the bitch, I know you're not broke. No balls for the robot. But walk up on golf or no. You ain't gonna bark at nine. All my dogs, then, why you no arc at nine? Rattach, attack. No way in half to find. Two arms in the sky. No piss on my feet. Flip the rhyme. Shift on it into wine. I made him stand and stall. And the fish survived. Want to chat about dog for the millionth time. Simple fight. No, didn't get your sense on the crime. Didn't want to patch with Zeng grab this gang. But like a rat in them. And now I don't want to hear about ganks. The way you with your fellow rich shopping. That's why men go out to them. No masterminds to change. Grab the yang. Get pissed. They will bash again. Bashed again. They will bash them. Bashed again. And you pay five or so. Banks again. Back to your 40. You can win the titles apart. Your own flow. This shit requires some bars. Come through, start lighting your arse. Getting lyrics back to back. When I do for rows of titles, man. Use the same monotone. Flow and rely on that. How you can hide from that. Fuck that flow. That flow. That shit is in the triangle. That's all. Let me show you that it's easy to do. Speaking the truth feels at least in the proof. We shoulda do give them a poor weed. Then there's who you get to prove to nobody. Fuck off. Told you. Let me show you that it's easy to do. Speaking the truth feels at least in the proof. We shoulda do give them a poor weed. Then there's who you get to prove to nobody. Keeping the new. But I don't like that. Cause that shit and your shit. That's it. So go home. Practice until dialect is a faggot. Nobody else is. The art of events is a road in the unbrows of the kensies. Let my wonder run home to the exes. Horsing the entrance. Horsing the exits. Never the races. Vot of the brexit. You couldn't be flow soul. Winner, you couldn't be flow soul. Yo, now we're. That sounds like a style of die. Why not write? I bring a kind of shite. Guys trying to fight. I bring a kind of lie. Time to strike. Kick man with a 95-95. Work and I try to provide life to sight. What are they guys surviving? You're a senior. I'll tell you with a tiny fight. Trying to do up with a sideline. Miley sideline. Change it up. Lordy know all the blow. Lord, but I know you're broke. So call the plus noise. I brought my nonsense. Don't bang your gal. Cause it's not support. Hold me up. Know that I don't belong on the shore. Letting life run in y'all. I know why would I be your only all. Bitch, you give me free and life goes with y'all. Bam. That's cash. Don't make some noise. Whoa. Bam, bam, bam. Yeah, yeah.