 I've got fucking brilliant wordplay. An amazing boss. Yours would make a whole crowd collapse. People fall asleep when you rap. When I spit, the whole crowd collapse. Hey, 1, 2, 3, we are back here. This is Don't Flop Reading. We are here at Sub 89, battle number 2 of the building. We are here at the beat fighter tournament. 16 MC is going at it. One MC in the final at the end of 2016 will be crowned the first ever Don't Flop on beat champion. This is round number 1. I'm introducing MC number 3 of the evening from all the way up in Manning, North West. One of the best tryouts we had this year. My man Bobby Rex, make some noise. Let's go. Yes. Shout out to everybody who read and showed love. You know it's nothing but love from us. My man Danny Jack on my left. Let us know the other MC. Let's get into the bow. Yo, it's Danny Jack. Please log into facebook.com. I'm introducing the MC on my right-hand side. Please make some noise for press 1. Yeah, yeah, DFFD. All right, cool. They got three beats as well. My man Covey from South Point in the deck. You know, the score Bobby chose to go first is round number 1, battle number 2 of the night whenever my man wants. Let's go. All right, yo. Yo, yo, yo. Big up Bobby Rex. Big up Bobby Rex. Yo. Now if he starts telling people he don't like my rhymes then press 1 he's gonna have to press 999 because I ain't having it. Grabbing his neck and I'm fucking napping it. Battering and I've been screaming. Why is this happening? Never came to fight. I was only trying to battle him. Shut the fuck up you morpid. But Rex's name was suggested. Maybe you should have took it. Maybe you should have just stuck it out. Waiting for Briggs to go to hospital. Then you cut the battle. Danny Jack and losing to him is impossible. Losing to me is a fucking guarantee. I'll bet a bag on it that I couldn't even meet you in Arabic. I can learn my salhamada. Allah haqamah hamadih. I'll bet a bag on it that I couldn't even meet you in Arabic. I can learn my salhamah. Allah haqamah hamadih. I'm ladding in Gafar. I'll smoke you like a shisha pipe, I'll random and bizarre. You think I'm getting beaten out you must be fucking mad pressed. You lying to the people and that's bad press. I'll beat all of you bastards. I'm a bad man Q-new you. Aye, we got the next line. I lose to him. Don't even press my buttons, because I swear on the breath my mother breathes. You even press your luck and I will make an impression by other means. I don't know what the fuck it means, but this battle has only been confirmed a couple weeks. So if I say some stuff it doesn't seem to make any sense, just overlook it please. Cause I bet that my next battle is bigger and better than this battle. Cause you're shit mate, but I'm ruining it. This tournament, no one said that you would win it. So why the fuck did you enter it in the first place? Pretty stupid innit? Shoulda had arc here, but no arc means that there's an animal ear waiting to rock your boat. So instead I've got Bobby Rex not impressed or evil who over this coming light, Dr. Dev caught him fresh rotten veg, fought you a proper hench. Looking at you now, probably you just have a stocky head. That's when I knew that I was headed for trouble. So instead I've got Bobby Rex not impressed or evil who over this coming light, Dr. Dev caught him fresh rotten veg, fought you a proper hench. Looking at you now, probably you just have a stocky head. That's when I knew that I was headed for trouble. How can I pin a rebuttal against a brother whose head has got muscles? Let me make the story clear, more than we're a victim by between us like South and North Korea. Go and drop a thousand bars on viewpoint to help your career. And I'll pour a beer pouring here for your career. One dimensional, I'm deep inside my zone. That explains that he even killed you with three stars alone. No G, never served up, no bricks and no kids. So that footage of them kids throwing the bricks of your crib. You son of a fuck grimer, a much nicer and bus tire. No way I'm gonna lose to some lumberjack truck driver. Man, that's a long way you come for. What a waste of money, what the fuck you come for? Know that weird family member that you got in scum for? Nobody likes, I guess, Bob's your uncle. Look, dickhead, try a lot better. Went from Game of Thrones Extra to Don't Flop Extra. You're thirsty. That's not how you do it, dickhead. First that I look 30. That's not how you do it, dickhead. Girl friend called Shirley. That's not how you do it, dickhead. They know that I'm 30. That's how you do it, dickhead. You fucking idiot. Supposed to picking me to try and battle me. Instead I wrote a love song and asked my girlfriend to marry me. For that you get to argue, little prick, let's go. Cause I thought that woman really loved me and that bitch said no. And that's your fault, that I was crying for hours and that I'd spent an extra $7.50 buying some flowers. Now I'm all in for you. I am in. Wanna fucking fight? If I uppercut him now, using my entire weight then like a magic carpet ride, he would fucking fly away. You know, cause he's Arabian, that's a bit of racism. I know he's really English, but his name isn't. No. You sift my harren people, please keep a safe distance. You with a name like that, chances are he hates Christians. Terrorist bars, I bet he's adding up for them. But just look at him, no wonder he has to suffer him. He's got a CD coming out if nobody knows. But be careful when you open it though, cause he's opening blows. And they know they say that. Fuck it, mate, I will fucking annihilate anybody that violates. Uppercut him now, using my entire weight and like a magic carpet ride, he would fucking fly away. You know, cause he's Arabian, that's a bit of racism. I know he's really English, but his name isn't. No. You sift my harren people, please keep a safe distance. Cause with a name like that, chances are he hates Christians. Terrorist bars, he's adding up for them. Fuck it, he's gonna have to suffer them. Cause looking at his face, he's a terrorist. He rides with, through my bars. So, he's got a CD coming out in case nobody knows. But be careful when you open it, cause it's opening blows. And I know this ain't the dopest approach, but it's either this, I made a load of fucking jokes for your nose. And plus, I've had a load on it all. I swear I nearly fucking asked him, could we just battle over the phone? Me and my wife, we decided that we'd take a drive up anyway. I brought my missus with me, cause we thought that it would be nice to get away. I've never had a night in Redding. And plus, I've got that money in my bank that I was saving up to buy a wedding. You know what rhymes with that? 9-11, 9-11, these guys are weapon. All he has to do is press one button. And we'll be cracking. These guys are weapon. All he has to do is press one button. And we'll all be catching a ride to heaven. Really, I'm not a racist. It's just my battle persona. I know he's not a terrorist. He's just a kebab shop owner. I put my soul on record. You ain't even sold a record. Such a bitch. It's so pathetic. Chuck a twig, you go and fetch it. Try that gutter shit with me. Won't see me fucking flinch. And you end up saying, fuck your kid. You've never done a thing. So on that journey back to Mani, hope you got the train. Be back by five. Tell Phoebe that's the loss today. Last clash, so great. Wack sounds so bait. Struggle with Raw's life. Smackdown in 0-8. So forget all that bad guy chatter. You're not proper on the beat. None of them wack lines stack up. I've got squaddy rolling deep. Fuck your trap life, swagger. Fuck a Bobby on the beat. Cause I think black lives matter. I'm a guy. So forget all that bad guy chatter. You're not proper on the beat. None of them wack lines stack up. I've got a squaddy rolling deep. Fuck your trap life, swagger. Fuck a Bobby on the beat. Cause I think black lives matter. Look, I've been popping body shots in Cancun. Wash your constantly angry in a proper bad mood. Your bald, only right to body bob on that root. When you wash your head, your used body wash your shampoo. Aim shots when I tip... Fuck press. I've been popping body shots in Cancun. Wash your constantly just angry in a proper bad mood. Your bald, only right to body bob on that root. When you wash your head, your used body wash your shampoo. Look, his face off when I aim shots at your face. Bob, he doesn't shower. He gets brainwashed. Quietly obsessed. Real excited to be pressed. Is that a haircut? Or bare anxiety and stress? Smoked cap, looking like you're losing the plot. Stupid to watch. Stone cold would always lose to the rock. And your Mrs. Bobby Rex fan. I'm not impressed. Smoked 40 a day and probably has Doc Potter's breath. He don't take it lightly. And he rates her highly. Cause every Thursday she cooks and bare potato smileys. She calls crap. Fuck it. Yeah. Yo, my Mrs. is a bad boy cook man. So I'm not sure if I'm on the first two rounds, but I'm damn sure I win this one. What is this prick done taking about with me? That was a bit dumb. Quick run, scatter and leave. Shit stuff happens in freezing. You're getting sick, took unanimously. You're getting shit, took bad and beaten. I don't give a shit about these MCs. I'm going in. I'm going in with zoos. No, I'll press ones. Level you dimwits. Go on. Tell me, what have you been up to then? Cause to get this by with me. Took you with. Get this by with me. Took you 10. I'm just wondering what the fuck dudes meant when they said that I'm not leveling. How is Bobby not better than press? He's a veteran. Mate, I'm not 21. I've just not spent my whole life trying to get noticed by anyone. Press thinks that he's bad. Press thinks that he's hard. Press thinks that he wants these streets, but he don't manage to sit in his yard. Press thinks that he can't see. Press thinks that we can't see. Here's a dick. Press thinks that he's camouflage. Press. Want to take shots at a big man like I'm a goer. If it's a beefing, you'll get wrapped up. That's Robiola. You know how they told me that I'm battling Homer. They sent me a Saudi if lake. Saudi Arabian flag emoji. Rock your girl like a bum bag. You look dumb fam. Sweep up Bob like a dust man. Won't see the next round. You're gunjan. When I met you in Mani, I was that high. Saw your crash. That's a bit nice. Swim your head to the left and right. So yeah, you're right. Press your time. Safe. Went home and I watched it again. Realized it weren't you who I watched in the end. I was that right. Yes, I lied. Fought you were okay, but you're not that guy. Fought you were okay, but you're not that guy. Please be nice, but you're not that guy. Spit about the mark, that guy. Spit one just as the drop, that guy. You're an MC. I do not fit. Get boxed in. Get left in the box. You're rotting. Take a look into my eyes. That's top tier. Take a look a little closer. You're not here. What's the plot here? Can't stop it. Get mocked here. When I boxed I bobbed and weaved. But you got no hand. You got no punches. Won't really see no bobbing weave. Night or day. Anytime or day. Yeah, doing it okay. Try your flow, but you're okay. Black Widow flow. I beg you to bite it. Wake up the next day. Dead from the virus. Fuck no kinfolk. Don't get involved. Spit to the symbols. Switched like immo. Fuck the kid. Been a prick for your life. Pin it. MDs under my cap. Pin it. Into my drink. I spill it. Belly even. Bim, bim, bim. Five minutes. Fill two. Hit, hit, hit you with it. And he's like guns. Found never picked one up. 0161 stuff. We're in Reddit. No one gets one. Fuck. You've never heard me say 0161. 01702. Oh wait. Shut up. 0161 stuff.