 Get the break me down for the street talk for this one. I'm putting down those flames You're still gonna kneel my arms strong and stepping on that rock made me a household Yes, welcome back to doflop north versus south volume number three We are about to get into the only non north versus south class is gonna be midlands versus midlands Ain't really got much of a ring to it, but fucking we said it anyway We're about to get into the clash MC on my right hand side one of my longest powers in this butter up shit fucking ill-free Styler and jazz musician as well my man Suweta kinch makes a noise On my left hand side one of the hottest newcomers to come actually newcomer of the year Great bar, but honestly looking forward to this one a lot man. It's gonna be absolutely hilarious about number two of the day Thank you for having it for showing up. It's all my man Suweta. Whatever you want, bro. Let's go I'm killing this cat everything on spit in his facts you won't survive in Birmingham like brings these respiratory tracts His personal hits so personally one word out of you will snatch a person and leave Yeah, how he made it Harry's animated one backhand in the cake Harry gets animated boo I see you had two locks removed still a vegan rastitute Let's have a lecture son tell everyone what's best for breakfast and lunch when this got set up And then books from a cow and it's got set up. It's just got moves on the iPhone. It's impressive as fuck Throw a egg at that pretentious cut Behold the non kebab eating brummy who lives in Leeds vegan bitch, please. It's my city now. How dare he act the big cheese You don't belong in this place you got traits and say dropped off some comet in space Omelette's non almond milk porridge. He hates you went to boycott burger bar boys You're the worst bitch on worships I turn up you turn it Just lies and rumors if you put your hands on your back you'd be lying in when you are I Would drag you by the shoes prize your eyes when I sacrifice a rabbit live on a skewer I'll throw an ocean line cruiser when a live dolphin right through you Fish on your too much. I'll even like tuna This is the revenge for ever the soul of every carrot and turnip you ate I will starve you for 30 days Set light to a sirloin and turn it on your face Just to see a heretic burn the stick Because you look like food I can't tell you with a chicken leg apart You're gonna need Rolls Royce engine parts ten exemptions special passes close to this weapons craft Interception charge from Blakley Park. You have your whole life ahead of you to never get this far This too much for you it's one swift move the kid done soon a spring material to snuff the brother like Kim young But Harry's bars are shitty Harry's raps are shitty someone grab the nearest carrot and stab him quickly See you on my back. You turned your back on the city. I don't care how many daggers Harry carry I won't be happy to have you doing how to carry Heretic I'm wigging on him. I don't know if that hair is his I'm beheaded him Yo, you headed for hemorrhage any first-born heretics get King Herodid stock bastard your pop bars cannot pass me 50 quinks their size show Bob Marley cannot scar But mainly he's a creative genius took dreadlocks brown skin made it elitist If you're thinking music for hipsters, you're not wrong time to use beard wax even if he hasn't got one You're the product of late night organic sangria and a fair trade condom One wrong cough sniff big stop it get to work. You are not sick. I will storm your student dorms kick over your justics Kick the coccyx should have made this a one round or I'm done now I feel like I'm punching a sunflower while I'm on my own. Hey, you look like you've gone might shoot sun-dried fruit The rats in that position like mother earth from my ayahuasca vision you have these exciting moves I can't quite deduce what you're trying to do if some guy stuck a knife in you you bleep a pie of juice Time North versus south Some reason they put in the two Birmingham lads with both from the same place It's like we're fighting over the same turf to wrap, but I didn't know you were from here So there's something new that I've learned in fact because I didn't realize there were any old posh sounding black guys in Birmingham Who weren't like dad You are a privately educated Christian with a degree that you got from Oxford You literally have the same life story as Boris Johnson You're too posh to be considered middle class That is ridiculous to know when you're trying to market yourself as urban you claim you're only renting a holiday villa that you own And it's mad because apart from that being in the middle so you know your middle-aged middle tier and you are middle of the road Just claiming you've seen a load of violence because that's the edgier model Can't I've known that you've got a seller for the vintage reds by the bottle Well, you never say oh my god out of respect for the gospel You feel like you're staring into your future whenever you see Trevor McDonald So what on this violence is supposedly saying? Is the Oxford campus where you used to scrappy bad man people gathering on the croquet lawn to see a man get vandam So where it rolls up with a couple of lads with man bags like which one of you chaps wants to catch these jazz This ensemble proves you're too proud to admit the life you inherited has gotten you a few pounds How come your weekly gym spend is what it would cost to do to move south but you dress like your main source of income is selling NOS balloons at Boomtown Because when you finish private school you chose the tall life and you made sacks when you're meant to finish private school They chose to commit war crimes and they've ain't taxed But I'll run up on your school reunion just to get the small guys all their take backs Robin So well who's people like Paul Simon with great slam Let's get deep Because maybe that's why you adopted this pan-Africanist feel Because in a wealthy white environment you were made to feel like your blackness isn't real So you wrote your content saying it coming into a black music genre thinking that I've made you heal No, it's fair enough mate. I know exactly how you Do decades younger because it's effortless black and educated is great You don't have to pretend to be tough to get acceptance and hoax for this cool But it's just something that I referenced because I know it wasn't good looks On the front of the prospectus So it was to break down a race shit and take the scenic route you say I'm not your dad bro. There's something we need to speak You write raps in the undefined gap between middle-class white man and upper middle-class white man I mean racism stereotypical images we live in under but listening to this bitch. I want to conform to every single one Bring the guns Chicken buckets any girl long as that bad is the biggest one Because we see what black rallies. It's uncomfortable We appreciate the love, but you don't have a fucking clue What was his first trick from the village the hands were like wow actual black people traffic lights Did you run up to the red green and amber lights like Middle orphan It's mixed kid don't know his roots at all and the first mixed kid to see the story of chicken George and identify with chickens more Look dad's your only black friend Your only black friend That's an instant lose bro. Just a bunch of beach coconuts. That's how you broken some cruise, so Tell your mama cut her off if she called again, but she treats the bone. Well, I call her collagen She makes so much time for her colored friends. Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Here's to you, Mrs. Roberts I'm sorry your kid is a failure in the slow lane to appropriation like an invert and Iggy is alia your life is butternut quash tie-dye gentrify or die trying The only black art is to appropriate from boring white guys So I listen to some of this music you did what I should give you some useful tips. Don't do it your music shit Fucking Disney courses is it that's your style. It's like the Rasta crab and the Little Mermaid had a child all day like a cross between Rada speech drama and County Galway because Every heritage script sounds like fairies in spring. He wraps everything like it's set to a jig gets aggressive a bit gets to the end and it's shit You know my next suggestion is hot to the left with a skin I Sensor that shit. That's the worst lines. I've seen on display since me and your mom check the pregnancy kid Your lord of the darts bars can't mess with me you think you're best on beat that's an embarrassing white climb down a la la land acceptance speech Yeah, that's why I bring the fire performance you push the wrong envelope. That's why you're fired for it Your life getting barred away. I'll impale you on your glass of Chardonnay your mom was playing Your life getting barred away I'll impale you on your glass of Chardonnay your mom's playing 52 dick pick up I don't know which race cards to play If you're extra for pocket licks, oh, I'll hop off a banana boat back to sing a Calypso 15 kilo flipping emo Philippine now for the truth. Are you a Burmese child you fled underground making thousands of shoes or a mascot that fell off the back of a Maori canoe Keep an iron Harry's accent in his rap tonight. I'm not sure if it was an actual black guy or a Jap spy Your face designed by a boy band focus group Curse the racially ambiguous algorithms that molded you Herald bitch Fucking face generated by generic pop assembly kit check his ethnicity says 10% everything black white Says 10% everything black white lesbian is everything stick in the sense of the 220 takes is only seven picks Stop mate. We are not the same. You won't you wear sunblock eight on a hot day. You are not brave. You are off beige I Bitch I'll grab holier Sloppy to you contract black a phobia. You're so unfriending in the room. You're actually Magnolia Captains blood spatter on the camera lens all you see is racially non-descript body parts fragments of dreads These bars like chronicles df parts word. You'll never hack it again I Say so what oh combines written and freestyle That's the word on the battle scene. I wonder therefore what transcendently brilliant material so what I will have for me I'm a rapping beast. Oh Backhand happy slap this geek this cabbage salad sandwich in the oven geek and have a meet some love or beef instead of the oven beats That's Because you're keeping a unique form of battle rap alive That old so what a kinship roach of Freestyling incoherently between odd little bits of written flow So you might think freestyling makes you a good emcee and then your competency really shows but your free stars are like unskippable YouTube ads that are longer than video In your Zen battle you referred to yourself as a rye dragon Dragon Man, no one spits as profoundly as kinship at least no one came around after 2006 So just imagine just imagine there's a cycle of people spitting it raw So what I noticed is the rhyme seems it and all he's just watched Lord of the Rings and jumps into before like yo, yo, yo I'm a lyrical or Well fuck your wholesome lifestyle, I don't care how many Pies you've spoken to kids in assemblies or how many charity tax codes you can fit in a spreadsheet But you think just because he's a jazz critic. I'll be spitting respectfully No, I'm from a cheek like dizzy Gillespie and I'm playing on your favorite things like cold train You've never been on a big event before I bought you out the slow lane you went from so great to a known end You try to get it back in your old age. No way. You're getting revived But my movements like the oh a oh mate Music to battle is proven hopeless for you. It should be easy so many have done it on their own before you You're a known performer. So how are you gonna have no supporters from a claw your way across an open border like Logan's daughter, bro achievements only exist in the archives you battle with a half-ass fighter never memorizing rounds We never see the third like half-life Now you're stuck between being a goofy jazzy and a bars guy It's a hard life splitting the Soweto in half like a part-time. Yeah Yeah, he's named after an african town. So I'll finish with the ignorant shit His people are wondering how you ended up so seriously rich and it's his back in the day He had a badly spelled email written down and it turns out his uncle really was a wealthy I Say I'm freestyle about dragons and shit. He's got a whole flow. I'll come and take your weed. That's how you'll see your Drogo Take more. I mean, listen, yeah, you're a dickhead That's not fair. That's not fair. I agreed with that shit man. That was intense sick drink I've been with almost everything said you can't remind me of me if I was a dickhead I need you call me old again I mean, I need you call me old again, but just wait till you hit menopause your boobs. I hit the floor It's all over there This Chinese raster lady is truly phenomenal Time to chop down Babylon in the student common room I'll never accept you as my daughter You wrapped like he aim in the stick trying to find water That's why you ain't got soldier stripes. I'm too much for him like his social life Thanks for all the rapping advice for holler back when you've had an actual life. You live in a left-wing echo manger retweeting tab for your rights. I Don't support homophobia or that arrogant dyke Missing you Never ever sing or record please my teenage angst seems to be your core theme. It's funny. It says you started singing at 14 Still sound like you're singing at 14 Jazz jokes old jokes more schemes before you sell a record in Birmingham. You'd be 40 Yes, everyone can see you love the multi schemes. You're just another pretend shuffle black by one degree Bluff or tea I'll catch you in one of your sarcastic appraisals Slap your head back with the hard back of a table. You ain't a Harry or Harriet sally or Hazel So I'll just fake cheek like a Kardashian made you you think 50 quid for almond milk is a big bargain only been brung once in passing trying to unlive his past in Six generations of pig farming you went to the villa ground got disheartened Couldn't find a Roman ruin or a single vineyard I MD7 in your chest try my angle when you rhyme cadavered see how you fare in asylums of Mike Strangler's My pen talking to you this juice from the mad flow left you clothes line. You ain't got no grump credentials sunny gym You ain't been cosigned Which means I speak the truth basically I'm lady vegan proof The queen speech off in rum. I just lady leeched you His every Barbie Barbie, I should call Remy martyr she for you I bet Jesus come up to your missus on them sneaky moves like excuse me. She's single she with you I'll slap your fold-up bike in your eye socket Yo, I will slam your fold-up bike in your eye socket. I'm iconic smack shuffle teen or off stains like iconic Heretic isn't all he seems for approximately 140 weeks. She's had you all deceived Now I know This is some shit. It's a disguise that I've seen past the guys really guys Sorry, I close my eyes sometimes I get slightly more than I'm sorry Please can you sign this for me? Yes, just sign this one. It's a beautiful picture sign this for me Cheers, but a good sport. Thank you. Thank you. I mean you are sick on tracks Really sick the way you split your reps I'm sorry. You said you seem beige. I admire you switching careers, babe. I mean me What do you say when peers claim you resemble a famous pop group member just hearsay This harry fingers shameless appropriation, but your tits in that shower was so amazing so okay, then you're a boss I mean it must be hard having kids to your tour lots. I mean it's amazing how you kept your figure Sort of Wrapping machine. This is another angry stampy-feet and fragile team Danny Jack. I don't like your girlfriend. He's in a bracket with Avril Lavigne Your rapsons saggy flat batty G strings Shuffle page you 50 quid for a charity beating. You're not even a fifth best harry are beaten. I'll make this light work Go dangle and hand from the ceiling Yeah So I saw something on your website, it's a little bit rich Your bio So what's okay? She's one of the most exciting young musicians See that website was made a few years ago when you haven't rewritten it since but back when you could have been considered young The fucking internet didn't exist But let's unpack this you out like your life's gritty lying about what your class is I'd like some kind of maverick when really you're a fucking Catholic or a Baptist 40 years old thinking planning to be young is attractive. I could only deduce that you are a catfish Someone needs to take the tinderack off and he's bragging about his mogul. He sounds genius and some girls impressed thinking He must be worth a fortune now decent just imagine how disappointed she is and all around speechless when she ends up on a date With bleeding young Murphy asking if she wants to talk about Jesus She would have wanted you to take it to Paris with champagne in your glasses, but instead she gets well this exhibition on John called train was fantastic Then we'll go for a piece of cake or a sandwich with my mates from the parish and I'll walk you home But that's it because true love waits until marriage imagine The scenes on this tragic day Your market like one of jazz is great So she asks about some of the massive names with which he used to collaborate and her mind is blown When she finds out that you used to blame the sacks for Gareth Gates And it's funny since then you and Gareth have been on a similar decline And You would need a miracle for your shit to be revived, but bro you've been a fucking Christian all your life Why didn't either of you think to ask for some help from your spirit in the sky? Now some of your collaborations are amazing I mean working with Femi Tumoa and Abram Wilson that is astounding to me Why is there so little response from the crowd in the room? You know it's only tomorrow right Abram Wilson These names are powerful Do you mean the only so I took inch collaborating you've heard of it's the pop idol runner-up from Right when will young was still young you were still in your peak Simon Cowell's lapdog when he fucked them use the kinders through deliberately so fuck you think Alfred Hitchcock with this Cinema team because after working on psycho you can go go down in history for killing the scene