 It's the finale of an amazing weekend, one final time inside the venue please show us what you've got right now. We can't shout out to everybody who's played the part and when we came, the technical team, all the buttholes, the staff and the fans. Everybody, shout out to the ministers that haven't had us back yet and again, 2015, the end of the year, inspire us as we always do. No further ado, we will get into the class. It is, of course, a non-judge but as you see all the online links on the screen right now, please make sure you hit it up, let us know what you think about the entire battle and if you like the gear that we've got on, you can copy it from votingflopshop.com. Lovely, nothing being said, on the right hand side, second appearance of votingflop, first ever battle in London town, from Boston, my man, Chilla Jones, basically killed it this year, salute to Chilla, real to him. And on the left hand side, the final MC of Ministry South, votingflop, 7BW, the previous champion, one of the illest MCs to ever come out of the UK, Tony D, Mason Lowe. We have three rounds on the clock, 7BW, Chilla, whatever you want, bro, let's go. Yo, y'all hear me? Your fans say you're the best ever, because you're dangerous with different stuff, your charisma is unmatched. You make the crowd want to listen up, you got killer angles, deadly freestyles, and you're written stuff, that's partly why. Fans give you the wins over Clips and Lux, but I don't give a fuck. Tell me why is he so elite. Wait a minute, I thought this was holly. Tony D, a niggle with a whole first name, but his last name. I don't give a fuck, y'all getting the same junk from me, er. While you amp him up, I'm back with the cannon tuck, it's loaded, spitting holly rounds like the Black Panther Lux, you know that? Boss, he's a poor man's vision, a Chilla Jones' stuff. Well, in last shot he caught on, it was clear, from your very first battle in this art form, truth. That's word to the pad, you copy bars on, you been biting heads right off the back. Like I was a geek, and they mobbed me on shit, it's whatever. You ain't a G, you saw off as a Dutch sweater, with plush texture, just estrogen. While your thugs extra with tough gestures, if it's hype or tension, I squeeze arms to have a blood pressure surge. Pulling fragments out your chest with a slug, into my everything, coming from the heart, like a love letter. Whoever praises you, better save ya, cause you ain't got a trade of glam, think graffiti. Tony gon' get it shakin' before he spray the cat, thug bitch. That's how you switch agenda without change in plan. Son, don't see pops in the ring, like Shane McMahon. Watch where you aim the cam, if it's blood drying on the lens, they'll see burgundy on the screen, like Anchorman. I know where they ranked ya fam, this is where your name shines, they love you here. I don't expect cheers when it's game time, but when they go back to their flats, and get the Rovani same lines or the irony, how you'll win it home, but lose it home at the same time. In my mind, while I pick me Tony, that choice senseless with five nines on Royce Reckless. I pistol whip everyone in your clip to your boy's necklace. Let it ring, then I'm coming after tone, like a voice message. My killer instinct is so savage, bro. Lyrically, I'm a street fighter, I scold battalors. A mortal combat in his pen, he's no challenge, I'm way brighter. I need a writer of soul caliber, so set it up. Let's get him set up for the upset, I make a deal with you. And next your buck fifty, I get him caught next. I got a blade, you can't stomach money, that's a gut check. Sketch artist, that leg drawn up, make him look suspect, I must flex. I got a name when it states Tony, I'm gonna ignore you. Shadi and Soul got a name when it states two. Look at all the work they put in for you. After your show verse real deal, Don't Flop is the only league booking for you, I don't get it. Ain't being wanted, post to have everybody looking for you. You sound like me, but you ain't never stood in front of three rounds like these. And this weekend, they assembled the greats. So props to the staff, car fans been looking at this schedule amazed. The caliber battle rapper that stepped in this place. I'm talking legends, and we get to face some American braids. You man are no longer setting the pace. You been sleeping and what's that taught us if anything mate? Not to split hairs, but you're no longer ahead in the race. And chill up, and chill up. I confess it's a shame. Your material, then it. On a fat bitch, he stretches and strains. And I guess in the states, and I guess in the states, that shit connect in his flames, but that's cause they backwards thinking like a chip down memory lane. This tried a bit more intelligent mate, cause this is England. And I have a strip right out of skinheads, like Shane Meadows setting the stage. King Pet, I am losing my voice and shit. King Pet, this is the end of your reign. Cause off top I'm too on point with a tail. Ain't that a devilish trait? For the hell of a straight road, you for whatever you paint. Now hands up, now back down. Look like you're trying to start a Mexican way. When I'm at the peak of my powers, the plan is to rain down and rock your world. That's a meteor shower. Mr. Jumper top tier from The Proving Grounds. That's old news, cause I'm Mr. If I spit free rhymes, I don't lose. They know it. You tweeted, you was coming here to smoke Tom's boots, but no you ain't. And that loose tunnel is on the lake, your knee just so replaced, cause he'll get worn out. Like old shoes, you have been second for us, now I know you. Wish you never answered the call, like calling Pharrell in phone. On this cardiac, like trouble, that's a cold blue. Don't make the sections for entertainment, like the old two. This cold blue. Tom's rapping equal. No annex, no gimmicks. I'm playing no fashion lethal. On line, they over-hype you, claim you toe-tagging people, but don't force belief in fool's readers. Cause they gas you more than they should, like a Volkswagen diesel. It's easy. It's easy. While performing this torture, parties have been stumbling as you walk through his corner, his hard labor, he left leaning like a Corbin support. I'm sick. I got a rhyming when I'm talking disorder, and I still can't swim. No check the definition. I'm still walking on water. Wavy. I don't sound like Seath. I only took this battle to steal your sound by a clean, cause you ain't never stood in front of free. Rhymes like these. No excuse. No chill. It's bad. It's bad. I've been stumbling as he walked through his corner, his hard labor, he left leaning like a Corbin support. No chill. It's bad. This round, you getting fire out the gate. Like Hell's entrance with conviction, behind these bars minus the jail sentence. You're cheap. Say you a boy and I'm a man, and that's the real difference. You can't measure up. That's why I rule it like 12 inches, but let's use the metric system. Guess I gotta switch the plan. As soon as I get centimeter, she on her knees unzipping pants. You the head of the house, you the head of the house, well I'll kill a leader when I'm clicking cans and if ya mums, mums there with ya, I'ma hit ya grams, listen fam. You tweeted he was capable of righting with Jones. I seen ya citizen the same tears, that ain't a lot of condoning. Now I'm tight in a zone. I brought an elder lead, his old man, cause he ain't know what retirement holds. But let him tell it, he ain't retire. It was his career on a breather. I came here with some ether. You prepared for a schema. Freddy Krueger vs. Meek Mill. A nightmare to a dreamer. Drifting night, come get a slice like we sharing a piece of ventilation. I'm airing a heater. Or think a cabbie on a slow day, bro. It's no fair with the meter. Either you should have brought your best to me or backed out scrap, cause Erdem put you versus steam, bro. Now let's see if you can flat out wrap. You outmatched. Y'all think he's super smooth cause he grinds a lot. My troopers move. Gripping blocks to shoot at you. Them twins are pot. They send a shot. If you came with a crew of dudes, your friends would drop. You survive. They switch the plot. Say Rubik's Cuban spins the plot. You think it's fun. Cause of a few good battles. Your pins are hot with the beta. Who's low to ties? We can't tell if they win or not. Defend your spot. Defend your spot. Cause Americans kill you when you begin to fight. You be on track. And then we stop your run. Maybe that's why they tend to deny it. You want a crew? You the king of riders. If that shit of gold didn't touch the stage versus what they think is mine. Is your feeling? He got the crown to decay in his mouth like ginger virus. But you supposed to be what? A pain in my side. Let's let a pin decide this. We both said it. But this is a different virus. I spit the nicest. Ripping ciphers. I choose them up. Then spit them out. You choose nothing like you indecisive. But y'all claim that's gonna go righteous. So Tony act pompous. Till he slipped an inspector clip like the Bond flick. Rock him once. All fists. Knock him on. Conch his. Everybody turn and yell oh like jaundice. Y'all piss. How y'all want his ass to save it night? Either shot sailor. See if he can navigate or write. He tried to phone for help. In that case he had to pay the price. In that case he had to pay the price. Whoever he call his name I'm covered in blood. Like a gladiator fighting tonight. Cause you battle dudes who sound like me. But you ain't never served in front of three rounds like these. Ball sound. Easy. Love. I come to expose your style. And make these people wake up. Cause you work hard to force lines. Like the barber that makes DNA shape. Yo this what chiller bring to a written. This what chiller bring to a written. You need a genie to defeat me and fix you winning. I throw money in a hole. Well you intuition. I don't feel good. And I trust my intuition. You getting schooled for a fee. You intuition. And then it goes way fucking left. Scratch that. I'll make your dogs flee like they into itches. Make you fly. Like you into itching. Stick make you fly. Like you into itching. We go in half a chair. After the wind to itches. A sheet word association going feeling himself. So chiller got some nonsense schemes in store like Keenan and Kel. And some reaches as well. But that's your easiest hell. If you ain't even gonna bother to speak how it's spelled. You pulling wool over eyes. That's what your whole career is. I sparked a Benson. Started reflecting. And it hit me yo. Smoking mirrors. They don't see the deceit in the lines. Yo. I sparked a Benson. Started reflecting. And it hit me. It's all smoking mirrors. They don't see the deceit in the lines you bring. But the same people that's claiming that your rhymes will win. Same people claim fettin' up the hippest thing. Cause in the land of the blind. The one-eyed is kid. That shit's a crutch. It's such simple stuff you're thinking up. Make dumb people feel really smart. But make smart people feel really dumb. If you disregard spelling in real life. That when you disregard it in a battle. You'll be shit on Kandah. You'll be shit on Kandah. Weechi boys be hard for you to handle when you... And you start a beer hassoon whose arguments are scrabble. I mean... For instance, peeps. Listen please and you tell me if this will reach. You know Pocahontas? Ratatouille. Well he pronounced that using different speech. He said, Pocahontas and ratatouille. Just to fit a Disney skin. Ratatouille. I sat there in disbelief. He said, Pocahontas and ratatouille. Just to fit a Disney skin. Ratatouille. I sat there in disbelief. And then the crowd cheered and I kicked the screen. A waste man. Cheered a reach with that Jordan in space jam. The way you take it further in the spirit of Johnny Cochran. They let you get away with murder. And what I'm fearing is the battlers and fans with less experience have really started to take that reach serious. Because don't follow your sentences. Full stop period. But they scheming awful bars and they reaching awful hard but I figured black floor will expose the roots because that's when things fall apart. Strutting. You probe and find out what you're kicking there. Like BK reacting to an opponent's rap. I won't deny it. It's funny to me that you're going over about when your performance sucks because it's got no teeth like OB trash. They know I'm nice. So me catching this buddy come as no surprise. They fuck with me since double B was part of Tony's life. I came out of the hood to be in poison. That's a cobra strike. Now I hold my own. No fucks given. That's a lonely night. You can't see. Fucks given. Like a lonely night and you can't see me and I'm fucking up this room. That's a boat of guys that's over. London chap to scrape up dirt for you. A VIP ticket in exchange for some made up personals with them lies won't hold weight. They'll make it straight up worse for you when I designed and re-lining this round perfect for hurting you. I heard a few things and I was taking them back from that. So this round I'm breaking you down. No punching back to back. Now we criticize T-Rex for being a nurse that be packing straps with newsflash. Turns out T-Rex isn't the only nurse in battle rap. As Tony D, you'll be putting on for London making the city happy. As a nurse, you'll be putting on drugs and changing shitty nappies. As Tony D, you was the champ and nobody could get rid of you. As a nurse, you was amped to take old ladies to the cinema. Give it a rest. Give it a rest, bruv. You're the softest Tony ever. You think of G Bluffin? Tony Scarface was a thug and drug dealer that kept keys running. Tony Soprano was a mob boss that had everyone in the streets duckin'. But Tony D, a 36-year-old black nurse out of East London, you fuckin' snake. Now let me expose how you double-cross. Flex hit you for you versus Raptor. He even put Jim and I on the undercar. He told Flex. Err wanted the same battle on a summer card, but he would do it on Flex's platform because he ain't fuck with y'all. Am I lying? Look at the reaction. I'm supposed to say that. Look at the reaction on this. Look at the reaction on this nerd's face. You even accepting that battle proved you're a rapper with the worst traits. You even accepting that battle proved you're a rapper with the worst traits. You view this as a white lead. You wanted to feel blacker in the worst way. You should've known you would be a disaster in the first place because that's a spitting Err's face. In the States, you'd be an average colored battler. That's all that's it. You got a little humor, some flavor, but I don't think you're all that sick. Plus the rumor is you still owe Flex a little money. And that's what you're trying to avoid contact with. There's no honor in that behavior. He paid you for labor. You decided to fall back quick. Now, this is an angle in the scheme. You probably won't get it on the first listen, but I said color, humor, labor. Anyway, in the US, we spell certain words different. The point is this. Against Brits, that's the battles that gave you clout. But think about those words, Tony. All it takes is an American to take you out. You doubt I would win. There's an L he's getting. I see death in your future. I can't help these visions. Long raw to make sure it's a selfie stick. And you get the picture, my shit is sicker. And that's why you're losing now against Mr. Jump to Top 10 from the Prairie Grounds. Barstown. Are you from Barstown? I was going to do a Boston rapper scheme, bro. Then I realized there's Guru, Salah's ex-boyfriend, and the guy that was in gangstar with Primo and Benzino. You can tell how I stepped down on classics. It's an explosive level in the building like bomb damage. This pen fire, cause this pen's fire it. This pen's fire. Cue flames like a bun gadget. I'm cooking. And these bars will char grill your ass, chute. It's a flipping body. I'm sold in the air like a cartwheel. I just finished washing the blood off from my last kill. Now I bought the big guns out to rock it for money. Like an arms deal. It's Skull Doggeria foot. If I'm on my job, they put the King Versailles. Well to get ahead that's your neck on the chopping block. There's no bones to pick with Tony's shit. This simple precision. You try muscling on God's turf. Well that's the scene you're committing. And I'm too blessed. That's why you don't know what to do next. Cause your brain can't stomach the idea. I ain't food jet. We rematch. I'll be the last man standing over two legs. So we losing heart. That's just bar for bar. That's bar we performance. Chill a body on ass. You swear what comes to harvest some organs. Now if you've got that. Now if you've got that. And you caught the unifying theme in it properly. It was like blood. You know what fuck it. Watch it back. That's how you scheme on a buddy. Nice. To be cocky. It's cause I'm properly focused. You getting polished off, dusted down, swept up. I'm cleaning house. Just a show I can keep up with the Joneses. I'm mercenary. I'm mercenary molded. I use force out in the planning stage. This the day of the jackal. And I've got the ghoul to assassinate. I woke up just to kill like a man curing candidate. So UK To the UK For who's name? Are you saying you must be close to nuts? Cause I got you in the pocket. That's loose chain. Your numbers up. Bingo. When you're in front of a full house. To see me put another kid in the box. Like when it's too good to pull out. Need his force. So I'm gonna let the people know. We can't beat me fair and square. They love you in Canada. Over here, different treatment though. Cause what's usually organic process Getting sprayed. That's a GMO. So I figured. Cause you don't really rap that well. I'll stick to the plan. And rap circles around you. Till you tag a lot of Mitchell in mind. Now this is my home town. So don't get annoyed if you can't win. And start hyping up. Cause I'm poised to just spark him. If I flip. Then it's clips unloaded. Or loaded and clips. Cause I've seen money hit the floor Like a coin toss in Harlem.