 Your mother kicking. I'm in a large position. They go find your skin and the swallow, we smother kicking. Your breasts by your thighs, we cutting kicking. That drum stick ain't bucking, like Kentucky kicking. 27th of June, flex records, digital physical copies as well. It's all hip-hop, it's a bit different to my usual stuff, so yeah, we're close to releasing it. Well, it's hip-hop for one, I've never really done a cool hip-hop release. Since I had my little boy, I just had to take a step back and look at what kind of music I was making and what examples I was setting in my music. Yo, what's good? It's your boy Err back here at Bricks and Jam. It's the 5th annual April Fool's Event, it's late May. Who gives a fuck? We still call it April Fool's, it's all love. Thank you very much to everybody coming out of the staff, the DJs, the fans, the battlers, everybody. We're getting to one of the main events of the day, it is yet another on beat battle. We've got two hip-hop beats and a grime beat to finish it off in style. This is non-juice, so please make sure you click through at the end. Give us a vote for who you think won. Shouts to Boyz, Shouts to Luna, Shouts to all the other sponsors. Shouts to Atsam Lowns, that's his Twitter for the Friday, all the catering for the day. Big up Blue Cheese as well, man. Shouts out Blue Cheese. Anyway, enough of that shit, into the battle right about now. MC in this on beat battle clash on my right hand side. We have Bamalow, make some noise, let's go. And MC on my left hand side, we've got my man Brucie, make some noise. Alright, Bam's up first, and that's how it's going to keep starting for the three rounds. I'm going to pass the mic over to the left. Bam, that's Brucie, beat number one on handle. It wasn't long before I clocked upon all the styles you copied on. All I had to hear was a couple songs, words if it is closed. Where you think it's closed, borrowed from. Take something old, wash it once and try to show it on. If art imitates life, your design was weak. Only crime and seed, this guy's feet is slippery. Or some no-names, you wouldn't find inside this league. I think that says it all about your library. Cause you put the brew in brutality. And then put the seed, can't wrap on beats. I did an advert for Foot Locker in an actual feat. Out night, air max randomly. It seems originality is a dying trade. Look how many parody designs this guy has made. I'm going to keep it direct. Everything he's trying to spate. No content or product placement he might complain. I've always wondered some things about how Bam will roll. So I've got a couple little questions for this bagged clone. One, what's it like being hated by the fans? Two, how's it feel taking the stick up in your batty hole? He's the guy's bitch, shot in every man he's knowing. We should call you Atkinson. Cause you're always after Rowan. He lets you do your own events to help the league. The only thing is Bam and I'm a bet you're still paying entry fee. Stop sucking us dick, you're a weak faggot. Talking like a bitch instantly don't let your CP stacking. Won't be long until you use you on your knees in a human centipede with vaginal cruder and sea magic. In your battles, manna you're in a lot. Awkward and lost, manna come and put this dog in a box. You're like watching Chelsea as they storm to the top. Cause you might win a lot, but you're boring to watch. Shit nigga, we're from that 2012 killer crop. Back when you were killing MCs trying to hit the top. But now Rowan's got you on a doggy lead and you hardly compete. So it looks like your mission's lost. Time's passed now in the scene, you're not a name. Just a side man to them, they could be easily replaced. You lost or effect, trying to team up with a fame. Now your battle raps, bitch, man, you're seen as a disgrace. Round two, make some noise, make some noise. I see you deaf on his car, but it's nothing charo. The man who beat a hundred bullets with just an arrow. How you gonna fuck with Rambo? When he's clutching ammo, most remember the thing about your Zen battle. Huchy swanko, this bitch didn't sit sick, already murk you up. Flip your name and fit your face to the cup too. I'm down with it. If it's far as they want to work through this crowd, British, they expect me to serve through. Quit bragging about all of them sets and braids for that little bit of cash. It really ain't impressive, mate. Used to do that shit for years. No respect was gained. They all want to hear bars. Just dance on MDMA. You still suck in the clubs. You a performance clown. 80% of your bars is ad libs and awkward sounds. Trying to force it now. Flipping up your audience well. Nobody likes a good brew if it's watered down. Grime's OK. Hip hop got clutch to beat. You just words of flows. All you got is schemes. You can't punch with me. Your content is nothing deep. Shouldn't try and slow down. Like the bus in speed. You only making songs that you stole gimmicks with. Taking brand names. Clone a Mimikit. Sell it for your own. Don't know what your own image is. Work, raise, micro, brew your flows. Limited. This round I'm gonna have to run for a sec. I don't mean to be rude or hit the staff with a threat. But somebody's gonna have to take a slap to the head. If I ever see you host another battle again. Rowan, why you got him on the camera? When you know this dude is who? Every time they start a clash with you, they fucking lose the view. He's like, it's bam slash, you're what? That shit's confusing. But Nami, the only person here that's confused is you. You back. Nobody wants to see that. Shit and rubber, they bought Mr. 13 back. Got Bruce's came back to don't flop to beast a battle. With a screw face game like Liam McLaughlin. Shit. Why the fuck are you in E and Daniels? You switch crews to try to prove your listeners. I thought that this guy was in divine rights. I guess you left him behind. Go fucking out, poor cystic. Yo, spitting with me. You know my bars are trouble. In a clash with Bama Lam, you know he's gonna start to struggle. Can't dance, he can't dance. Just to par your hustle. Man, a son in Bam Bam. You can call me Barney Rubble. Got no fans in there. You're de-flated. Got the best record. Still you're the least rated. Swagger of a cat. I don't know what he's been taking. Game to the clash. He's looking like a keen rapist. Trust me. Yeah, man. Yeah. About I am Brew. Got mucked off by I am Oon. How you gonna let him remix the slogan? Get owned when he didn't ride that tune. Didn't hype. It's already dead this week. He even lost the flex. That's peak. Man, a beat. I let Bessie lead. You accepted. Then now you're resting teeth. Know that he want me to drop in his flow. Did you think Bruce, he would stop him? He know. Ain't that funny? All he wants is clash money. But it's fake like Monopoly dough. Ha! Day two million losses at home. You snaked you out like he wasn't your bro. How can you rep for the not on them roads? Hold on. We all know where you stole your flow from. About I can't make ha! Now I can finish you in a move like Oon. Want to talk our tunes so we can go on. Know that he want me to drop in his flow. Did you think Bruce, he would stop him? He know. Ain't that funny? All he wants is clash money. But it's fake like Monopoly dough. Ha! Day two million losses at home. You snaked you out like he wasn't your bro. How can you rep for the not on them roads? You flapped against I am. Got bodied and choked. Hold on. We all know where you stole your flow from. About I can't make ha! Now I can finish you in a move like Oon. Want to talk our tunes so we can go on. Man, the beats are punching. That's Voltron. Man, I'll split your team. It's like Ultron. I can get Bruce Banner if I hold on. Smash. You will not win this clash. You cannot bring this back. You stop thinking that. You cannot split your trash. You need practice, bro. How the fuck do you get wrapped into? Man, the time don't get things and don't clash. I send them off and make them wrap with you. Yo, make some noise for that round, innit? Yo. It's about to get real personal though. It's getting so personal right now. Yo. Listen. Bam's older sister looks like Juan. She wanted D. I was like, Juan. Juan. I am Bruce. Bars get a highlight. I can do. See a bag of man with an iron brew. Then when I gas, I am. Yo. I am Oon. Yo. Bam's older sister looks like Juan. She wanted D. I was like, Juan. Saw her in a raid with thick glasses and a quiff. I turned around like, no, is that Juan? Rowan, fight that a ring to your lob. When I freestyle, none of my car caused drums. Rowan, this is last night at Earth Barbecue. Every man in the place was like, Juan. Yo. But B-A-M, my man is a P-A-G-A-N. Pursuing my T-E-A-M. Come like a S-A-T-A-N. Put man in the back of the B-A-N. Man with more than a T-A-N. If you really want to try jump, put my weight by your head. L-E-A-N. And I've come like, Bamalab. It's not a thing. Bamalab. Bamalab. Don't play games or galabam. Bamalab. But on road like a caravan. Bamalab. Let me come again. I don't really. I don't really, just calm, just calm. I've come like, Bamalab. Bamalab. He's starting my B-A-M-A-Lamb, B-A-M-A-Lamb. Don't play games or galabam, B-A-M-A-Lamb. But on road like a caravan, B-A-M-A-Lamb. Got no food. Farm of the Bama Lounge. Looking like part of the Canít see Bama Lounge. Looks like you part of the talent, Bama-Lamb. Bama Lounge will get wrapped in a paragraph. Yo, what's wrong with your specs, fam? Act hard, but choose the best kid When you came here looking like proverbärre tarde. Men's got pubes in his head. Say this guy have a word my money to stop grinding on her. I said my money to stop grinding on her Hey, boss to watch you get finished. You want to know what's joke? No, it comes like burns And you come like smithers you don't want to clash proceed get with it. I'm beating watching get diminished. Fuck you No, that was what's my man get finished Yo, they so nice For those who don't know it's a list of rules inscribed by the finger of a god and a set of tablets that Behavior things like murder fest and dishonesty and tell you to respect the Sabbath So when you lie about shooting steel well, God wouldn't accept that kind and so think so think before you swear on God Yo blast for me. That's blasphemy that's