 Deadly with the colds, I make Deadly with the colds, I make Deadly with the colds, I make That money's a stack, where the money in the pool's at Holy shit, it's Tony Smith Holy shit, it's Tony Smith Holy shit, it's Tony Smith, and we in a different class It's fucking good as your boy, uh, DFAFD, don't flop all fucking day We're here summertime, 2014, sunburn, borderline, make some fucking At, don't flop, at, don't flop extra as well Big up Bagnell on the count, big up all the other camera team and all the crew We are here first time ever using borderline It is sunburn, a mega event of the summer There's a couple people here that were at summer standard Last summer that was dope, but now it's sunburn time Make sure you hit us on Twitter, that's at don'tflop With the specific hashtag at sunburn That's gonna be on the screen right now Make sure you like us on Facebook and facebook.com Slash don'tflop, one with the number one If you wanna find out about all the events Alright, MC number one of battle number one That I'm introducing from London You know the fucking name, make some noise for Enigma Let's go! Number two of battle number one on the left hand side You also know the name, smashed his last solo battle Back for another one, make some noise for Locksmith Let's go! I'm sweet, I'll stream about, I'll leave a comment whenever you want Are we done the flip? Who's going first? Locksmith That would have been good to decide that with camera Yo, battle number one, round number one is on Locksmith Let's go Yo, George Kelly You think you're ready? Nah, cos my performance is deadly So you're moving dingy Like what they used to wear quarters Henry's, you get slaughtered with technique Tortured, buried, left to rot And your girl, everybody want peace of that soul You better defend her, better than send her us Time out, don't flop But now the adventure stops You thought it was fine, for acting foul You're about to pay the penalty as I send you off This should be April the 23rd Not a normal stage You should have horses, blades, dragons you've killed Stored away, people who support the brave In all remains, car I'm about to make you a martyr And this St. George's Day You mix cos it is a culture You mix cos it is a culture You get slaughtered in the correct manner Cos you're the type of racist picked to try and take a shit on my culture So when you see me, don't spud me Cos we ain't similar soldier But at least that potato shaped head Explains the chip on your shoulder A little chin, big cheeks and a big forehead I saw you can kick one more less Well, George best act like George best Get his man United car You're about to get caught in my vortex Whack rappers, you're next I want your next Faulted win, poor guest I'm a sure bet like a free-legged horse In a race with a corvette When I look at your hand It seems terribly feeble See if your punches don't land It's cos you have fingers and hands like Jeremy Beatles It's a stupid name Between her and the rest of the team You've been framed, reduced to shame Car, I'm as good as Liam I badden with the angles as he zooms and aims Ah, I'm graphic But get flyin' and images produced by a Sam You couldn't see my level If you had glasses used by a Bambam or Kruger's camp Before this, you was a dope flop superfan So if you can't serve or handle Smith It's cos you got the butler in scary movies hands Shoot, if that and using random These punches and these punches are like stewards They'll have you removed from grounds In every battle I've seen featuring Kelly It seems he has a chick's waist That makes a high pitch noise Or that of a kid's turn When you're squeezing a belly Your punches won't affect me If I've got one in the door And I don't need four men in your grill To drop you on the floor They're screamin' boom by eight I'm gonna find a hundred full support Guys, it's the rumble in the jungle It's my hundred versus George You said that stuff about my girl Was that meant to be a cuss Everyone here wants to be with a girl And marry in and don't get to fuck Whatever, also you said I'm racist You said I'm racist That's not true I see all people as equal Black, white, Chinese I don't discriminate I literally hate all fucking people Fuck this guy I know for a fact he's a liar He's the kind to eat pussy and be like Nah, don't do that Black man don't eat vagina It's what he was like If people don't react to my punches I'm gonna have to turn this into some Math disaster type punchlines Acting like you hit the hardest I read that thinking That shit's retarded Then again you are an arrogant sucko Known for having punches that rarely hit their targets Cause you wanna check shit and act like You're killing them But you're faked like raw silicon Try and sneak up on my block And I'll rock your door with that George Zimmerman But no, no If we actually fought You come at me saying You stick a fork in my chin I'll be quiet But when you're gone I'll be talking again How are you the deepest to leave Scouts and pieces swinging round With your cleavage Like you're downward to reapers But remember this Those who are loudest Are weakest Cause you're past the age of 13 Still bragging about being a rebel Real rebels don't need to brag They don't do it for the praise They rebel for a reason You're like one of these Facebook politicians Posted up memes they think they agree with Cause you don't actually understand What you believe in Cause all you do is talk this bullshit About how you're spending all this wealth You're such a fucking arrogant faggot You probably take pictures in the mirror And send them to yourself Unlock Smith There's nothing that can't unlock My fuck, you're so dumb You probably can't even open a lunchbox Yo I feel bad for this pilgrim Cause he's an actual victim Every day growing up in his household Was Black History Month Cause all his fucking stepdaddies whipped him And yo How many stepdads you have? 5, 10, 15 You practically lived as an orphan Living in an awkward lonely home Cause your mum was such a tortured broken hoe You had more potential fathers Than a fucking Maury Povet show But that explains That explains why your bars are shallow You're overcompensating every time you cast that arrow Cause inside you're just a lonely little boy chasing Your absent father's shadow Yo And you're so old Every time you talk about hip hop You're hip pops I'm surprised that beer's not great How the fuck are you gonna shout to a battle Looking like fucking 42 years a slave Yo I'm like locksmith at the gym I'm known for setting that bar low You can't Put the phones down You're not shocked I'm like locksmith at the gym I'm known for setting that bar low You kinda look like the inside of my asshole Yo And the thing is You were moaning on Twitter about my race bars Talk calling me a racist youth Acting like the race tag was irrelevant Forgetting that against Jokerstar You and Tony D were hating on his melanin So you can take this battle as a fucking taste of your own medicine You're an attention whore A clown who walks around and only talked about Cause you said you'd rather stick your dick in your daughter's mouth How far will you go to get applause from crowds? You planted that seed, that's dirt That needs to be watered down So before you say some more rude shit Close your two lips It's time I rolls and grew big And this music I'm performing right All kids dying is battle ring If you're a thorn in my side BUSHES It's that time This whole line's mine So don't step on My bars go off like Line mines when I Line mine and when it's sparse time My lines are usually dumb So this Hand of God I use for some Has seen me on a move like Maradona against England I'm on a stupid run Let's assess how much of a prick you are Every poor child in your tales Is a big facade You went on dating in the dark And working Clinton cards And bars And I'm built for this Rowan Like Matthew Pinson's arms Before I get too racist I understand that I may switch But why the fuck are you racist You're a mixed race kid To the mixed race chick Against peace soldier You was on the same tip To this victory For all my brothers slain on the slave ship Tossed over poor naked And slave master far above I hope your kids don't go through the same shit That's seen my generation tainted Slavery days Them kids are yours And mixed not pure So for hitting the sister up You would have the kid like Chicken George All your bars instant pause And cause you like Cockfighting so much Your son's gonna grab a chicken George Instead of being racist in the bars that you spit Teach your kids that being black Has its advantages So teach them their family tree Every branch of it Metaphors and deadly speech You're getting bros that fellas needs Tell us please How the fuck have you joined Genevieve But you still won't get respect from me So let it be Yesterday All your troubles seemed so far away But then you met with me So accept defeat I could be too But that's not what Smith's about I'd rather get high advanced Get twist and shot You could have spent a day in my life Without thinking Smith's the geezer Smoking splish with fellow dealers Scheming on the P4 Yellow submarine up George, you're a sideman With Lenin You can't compete, bruv And I heard you're engaged So I can take your bimbo tart And met the Ringo star And in this Battlezone Man is known You got holes in your material George Shabby clothes And lots even though I flopped Got more strats than the zebra crossing on Abbey Road You said that you could fuck my fiancé You have more chance of fucking Beyonce She's not attracted to the kind of guys that say mandem And just cos you Just cos you talk about how you load up the Mac 10 Does not mean you know how to Mac 10s In the last two rounds You did a bunch of sports references Fucking hell I haven't heard anyone do that many football bars Since double L Anyway, oh You called me an attention whore He's the kind of guy who brags about going to court If I'm an attention seeker By seeking his battle You're just seeking the attention I already caught So You're basically an attention seeker seeker So fuck that guy He seeks second hand attention Like a contact high Yo And you You're one of these guys Who tries to act like their original Like their lyric set precedence But you just took that daughter bar And twisted our context To give it some relevance But I swear your mum must have been drinking for a pregnancy Because it's known to inhibit development And limit intelligence And And yo Because the fact is how many times you have to say that shit It was just a line I did for laughter Only a dumb motherfucker like you Could think five seconds from a battle With the five years of father And yo You know when you got that fucking Fuck chicks you wanna fuck And you got some fucking fat rusty friend So you get your wing man to bring her over to the bar Well that's kinda like you and Tony Because people only fuck with you to get closer to the star Yo And your words are like bullets Because every time you spit Feels like you took three in the air You're the ninja of the rap world Because nobody here has ever seen your career And look Smith Fuck a government name You act like your name was generated By a random government computer And you fix the birth when you hit this earth But it was given to you by your mum So every time you disregard your name You're just disrespecting her Because you think you're Jay-Z Like you're dropping hot tracks And top raps that swear and rock the nation The fact is you're a wack activist fag Who actively raps about a tax of blades to foster hatred You want that fat cash and stack of raps And a bank of chains to stop your basement But I swear this man's drinking Because the closest you'll ever get to a black Lincoln Is when reading about the emancipation proclamation Yo Yo so you can rap about Man with a accent to your wife I'm the best with a knife Punch you dead in a fight Cut off your head in a night But all that shows is that you have no death to your life You're just the product of a white manufactured stereotype See, because whenever you come to an event It's like you're always getting involved in commotions It's like you automatically go through the motions And punches are thrown and noses are broken But fighting doesn't make you tough It makes you out of control And it's all you fucking bitches Who can't control their emotions And yo Because this is how the power of the B Want you to act What? Oh, you're pointing at me Alright, I thought you just said You like me, it's cool Yeah, this is how the power of the B Want you to act They divide and conquer So the oaths of civil unrest and racial tension But I'm about to teach you an amazing lesson Violence is the tool of the weak Your mind is your greatest weapon So you need to sharpen it And turn it back on those who oppress you But you're too fucking busy trying to impress dudes So every time you talk about how you're Popping a clip and knock out a prick And hollow a bitch You're basically jerking that corporate party line And swallowing dick Because you think you're unique But you're just as sheep Whose actions are predetermined and directed As you follow their script So you can encapsulate a chapter And page of actual raves I call these waste men But all that proves is that you're a beast You're captured and trapped in a cage Of your own creation And yo You can rebuttal that whole round Tell me you're not a stereotype That's fucking weak Next you'll be telling me you don't like chicken Nugget please Little Georgie Kelly is divorced already Married over before he saw confetti Like he was a champion across the country Because she took the kids house ring And of course the teddy Your first wife left because the nerd's wired And I heard she was the worst type of dirt grime Can't to get a captain fish fingers When you stick them in the bird's eye Put that hustle, because you are pussy And never had the reason to But you wouldn't survive in the jungle You need a zoo Or at least Baloo and Mowgli to lead And teach you through You get mesmerized by the snakes lives Tiger see you as a piece of food So Georg, let me speak to you Life ain't as animated as you seem to move You ain't got one You need a clue Drop the facade Be a father figure Feed your utes and teach them their roots And maybe the little monkeys Can learn to be like someone like you You struggle with the mind inside Prick So Genevieve, you're dealing with a mind Not with a side bit But with an inside bitch You ain't a masculine hybrid Just a retic and high pitch That overactive high chicken side Definitely knows She wants a presence to be felt So she's letting me know You come across way too feminine bro So it's time to release the demon That possesses your soul Like the exorcism of Emily Rose You believe you can fly But you aren't ready And you said to me After too many large babies You lick your girl's toes Arse and G-spot Use your tongue as a butt plug When the arse smelly So this menace took a sketch Yeah, so this menace took a sketch From another artist pad Not cause my cross messy It's cause I bet you even piss on her too I know who you are Kelly I said having sex with no girls Struggled to getting back to the hotel And you say you're straight But I'm pretty sure you like The best of both worlds So, if I had to be honest I'd say Enigma was trapped in the closet And your team wanted to tap it For the longest She looks buff but grand I just want a bump and grind AJ nothing but a number I just want to show where the feelings She's been missing So Genevieve Really you should listen You win the world's greatest But I know a few decent positions And recently been wishing You will ride the BMW Or let me stick the key in your ignition For your decision Not looking pressed It's cause what's coming next Is a woman's friend In an Instagram post You declared If you could turn back the hands of time Enough of the R. Kelly usage there You'd still be confused and scared No tats, no confidence No booze, no bed Just a reclusive square Abused and wed I never changed Just advancing through the years Well, you just come to this stage With an image that you've prepared They dread luck off the top Cause what I'm coming with Twisted And judges I've won if you have listened And I better get the fucking decision Cause there's got to be a price To pay for acting fake here So it's nothing to split his wits And so I'm comfortable in it You just spent Three rounds Talking about my girl While she was rapping I get it You want to fuck her Not gonna happen I mean That is dumb This is a battle rap Not motherfuckingmatch.com And yo Or dating in the dark Or dating in the dark No, dating in the dark Alright, cool, yeah, so He likes to act Like he gets models and sluts But luck is corrupt The only way he gets pussy Is cause he's the type to spend five rounds On a night out Popping bottles in clubs He's that fucking idiot in VIP like Fuck it, don't pee ladies But all you say is a pack of lies So you need to quit acting Like your magic mic Cause you can tell people You draw honeys back to your pad at night To smash their pipes But motherfucker that ain't right You don't draw in honeys like an attractive guy You put down honey traps for those fucking slags And attract the flies Plus you're always trying to catch some hype So whilst Tony D smashes guys With acid lines Four foot intended Like one of the Jackson 5 Four foot intended Like one of the Jackson 5 You're just that fucking Stupid overreaction guy Like all friend here everywhere Yo You want to act like you're the hardest spitter Been killing the game since a harmless nipper But let me unmask the picture First off, your bars are littered Secondly, you're a fucking disrespectful arrogant cunt Who clearly lacked a father figure Cause it leads Let me get around to this saga Err kicked your stage with throwing beer and Charlie clips You practically drowned him in lager And you stormed off like Fuck Rowan, he's a slick snake with shit crates He's gonna get pounded to plaster Gonna display the wristache as you Spray every witch way And hollow him out with a blaster Pull out a six-way switchblade And fade him out like a barber Gonna make his rib-zake When you bring hate for that shit-slay And all I heard was the sound of a martyr Cause now here you are once again On his stage, on his day Spitting his way Which just means you're a shit-fake bitch Made sick slave who bowed down to his master Fucking dickhead I bet her wishes he never met you He released your EP on dope flop And then you had to like a fucking dog And tried to bite the hand that fed you Cause that's who you are Just a big dumb dog Always barking and playing rough until it's late Then jumping up to the table to eat off someone else's plate A of Tony D, E and D Don't flop You're just eating and eating But never putting anything back in You're like that guy in Munch's pussy All night long And doesn't end up smashing Yo You're just a- You're just a poison-ink Independent Tony picked up Cause the moment he wrote with you His career went tits up Just remember You're a replacement You're not his top partner He went from rapping with Doc Brown To rapping with Doc Darker Cause you'll never You'll never make it in this game No matter how much you hang off the tip of hip-hop stick Just accept the fact that the locks will never need a locksmith Cause you might have had some views back in the day We need to stop with the history Motherfucker called himself locksmith And can't even break the lock on the industry So you can talk about how I'm the best there will be No one can ever compete But you'll never break into rap's premier league So next time Instead of asking your crew to select you a beat Why don't you go ask DJ Bones to give you His motherfucking skeleton key Yo You're the human form Of a sexual disease Plus you got elephant teeth And I don't know if anyone told you this But you look exactly like Motherfucker Grover from Sesame Street And yo Yo you're a low tier rapper You're not getting any higher You're the fucking reason We're at the bottom of the flyer We thought you were gonna win this But if you lose I know exactly what this prick will do He'll run straight to Twitter to complain Cause he's exactly what a fucking bitch would do Tired Yo that's not a one Make some noise for Nick We're in love with people Yo it's good Don't flop a fucking day You know the school we're here at Sombun Make sure you tweet us all your opinions Of that battle At Don't Flop hashtag Sombun It was battle number one Of the weekend My dude Locksmith's gone off It's my dude Enigma But the first dude Picking up a unanimous win Of the day It's the guy on the right Enigma Make some noise Funny weed and poppin' ease Cause you look like a fucking fiend And then you want to try and triple tea Well come my G Cause from you see My dog's itch Fucking flea Commander Spar From you see My dog's itch Fucking flea Commander start licking that biscuit Like Marlowe and Shuffle Tea