 How they gonna act like you ain't got the dough or the IQ to flow, my brother? My brother How they gonna act like you ain't only gonna floor to get on these hoes, my nigga? My nigga How they gonna act like you ain't a queen, wanting everything that you've seen, my sister? You see things different, just wanna rewind, with ya? Yeah, feel that B-line, with ya? I'm gettin' sold Once again, don't flop all fucking day, this is a sunburn, volume number two, twenty-fifty and warm-up party We have reached the main event, London, Green Man, Great Portland, speak, please make some fucking noise while I talk I'm studying at the spot, shouting my team, they went to USA with me, shouting my brother Quill, proving why I'm the guy that does this every time We're about to get into the main event of the night, this is gonna be a fucking dope, two-on-two battle You know, dykeflop.com is always bringing them two-on-twos back, let's get straight into it MC's on my right-hand side, going by the team name, camouflage, choose where you got, lens one, and press one Basically, do you check the music as well though, music's dope And the same thing on my left-hand side, make sure you check all the four MC's music On my left-hand side, teaming up, you see no one dykeflop before, we've got my man, Danny Jack and Sleepy G This is fun, yeah, yeah, okay So, make sure you leave a comment on facebook.com slash viewpoint df, make sure your Twitter's an app, don't flop And make sure you put the hashtag, some burn the two with the comment We chose off-camera, they wanna flip, they chose camouflage children to go first, round number one Oh, they wanna flip, they chose M's to go first, round number one, let's go Yo, yo, shh, right, before we start, before we start, there's probably something I don't need to address Slow it down, there's probably something I didn't need to wear A dress, a dress, but fuck it, it's Danny Jack, it's Danny Jack Best believe I'm the savior, bitches, and whether I'm in a dress or not, best believe we're gonna save you, bitches So we got press one, and someone You came to sunburn to catch your body, so for us it's not as long You got me battling another tryout, the fuck I do something wrong, but let's get into it You think you guys got slept on and you guessed wrong It's from here wrong, we share a little space on the fly, so just a little heads up, a tight line That's your neck gone You used to be about body in the name, but now it's just names for a body So after press one And lens one, it's just on to the next one Because press, you went from battling Krueger and Arkenos 20-10 times To being the undercard of a park event A high headline The fuck knows what's the opposite, this lens guy, this only here because of my irrelevant friend guy This is okay on sunburn, probably had to drop down and give head guy It's five years too late, only here because your career is kind of dead guy We've both been in the ring with this generation's best guys, guys seem to be legendary So for once we asked for a body, they said press one And we got a secretary Now this is an old dog to a vet, you're getting put down at best by Malcolm X But that's any means necessary And lens one, bro for real Lens one You've got a name that sounds like a shit Korean camera shot You guys all teamed up, because it's Baywatching Yeah, it's both our names Hasselhoff And press, you look like some low-budget Bond villain And yet Yeah, you're about as pregnant as a gigapet Let me think a sec, yo, let me think a sec There's like a James Bond film on the script a sec Throw the henchmen off the villain set, they're damn, it's a mess Tomorrow never dies His body's falling to whatever we're printing, press You both got the swagger of that shit hip-hop duo who tried to shift their mix CDs outside a load of big shops Presses their bang and a mix tape off an iPod till lens slides up like Yo, you boys into hip-hop This way, this way that shit stops, because the truth is this Yousif is a stupid bitch A camouflage children, where we heard your music kids And that stupid shit ain't crunch, it's because it sounds ludicrous You ain't been around for years, mate So you really ain't been doing shit Nobody in this room has a clue what your movement is And yet somehow you convinced yourselves that you would win Camouflage children becoming like that magic circle Just an exclusive group of bitch illusionists Bruv, you look like Slut and Ibrahimovic You look like Slut and Ibrahimovic If he was wacky, he didn't give a shit I was actually about to finish it I was rapping with an immigrant Oh, he's stacking his a thing Come on Our olive lens like, please don't come weak to this It's only three weeks to this Don't sleep on it Read on it, do your research, spend at least more than one week on it For what, bruv? You don't get no beat for this No I don't give us P for this No Can we split a couple old school guards ending in the feet for this No Bruv, what? If they see me flip Or try to touch the lens I make more than their CD skit We're played out They're just mad because we play out My man forgot his P.E. kit Yeah, I'm lens one Lens one Me and my boys, the hook Leave you stabbed twice Pissed if you see one on his own That's a magpie Bad luck and black lies Refuse to say I'm ever wrong See, he's an awful cunt Give the wrong address so when the caution comes They call your mum They're where you from Bright and fam Man, I hate them noble cunts Walking backwards, talking like an awkward spastic And this guy's pool of wrackly fam You've had an awful run Took the mickey like a bad joke Went and replaced him with his tadpole And sleepy looks 20% Polish Use a tadpole Someone Let's say impress one and someone Dickhead, try say it again First battle ever in its main event You wanna pipe up, I've got a pipe bomb to make you pipe down You've been a tryout since you tried out Maybe you tried out See, he's two fresh rappers versus two wet blankets And our chemistry is better We on blue meth status See, you may have the fans in high But forget that for a minute Cause you went actually nice and we in random guys We've been here for a minute So you climbed up that ladder pretty quickly chap Now set your targets higher Cause it's easy to get the main part When half the cost retired Your high paid based on skill or talent Bars, you pray the songs you laid You got a fake buzz I swear they fall apart come boxing day True He's that one little bit of action during songs of praise You're that one little You're that one little slap during a hockey game What else? You're that one bit of smile and a somber face I knew that fat waste of space I may con unplay If you really can stomach what's on your plate Would you know about Barry and your grandfather Two weeks today Same shit different place Difference being I preferred the burial When I didn't see his face And you look disgusting You need a scrub with a brillo I stay on sleep I stay on sleep his case hard Like I just spunked on his pillow Yo Yo Get him daddy I said I flow through metal I flow and make these fuckers dust You said you were the main event Fun it's because of us They say They say lens is a hard spit I'm a laugh at that The dude can hardly wrap Because you've got this I want everyone in the room to think I'm the hardest man Retarded swag On a real You really think your image is hard like that No in reality You're just a physical embodiment of a roadman starter pack Well your name is Hardly Bang I don't know where to start with that Camouflage children Bro that shit sounds like a project and art attack I felt to take this shit from a black down in the rocky man When you both scare everybody on public transport Your camouflage is wack Bro Why did you tell Mace Windu He could spray with you Daddy daddy daddy daddy Have you seen lenses hairline Man you need to pick this shit Bro that is the peak of shit My hairline ain't the best And sleepy recedes a bit Bro if your hairline goes back further Roboto Carlos running up to take a free kick Now press Why did you try to step to the titans So your friend to stop hiding Because he ain't got fame in his future He needs to reset his horizons Because his names are only remembered for dying Like Cecil the lion Am I putting into your lion He's just a beggar inviting Because we three kings You don't fit in the belt of Orion Wait wait wait Belt of Orion I think you're giving press a little too much credit mate What do you mean Well you know we've been prepping for about a month yeah I didn't have a fucking clue he was until yesterday Me neither but I couldn't cut that final bar at the edge They're fucking, they're both still getting sent to about a space Like a doubly strapped perry mate Anyway We got another one of these tough guys On Twitter Type a guy to claim he's all about that thug life On Twitter Type a guy to call everyone a keyboard warrior On Twitter Type a guy to get super aggressive and body up On Twitter Listen press your point in towards your pressure point Staging from the dead stairs This sunburn Yet we chill as fuck We should be kicked back on debt chairs Lens bought this card kit From a breakout performance So that they would make the best pair But they say camera talk Being under a sunburn Ain't likely to bring lens flare Peaking out of view to you We're peeking out your altitude That roll by an attitude faking As an honest disguise It's a horrid disguise These guys are about to lose Fronting like you'll click a can But this click just gas like mountain dew It really ain't a thing for us two To be clowning you because When I get grabbed you And I have 84,000 in me You're that swat at every house party That plays low key in the kitchen like You're that swat that plays low key in the kitchen like No you don't don't get it You really got this No you don't don't get it You really got this Can't you see what he's saying He's really trying to stop the system What do you mean by this You're not sleeping on the vision You're sleeping on the vision And lens And lens You look like the type of guy You should not be ramping with Because you look like You're pulling the tool from the bag and shit Whoa You mean he's actually a nutter Would actually bang the fifth No bro He looks like a traffic warden You're fucking a camping shit And lens There's a guy outside On the double hand on there You need to pay the fine And it's a double in price But you're not paying dying Paces me off and still bothers me to know when What's that cuz He had a debatable battle with a girl Who lost about rap ironically to her friend So you got gas off that deep throat bus And yeah You got stats off that deep throat bus Nearly a hundred stacks on that deep throat bus But man a man a pay cash for that deep throat love Oh shit I heard Denny spent a night in jail So now he's charged up And this guy paid the bill He took some sleep to get his bars up And with all that excuses So that choking you That is so lame of course You catching penalty fines And getting kicked off your train of four I'm gonna take a course To make sure you just remain a corpse Don't make me make the call Don't make him Don't even utter my name Turn around and cover your face You're only caught a car so We don't want to see you from the knee Up in the frame And he's the realest Nigga in the place What? Cuz I ain't throwing shade I'm throwing blickness in your face You need to allow that cake bro And Denny You need to ease up on that cake so Cuz you ain't by a cartel Can't imagine Danny on no party Sowing the whitest black bitch I've ever seen Man you are Aunty Tom We coming quick we studied this Think quick we studied this Don't need time to adjust to it You're three quarters black So to me that mean you're just a nigg I bet you hold that mellow pain of a lie And you're that yellow stain on a white T Don't be acting silly Philly Moving shifty in my city But that flow ain't skipy You're so beat like Piggies through a sickie And fuck you No girl's arms are long enough to hug you Go do a couple laps like the dog you make love to This fat cunt before he could handle a fat blunt But basically he took tube on literally And went and robbed a bakery You ain't stacking bread You're living lame No flashy checks No living wage Your nappy head Your shit for brains Your flabby flesh Your piggy face Tony Soprano with that bravado Gets all aggressive and shout Sleepy G Cos he's addicted to his therapist's couch And with that flow and that's enough And told that you're a fraud inside Fought you were from overseas Because you've been abroad for time Yet again Yet again You said I smoke weed You should have done better research bro Cos I've got Danny Jack with me here again I do every now and again I'm a new man Alright Yo I made my name as a joker But they love me like Harley Quinn Camouflage children Nah, press, you're just camouflaging him Cos our lines come like sharp knives They just cut and carve in skin Cos lens and enigma like the Riddler I just see the question mark in him And let me start again Cos I think of a fuck of you guys Are the hardest friends Press, we know you're paroling You're two-faced You left your boy dead from the coin toss Like Harvey then Welcome back to the battle rap party press But best be hardy lens Cos this battle world harsh and dense camouflage Bro, I've had a laugh This undergrowth would cut your throat As soon as you craft the sense You've opened Pandora's box labs And to this new world you can't connect Whereas we connect with the roots of this world Like Navi Drets And he's hardly blessed But what you've witnessed here Is two killers prove these kids straight Insincere Lens only here for the buzz But camouflage fit in his career Cos after this battle He'll blend into the background And straight disappear Camouflage children Wankers Type of dickheads to not talk about That nose they'll use to open you Now they live that life of struggle Can't trust anyone that they've spoken to Or we've had it all before kids You ever wonder why you ain't broken through It's because you push your bullshit on everyone It's like a fucking press it's supposed to do It's a typical type of press Trying to control the news But camouflage children are innovative It's just an invitation for the kids to bruise And we know these neaks grown egos Over nothing These camouflage kids need to lose Arrogance is for amateurs If you're punching my butt We're stocking you up If you keep those smug greens in your doom One punch could easily turn that little chip on your shoulder Into way more than a chip in your tooth It's all right though I don't have to tell his teeth to rest in peace Because Callum's one of my best mates, mate And he knows someone he knows all about Homed industry I'm talking Dave Moose Listen, Lens impressed this Roadman impression really ain't impressing me Cos before you battled crafty At a park event That eye headlined I've never heard of you For certain You ain't someone I'm impressed to meet I'm digressing though Cos you're so predictable You need to learn to get this Greek Cos I can see what's going to start happening As soon as you start rapping Whenever I get to see a breath release And your first name's Youssef We ain't really got bars for that I'm sure that your middle name was Callum We really have a lot for that You're out of practice You're out of practice Fam and Lens You're a try-out bro So performing in front of battle fans Ain't your natural habitat Yes, he's about to run Danny Jack would battle rap When Lens has been giving it the biggin And gets no reaction Well, Youssef won't be having that And that'll be the final straw That broke the camel's back Yes Every written would bring in This polished and proper heavy So you must have bollocks lying If you honestly thought you lot could test me This chase More of a game of cat and mouse And Tom and Jerry In fact, we've seen your DNA And now it's ready Yo, Jack What the fuck are you doing? I'm getting that chocolate ready What the fuck are you doing? I'm trying to get the chocolate ready Jack stop Jack stop already Fucks sake You do all these violent bars You must know how to let the gun burst Fucks sake I just watched URL And like everyone else I ain't got a fucking clue how a gun works You wonder why we're not on the main day Of fucking sunburn time Y'all are making it pretty clear There ain't no finna here O.M.C. saying finna here Who said finna? He said finna He the thickest thing You start your rounds all sick And then you calm down Piss because I took your cookie jar now Just put some vagacil around his lips And stop talking at your pussy clown mouth So just stop talking at that fat mouth pussy Cause we got a whatsapp With your whole first round pussy Yeah And we ain't the kind of guys To pussy foot round pussy But can't blame a pair of pussies Who ain't been around pussy You know what What? You look like my insecurities And you look like your insecurities Cause in the real world What? Ain't nobody heard of no Danny Jack Relies on the net to survive like an acrobat And I ain't havin' that Cause online He halted up a pig Of himself in a dress like a bitch And in the next day In that vid Uncarnival What? Don't be surprised when you get a dress like a bitch But let's get on the really Really really You did that for Emily Tilley Who ain't no elegant bitchy That for likes of the honeymoon To wear elephant titties Oh dear god Danny Welcome to Regretting in City Your earth shadow puppy And you love it Oh And I ain't surprised that you live such an angry life Whenever you get called a handsome guy You feel patronized What? Are you dumb in the head? Must have been something he said Cause you look and smell Like you leave what's it crumbs in your bed Oh Your little spots on his skin And that horrible teeth What? Mr. Blobby won't be They need a size bar And it ain't comic releasing Everything that speaks a blessing Everything you speak a question You're a chef and I'm a chef But I'm the best This needs a dressing car That bland white white food to cook That needs a dressing Blah Blah How you gonna try and talk to the profit When you work in a place where Salt is exotic I would pour soup in the wounds Of your bleeding wrist But you catching sunburn in September You don't know what season is The truth, sleepy How the fuck is man a chef When you're putting people off the food Sleepy More than a bit of a fuss Easy to pick him apart You stay local I'm on a mission to Mars I aim to be the Michelin man I'm aiming for the Michelin star Because fam, have you caught it already? What? And we's got a pot belly That could probably smuggle pot in his belly Ah Entire kitchen appliances Pants and pots in his belly That lost verse from Cosy And socks in his belly Ah Different time zones And different clocks in that belly I have literally got a rave That pops off in that belly I know at least ten drug dealers You lick shots in that belly If I don't flop emcees That got robbed by that belly If I'm alarming that We should stop it already How can I stop it if man Don't open Pandora's box in that belly Fuck your exes Fuck your exes Cos that bad game Let's talk My bad game