 Welcome back, we're at one of the main events of the day, everybody please here at Brickster Jam, make some noise for Don't Flop by the time you're here. Follow us on social media, follow us at Don't Flop Live on Snapchat as well, the 8th birthday weekend is coming as the 17th to the 20th of November 2016, I can't wait. We're doing events in London and in Leeds as well, it's the first ever time we've done it. Two London events, two Leeds events in the space of four days, please make sure you check out Don't Flop.com to get all the details. Anyway, we're getting into one of the first main events of the day, MC on my right hand side smashes last battle up at Checkpoint and many others before that, Rafta, make some noise. Yesterday's happy birthday, shuffle tea on the left hand side, make some noise, let's go. Where's your birthday? 15th of February. Make some noise for shuffle tea! The first three rounds, point one shit, sunbow three, please tweet us on atbonkflop with the hashtag sunbow three as well, whenever you want bruv, let's do this. Right, yo. Set the beat shuffle, I gotta switch it up. Mix bars with cheap and funny spells, so I wrote a few jokes. But when I prepped it seemed them comfy well for reasons I couldn't tell, so I went looking for my boy Briggs, cos that's when we'd always see them look for help. He said, it's because you're having changes, reap upon yourself to try and please somebody else, you do do bro. I am Brian fucking Warhurst. Five-seven, slightly balling, violent, always fighting, balling, cos I was born with the heart of a lion brawing, and fighting talk is the language that I was taught shit, I'd absorbed it, I didn't get no time for calling, I just walked him, a young little fighter for me, ready to deal with what this life has brought him, and I'm still here alive and talking. So the opinion of a posh fucking stuck up pansy cunt is a minor for me. So the opinion of a posh stuck up fucking pansy cunt is a minor for me, real recognise real, and the real recognise me for it, so if it means losing a battle because I refuse to change my style for it, find me warden, Jesus, I'll take this one from a people when you crucify me for it, but see, I know everything he's gonna say, he's gonna use my disadvantages for disadvantages. Say shit that isn't accurate, every single founder of him, giggle, giggle, waffa, every single founder of his will giggle, clap with him, it's embarrassing, his gimmick act, I'll stick the rap, go tip the topic, then Ricky Cotton v Mickey, finally we've learned that now. And then I'll predict he'll have it dig out, no being in the business management with an addict twist and his prison slapping women, ashen sniff, same old shitty angle in a different bow, it's getting wrapped up, it's just making one a put an eagle in his mouth, like he kissed a badge and it's crystal policies. Fucking pull another one, this case closed like hidden passages of me, fuck Joltz, cause see I rep for the streets, F the police, love to my brothers that I've resting in peace, bless to the G's, she ain't changing shit till I've been the one pleased with the same guy with the top end of the beam from Brest and the C's rock tour, worldwide respecting him, see refreshing the scene, I ain't getting telling jokes, so if that's when you're respecting, for me I suggest that you leave cause I rap, so I'll stick the punches, metas and schemes and watch me deliver them effortlessly while you stick to being a petty and cheap pathetic and lead feminine equal, just look me up, it's kind of insane, I mean. It's obvious, it's gonna spend a lot of his time mocking my life, but remember bro, there's many money in this weary life story with the same topic as mine, you judge people from a lifestyle and you even remotely know what it's like, that's so hard, you dissils for the game you play while you watch from the sides, but I mean now I do what I want to do for the times that couldn't when I wanted to, when I was wanting to go round in circles, I've just God do what I've got to do, so laugh at my expense bro, it'll cost a few, lost a tooth, this round fuck breakin' him down, this round's been straight from the block from you, from the man that I shot him through to the smackers and the prostitutes you're a little fucking weed, nothing but a posh recluse and to get rid of a weed, you've got to attack it from the roots. So the little figurines on the iron board, caught in some little tiny war against the Lego man armed with the pirate sword. Obsession you get from boys when they're young, at the same stage that they're playing with their toys in their trucks, Raptor of course be in Latin for boisterous cunt, Raptor of course be in Latin for boisterous cunt, noisy and rough and annoying as fuck. So you better be careful when you see Raptor in the place because you never know when you're snapping in an angry little rage but if you've got time I'll check my watch but I don't have it with me mate. Oh it appears that you stab me in the face. The one with the youth, an angry fucker because you've got nothing to do, real men use reason, not fit when they've got something to prove, can't think of any right now but trust me they do, it's just ridiculous anyway, you can't argue with that. Most people go straight to violence are stupid twats, it's like you can't adopt the opinion that I've asked you to have so we're gonna throw our limbs at each other so one of us can't do it back. In the place, we're always less than a mile, someone injecting over a heroin vial and under 12 year old who's pregnant with a child, basically an episode of Jeremy Clough. Speaking of which, I've actually, I've seen him before. He's one of the few butlers who I've seen previously. He actually made it to be seen on TV. From my abusive, my, he's, I've actually seen him on, he's one of the abusive, fucking what am I talking about? I have actually seen him previously. He's one of the few butlers who's actually been on TV. From my patients with my abusive boyfriends reaching his peak and my drug addicted uncle keeps stealing from me. Got there in the fucking end, didn't we? But I won't talk about your abusive relationship because that won't be new. And I won't talk about you being like shotty because that's already known to you. But what we'll say is the very fact that things like that are overused is total proof that I don't need to. We already know it's true. Expect ignore. That must have been a sober insight. Reminds me of when I was young with my cousin. Oh, we would fight. Punch him a little hard two, one, two hard ones and got grounded for over a night. So it's alright. I know what it's like. I was easily impressed, especially not when you put jail as your previous address. You tried to change it to where it's from in Manchester and they hit him with, wow, we might actually just leave that as prison for now. It's really nasty. So I really am sorry, guys. No punchline. I just sincerely apologise. He didn't fucking do one then, didn't he? But he usually likes to do them fucking. Them fucking long, multi-schemes, didn't he? I'm the best at that shit, isn't it? I do them a lot better than you. It's not clever. The content is reduced. Stop bending the truth. I'm hot-headed. I'm one second from Brock Lesnar and you've got the squad ready to shoot like Ross Kent. We're just doing it to the character. To the character? Yeah. Good. Because I've still got many. Gotta go one better than you. Competitive dude. Even got God bless him. Me too. From Evan, the views on Godlike. You crossed heaven with zoos of fine prey. Watch every move ever with one step from the shoot. Stop one step on the shoot. Stop messing with you. Got skunk giving off. Sent in a room. It's not pepper the pure. It's the strong smelling. Cross-fessing with blues. Drop fresh in the zooty. Relevant motives. I can go on forever with its true. But I'll stop dead. Summit up in one sentence for you guys. Motives are the wrong method to choose. If they're not relevant to, there's one head in the room. That's me. Fucking bars I'm spitting. Smarter written. Punch lines are harder hitting. Targeting them with smart places. You see, I can rap with days, bro. So I'm cooler. Discard the limits. Fuck the times. You want double lines. Fine. That's a parking ticket now. Now I know when this battle dropped, that a lot of you fans were shocked. They're like, why are you battling a joker? Surely not a just damaged stock. Now, usually I have the greed. But for this one battle, I'ma have to not. And it's cost. Teat is the perfect thing for aftershock. So... Fucking hell is that here? Teat. What are you saying, bro? Shit. Teat is the perfect thing for aftershock. So I'm sick. Of people like you, having a battle watched and thinking you can have a pot, you would give me. Leave battle rapping to the rapper's dog. I'll show you how it's done. While the spectators stand and watch. You think, e.g., yeah, just someone I'll make an example of. But... You see, I'll give you the talk this while in your life, TMI. Meaning there's not enough fight inside of the guy you can confine me with. He'll take a right beating, struggle him when he cries, be even perspiring as he cries, bleed him when his eyes bleed, and I'll send him to the dry cleaners with a blood sweat and tears he's never given on his white V-fail. Mr. and Mrs. Walhurst. I think it's ace you came in today. I think if we take Ryan's misbehaviour in a different way, we can see why he finds it difficult to participate with the games and things like that. You know what? Let's begin. Okay. So on May the 9th, he stays behind because he threatened Mr. Davis life with a pastry knife. So we made him do 80 lines. He turned up two hours early with a mirror caked in white saying you can't swim for a crazy night. This was never the same again. On November the... Wait, I'm forgetful today. Oh, I should have checked with it. Dave, do you remember when the last time that Ryan... Seventh of May. So forgetful today. Seventh of May. We did this where we'd be in the future thing that we'd get them to play where they'd say what jobs they want to have by 20, let's say. So one child wanted to be, you know, credited fame so we drew a celebrity's name. One child drew a fire engine display because they said they were brave. One child, very touching. I was like, do you have a picture of him? You're Ryan. Drew, the front cover of train spotting, injecting away with heroin stains, next to a blade with some MDMA and a picture of Scarface with his head in cocaine. So we gave him detention again. Ryan and another boy had a fight. We'll be boys, but your boy had a knife. He's astounding at maths. He can do algebra and doesn't count on his hands. The only glitch with this we found that he has is that he can only use the numbers if he converts them to ounces or grams. In performing arts, he excels as a student and an actor, as long as you refer to him by a pseudonym of Raptor. Sometimes he loses it and his head starts booming in an anger until it looks like the symptoms malfunction in nuclear reactors. Sorry, you must have understood why I brought you two into here. So we don't want to punish Ryan or let the tutors interfere. This is Manchester. He's brought our off-stead scores through and into clear. Why do you even battle, bro? What do you want a game from it? It's not like someone's going to watch a battle and you're going to go out and be a great comic. Listen, I battle because of rap and I'm trying to get my name popping, pay homage. Many have lost battles, never lost a war that has came from it because even when I take losses, I break, even when I make profit. Ever since I got fucking rubbed by soul. There's been a little circle hating and the words he's saying are circulating and now I'm getting aired as fans turn against people. Now the city changes, I'm going to leave earth against them. Use the spotlight to propel me like when you return the spaceship time out of this world. Say, well, you're a bow rapper, bro. You're just good at making words rhyme. Slow down puns that we get when you say them first time. And you say them in a rhythm. It just makes it worse, right? Say shit like you're just tweeting for attention like a baby bird's crying. Simple. You see, I've got it. The fans were intrigued as to why I was going to approach the class, whether it was a joke or rap. You see, now you're going to do shuffle. I said, shit, you should already know the dance. Tell my little clothes he's trapped. If he opens that, I've got huts up ready to strike like a cold bridge stance and I bet I'm showing hands after he chips in like a poker match book. Now, listen. This is so fucking weird. It's your fault, bro. I can take you to the estate for the talk as things ain't the same in the north. You're a southern fairy. You get battered inside of a damn chalk. It's a type of fucking faggot assessment. It doesn't solve anything. Brain of a bronze. Brain of a bronze. Because a guy born with a silver spoon eats a cake with a fork. So at the end of the day, when you start descending away, these lot forever remember my name because even good jokes get old, but great music will forever be played. To get off my face, you should have just asked me casual. I don't need drugs to make me do the robot like I'm part mechanical. Just get me sugar in me and my dancing's magical. I'm a pinata. That's a party animal. I've been watching him ever since I was a... Hold it ready for when you all of a sudden correct it. But fine, whatever. Fucking forget it. Now I'm going to get serious with Ryan now. I'm going to say something he won't want me crying out and it's not something he's going to take lying down. You are a... One sec, sorry, sorry. All right, cool. Hello? Mum? Yeah. It's not really the best time to be calling, okay? Because it's currently getting a little bit awkward on stage. No, no, no, no. I did already say I can't make empty dinner. I'll perform it today. Raptor. Raptor. You don't know it. Oh, Charlie Clips. I know we're getting clipped. Right, okay. Remember when we watched the title match? You're half of it. Raptor is the one whose parts we skipped. I mentioned the pod stuff. You know, it's all in good fun. I've talked to Mum. Yeah, okay, all right. Consider it already done. She said she wants me to call you a cunt. I don't care what Moira said at work in a horrible way. Who said that? What did she say? You're back at home. Yeah, phantom phoning. Hang up though. All right, all right, love you. Raptor. So. You don't know the shit I went through to battle you. Halfway into the flight we ran out of packaged food. I maintained we did what we had to do when we ate that member of the cabin crew. Halfway into eating his legs a woman from the back came through like I found some extra sandwich. Ooh.