 It's Mr Ian Daniels, the first game likely in revenue, it's 2014, the first event of the year for Dunkflop, it's raised the bar, it's round one, it's getting hot in here, and this prick is losing, y'all know my slogan, BAMALAM, at me at Joe Watts, that shit's getting loosed! Greetings, Ogmios here. You know, video judging's not just about sitting at home watching battles, it's about this, BAMALAM, versus the tallest battler in the universe, Mr Reed. Yo, I'm on a different wavelength, cryogenic chambers, my mind's like Einstein, brainstem, biometric bases. He said that, and he meant that, because he wrote that, and then read that. And he didn't throw it away, he kept that. And why are you looking at me like that? Is there something you wanna tell me? Rob, your mum's so fucking small, I bet she goes on Instagram and takes elfies. How many times has your ex fallen over the stairs? How many times has she walked into a lamp post, not knowing it's there? The bar tour, it opened in night, Bristol, where the fuck you at, make some noise! Fucking good as your boy, right here, Dublin, I am a first-ever time... Raise the bar, 2014, to a Liverpool city, make some noise! Tacky dubstep tracks, round and round, like a terabyte. You're stuck in year nine. Got a rag in one hand, a muffin in the other, that's a rag a muffin. Perched on my shoulder, there's a puffin, black and white bird, a rag a muffin. Blazed up with a gay bird, that's a puff, puffin, puffin. If a bird's on a rag, give her the muffin, then a rag a muffin. Raise the bar, tour, not AMC, where the fuck you at, make some noise! Ian Daniels, fuck him. Parham, how could you think that I wouldn't? Garka was staffing the EMD fan, so I got a lick of all of a sudden. Fuck that, let me show these pricks, I don't need a locksmith to open wigs. Mr. 13, slapping, because I think he's holding shit. You think he's the whole local? So fuck you, unanimous. I'm getting sick of this geek. And there's not one fucking rapper that I couldn't wig in this league. But if you talk spitters, don't friggin' agree, bring it to me. And if the champ wants to get on his high horse, he can die, or leave with his swine morph like Christopher Reeves. This is the Don't Flop, raise the bar, 2014 UK Tourist City No. 8. We're in Leicester, one more time, make some noise! New castle, this is the Raise the Bar Tour. Glasgow City, we're here in Scotland, one last time, make some noise! Bar Tour, South Coast, Brighton Town, we are here. Metal Shuffle and Mardow are boxed in bags. Your girl flies around the kid like an Oxfamman. One of us would just be kind of saying some stuff, and the next person would just be kind of making it up, and before you know it, the synchronisation is done, and we're basically one, mate. Fuck it, man, let's just go. You both need to stop and fucking analyse this. You spend a lot of time on the battle, like Tiff, and you actually write tracks that, like, have a nice mix, and watching Twilight crack on white kids against established producers with actual music, and playing their lives with them. Please, one more time, make some noise! Check, yo! You need practice, darling. Devs is back and I'm catching bodies. Right, these men are asking for me. Why? Cos on the one track, I done it. The fact is funny. Stay pissed off till I slap this money, and I'm gonna give a fucking my asses money. Hats in the cheese, separate the cooks and the hats and money. Making it like Lisa. Asking for more. Brace with the type of face who wears a mask to the ball. They say the bigger they are, then the harder they fall. You're on a high rise, when actual disasters are formed. I'm calling breakfast. It's like some movie. No directors. Overprotective, sensitive, and don't respect shit. Posted hits, just a moda. I won't accept. Act like Mr. Universe. I'll punch you in the solar plexus. Break it, break it. Get down! You're gonna be embarrassed when I let you out. I never screamin' out. What a fucking cow. I'm gonna make you hate this bitch. I'm gonna get a dude on rapy six in my ass. See, Bowsky's mama's been dry for a real long time. Came out of a test tube. Bought a drawer for the brush. Break him up with a plunger. And don't be tryin' that, Hey, Mixie, you're so shy, you're so shy. It blows my mind. Hey, Mixie. Hey, Mixie. Because Bowsky rippin' bars off James Arthur. That is not very good. Round number one is fantastic. Let's go. It's all just an act to show for the crowd. Well, this is how I act when no one's around. It's too fast. Just you ask anyone who knows what I'm about. Now tell ya, don't fuck around cause you can get a fucking roll in your face before you even open your mouth a bit. Artcake. My mind is fast paced as car chases. I've got soul's little heart racing. Pulse jumping through his charm bracelet. Tile shot. I'm the name on the tip of their tongue, but they can't say it like. And you're a little bitch of the mum, but they can't pay it. But look all the shit that I've done. You can't rate it. Well, you will when I give this body to soul like reincarnation. Fuck off. In front of you a burner suit at London Zoo. You're in mushrooms, you're doing gunshots. Your mum gets mugged up. She buns rocks. What are you going to say when you get punched up? You're a pussy. By who? By who, by me. I'm Charles Lickens. Lickster for walking. Lickle back when I lick a rhyme. I even come from a Lickle village inside of Lickton tonight. I've ever fronted like I ain't got ponds about licking. Saliva, I've told ya. A summertime 2014 sunburn. Bore the lion makes a fucking noise. I'm not confirmed. I bought an inbox from Sensor. Telemedia. Bowled in two to test ten in his classic for Blizzard. Making his return makes a fucking noise. The Lego, let's go. This is a real Lego rapper. He's got a boombox. A mic and a fat chain. Relative to his size. Hey yo. I've got a boombox. What the fuck are you about? I'm glued to the spot. Just because I'm true to the bluffs. Now how did I perceive you at this in the forewords of piece of shit? A bogus angle to try and put the crowd into a fever pitch. I've seen this shit, but I know you. So I know you was the meaning of it. Watch back boy, you've seen the exact when is the meaning of shit. Your body language leaking, bitch revealing shit. I treated it like bro. It read you like a book to fuck the fear of it. The cheapest trick. The purpose of that scheme was this. Beating up crowd reaction, Lady Siemens, if you was beating Chris. You wasn't. I did. Since you decided to get engaged and set a date to preparate for your special day and decorate up the wedding cake, which is smelling great, good effort mate, we couldn't ever wait to be helping James to celebrate. And until now, if you'd only ever speculate, seeing you both in the flesh today, I'd like to be the first to step in and say I bet that they will have a beautiful marriage. Though statistically you'll separate. I hear Germany Berlin make some fucking noise. Those are just philosaurs to be bars. Alright, bad bars. Me, yeah. Cause this is OMG versus who is he? Mother. So fuck you, we're not a good forest. Leave your body in a not a good forest. Body in the body, everybody gets body. Small or big like Christopher Wallace's body. That don't matter, cause me and my dog, what you like? What is the fuck up? Cause I'm born last, I'm gonna die. Like never been a born that brother. There's plenty of bad challenges and my other one ain't just and I get excited, but I just ain't attack another. I know that I'm in an X caliber, X caliber, don't wanna do anything. Yeah, pull on that. I ain't gonna lose this flash drive, would I? I ain't gonna show respect. Why should I? My dogs do drifting, drive by. So you're gonna hear his RRRRRR Fuck high. Hit the cop giantess. Equal it. Yeah, you mad. But if I sweep free runs, I don't lose. My responsibility, so responsibility, pay my brain and kill you. And I pay my fucking rent, bro. Hey, yo, this is Don't Block. Manchester versus London, B versus UK, rap battle all UK versus UK, rap battles. Are you ready? Down to show off. This is what they waited for. Me and you waging war on the stage for the sake of talk. Well, let's make them talk. It's been fair. You've been scared since the day it started taking costs. I've played these thoughts, but I'm not here to take your title. Tony, I'm here to take your cards. If you're a victim to shorties gimmicks, of course there's always space in your graveyard. You don't ever put no buddies in it. Step for Tommy Villis, my easy little Wally in it. On the 1st of November, the first ever, ever Don't Flop event on American soil. Yes, American soil will be going down. Don't Flop USA is the name of the division. The 1st of November in Atlanta, Georgia, you are hearing me right. Atlanta, Georgia is Don't Flop USA's first ever event. When these FCs get on stage, it is war. Flop USA, this is the revolution. Y'all make some noise. So I came to belittle John because you forgot about your native roots. You came to belittle John. Now you're an outcast because they don't like the way you move. So playing checkers in Zellville. He's just 40. Get out of the way. Have respect for your L. It was nothing but jokes. He barely could speak to you. You battled Charon when he was young. After Tommy wasn't a beast to you. Con just left Wallin out. He barely prepared a week for you. So I get why you call yourself Kruger. You only kill natives when they sleep on you. You just take a punchline from an old bus and change it. While I play on the same bus, the same words and reworded statements. It's only right. You just throw up and heal that recurrence. Take it. You don't get beat when you're getting real gritty in an elite city. Don't be silly. Tell that beast with a three million three cent. Do you see? Quickly see. Biggie, quick, free. Billy, sing a chick. Eat with ease. Don't be silly. Don't be silly. Don't think that he would have beaten me easily. Easier than the other beast when they beat you. You're one and two. Split decision. What? He's picking up the ring with a lock. Fuck my mind's bigger. So stop saying the M-bomb and shut the fuck up, mate. I can't believe he's there. That sounded racist. Treatings. What is the office? Christmas party. The final event of an amazing 2014. Fiddler's over. Ever in a building. Make some noise. This is a straight 100% off the dome. Freestyle battleship. Yo, this bread never is dumb. You be spitting raps. Tell me 71. Have you taken with your mom? Trust me. I don't even have to tell her to come. Yo, I'm fucking getting bigger. I'm turning into a celebrity son. You're just some fucking retarded clown that everyone haunts. Yo, yo, yo. He said I'm turning into a celebrity son. This bread's partly famous like a celebrity son. I never run though.