 We back in there, don't flop Christmas card, fit the elbow if you're with me, make some noise. Hey, this one I'm looking forward to, this one I'm on a personal note still, so no further ado I get into it. Introducing the battle on my left, you've seen him a bunch of times in don't flop. Man, you know what he does, holding it. Nois for shock the rep, shock the room. All right. That's happened. Yeah, all right, so what, who's starting it off? I'm going first. All right, first round on shock the rebel, let's go. You ready? You ready? Yo, today, fuck a slogan. I'm here for redemption, to prove I can keep pace with the vets, because he was in ministry. So you saw me choking old, so when I wrote this bro, I broke the mold. Today, you are getting laid to rest, because they applaud you as a top writer. But you stole your whole shit from soul, you took from low peshy casino, his pen escaped with the best, well I'm more Joe Pesci, casino. My pango's straight for your neck, stop playing. It's in your best, because it's about to be a grand slam. So when Bam told me I had old E, he said pen game. Time to see if you can really hang, man. So I had to bring a line for every mistake you make, soldier. Just know, for draw a round for your head, then it's game over, I told you. I'm a killer, you're a joker. So the devil on my shoulder is telling me, pull your car with a poker, and you better pray I don't blackjack, because if I see chips, I'm gonna stick, twist and fold, Joe. I came to show you, these vets watch me in taste fear, and I know it. So I had something to prove when I came here, that's why you're getting out barred, because you lack the heart to keep the performance in your round building like Shakespeare, and they know this. What? And they know this, to take notice, to day I'm focused, and the crypt to go punch for punch, this fight fair, don't stare in my direction, only bitch you'll see is your reflection right there. See, my life is a nightmare. Yes. Mess, mess. See, my life is a nightmare, so why care? I run streets in a night where kids push food with a strap on their waist like a high chair. See that right there? Just highlights the division. You rap what you see in films. I rap what I'm living, they give you two minutes on the clock, you stand them and spit your riddance, I had two minutes in the dock to stop Mars getting dragged to prison. Brother listen, you are not a gangster. Who you thinking kidding? You ain't packing a mac in the back of the, I can not lie and pitching a b, you're suffering a mac in the back of your lap, do I snitching in tweets? I know I said fuck a slogan, but this is where it gets peaked, because I seen a tweet. So you shutting that events now, to make some pay, it's fun. Two years ago, you had a debate about what was sold, you was making waves. Now you carry a number, you claim some weight, but with the bricks you run through a fake, like Harry and Ron trying to make the trains. See I was on stage with Luke, trying to erase his name and claim my place with greats, I got to goodbye and I choked like Macy Grace at the day. I crossed the river to give you a box over the Thames like David Blaine, see if my state has changed, if my state has changed to a wasted phase, I'll be famous for my pops like Haley Jade, like Shady Maze. I'm talking major pain, but the day he'll claim my gun bars are coony, but no one here land punches hot as mine, plus you forced humor is cornea, so I came to black in front of the lens and robbing blinds. I only need two rounds to get him lying, so raise your glasses, look a lot of you ain't catching it, but it's done my, I'm saying, if I lash out and rip a bottle from the optics, I'll shock it to him in a blink of an eye, because when I scheme, because when I scheme, it's on sight. What kind of grown man is called rebel? Look at the way you dress and you act, your kids need a pair and it's sad, you try and impress them with swag, that's why you'll be the kind of guy that's a better friend than a dad, but shh, saying you use burners, I'm thinking, who did this dude murder? You look like my youth work-off. He's got his coaching badge, that's a proud, he's got his coaching badge, that's a proud achievement, now you're teaching lessons, showing kids how to be like Beckham at a power league in Beckham. See, you're a side man, like a lion's man, as soon as we get rid of Lee, there's another, a 23 Jump Street extra, I'm thinking, is he undercover? Bro, Tony D is your younger, he was your younger, a 23 Jump Street extra, I'm thinking, is he undercover? Bro, Tony D is your younger, he was in PE with your brother, the shocks, let's see the real you, you know, the courteous, nice guy, the shocks that heads through his job in the morning, waves at the curtains like bye bye, see that's the shocks I respect, the one who's working a nine-five, the one who's every word is a white lie, but you not believe it, you start turning the blind eye and let him slip through the net like searching for Wi-Fi. See, we all have lives outside the circle, and although I don't regret my past, I keep my home life, my home life, I'm only here so I can set the bar, but you're talking about guns, like you're trying to catch a weapon that's charged, without thinking about your kids because that could wreck their heart, to see you through a plexiglass, man, actions have consequences, and some wrongs are too hard to write, it's not about being in prison over half your life, your friends become foes, and that creates a large divide, and you'll end up like death and Zeus, just bars on sky. So where are you gonna work in prison? The kitchen. Preparing food for frying it. Or will you work in the laundry room? Folding clothes and ironing it. So if you don't want to spend your whole time washing sheets and start deciding quick, because karma's a bitch, and if you make your bed, you're lying it, man, you need to fix up, set aside your old baggage and your pride, because if you don't take it down a peg, they're gonna hang you out to dry, you ain't pinching to the choir, it's a broken record, you need to change your tune, you're no Genghis Khan, not everybody relates to you, you're not a Genghis Khan, not everybody relates to you. Growing punch for punch is never nice, and for you, it's not a clever look, because that can strip your image, whether you're a country boy or you rip the hood, I tell him to tread lightly, you better watch where you're stood, you've got one leg in the grave, you're starting to get trenches for it, you get buried where you stand, to your head is in the sand, flesh dismembered by the ants, you're not imperative to plans, here you battle loose cypher, that's really impressive for you, man, but D.F. never paid for his flight, it was invested by a fan, so this goes out to any fan we have in here, I'd really appreciate, if you could pay 15 pounds for my traveling of beer, and I'll return the favor, and I'll return the favor and make this battle of the year, I mean I even asked a battle of villains for the views, and he willingly refused, now I'm stuck here in a circle and a fiddler's with you. Rappers have stabbed their own best friends in the back, they're the type of pussies that can't fraternize me, see when it comes to spreading the gossip to every rapper on the Billy Crystal, there's a villain on his couch with the near old problems, let me analyze this, you're a fake, my boy taught me to get at him and leave, he's a snake, take a rib, the minute you make that bitch like Adam and Eve, but they say you're an animal with the pen, and that I believe it's just, well I'm known to point cannons at animals on some Attenborough steed, jeez, please believe it, you need to change your name from old English to young female because you can't keep a secret, you're a bitch, plus you can't rap for shit, well give us a pen for the soul if there's no soul when you spit. This is what I'll show you how a verse is supposed to be kicked, me tally Mitch, you're getting hit without trying to get offensive shit, if you see we three dick, because if TC Chips, he reached quick, tip get lit to make a point on some ET shit, you are a sneaky bitch, some geeky chick that beg for this beating like a fucking bimbo, and that's funny as shit to me because you literally bent over backwards for these bars and now your arse is stuck in limbo, Kimbo punches, that's what I've built to this battle, you lack the heart to even booties up, but that's why he go by the alias old English, it's because he beneath quill and look good on paper, it's all he does, but he and I act like he king of the jungle with the rhymes, so I'm about to get dragged through the weeds and die, but you're just lying to yourself and ignoring the elephant and the roommate and the feed your pride, and insecurity is a blatant, it's something you can't hide because that verse is a party, it's hard to believe and you can harm me when you sound like Joe Pascuali mixed with Barney. How the fuck is your name Jordan when you talk like Harvey? But look, credit where credit is due, that self-pull punch against soul was Barney, but only one of us getting boxed today, buddy, you can't out bar me, so when you hop in the ring, it's all mumbling and stumbling, like you've been hitting no speed bags, I jump in the ring, it's like 200 punches, rapid fire, like I've been hitting no speed bags, now he's mad, because his punches do fuck all, see when hands get thrown, it's nine's my coach, it comes screaming from behind a buckle, that's all I know for those punches, straight from the shoulder, evened out of the hammer on that metal round ring and let you know this shit's over, I told ya, I came scheming on boxing this brother with some clever bars because soon as an odd name was announced on the card, they said there was no way in hell I would ever last all day, I'll put better bars, I suggest you perceive a cushion when you spit, don't try getting my face during your pushing of this shit, because if you play me shoot, it's JD Spooks, I will drop money and leave here with Jordan on my chest. You need to stop lying, I know I said you're images of facade, and the villain don't sleep on my couch, he lives in my garage, so let me get this straight, you said you watched me and soul like 50 times, that's 50 times you hit rewind, that's birthdays, anniversaries, honeymoon and even Christmas time, I didn't even recite 50 times and I read the line. So let's work this out, it's because my calculus is nice, I'm gonna lay up the times table, show you how this came to light, 26 minutes times 50, that's 1300 minutes of a round it to the right, let's have it fraction down to size, see 60 is the dividend, and the answer is found when I divide, that's 21.7 hours of your life, more times than you've showered with your wife. You're a big fan, I get bro, but you should be less gay, fresco, less gay, fresco, imagine Shox trying to speak fresh in his teeth, making direct quotes like, now I make your breath game, straight throat, you brush your teeth for two minutes, his mouth so many fresh, that was the cure for his breath, that was looking down his phone like, oh shit, I still got 24 minutes left. He respects reciprocal, and since you watched me so much, I thought I'd give a listen to you closely, so I put on your drops, the first minute was a smoke screen, you were spitting like an OG, then you said you're gonna sneak into heaven, like you're the fucking spirit of Shano, you said you're gonna sneak past God, or seen and all knowing, as if he won't just signal you out like, where do you think you're going? You told Koji as a nobody, body in any body is kinda hard if you're dead, and I thought that hardly made sense, maybe I never heard what you wrote properly, oh, sorry, cause he's a nobody, so body in any body can't be done if there's no body. You even told Lucifer you won't make it to the pad if you push my buttons, man that's something such abstract punching, guys do you get it? Cause the pad has buttons. I can see why Earth gets you international, I can see why Earth gives you international prospects, cause you can take in that and my objects and turn them into immaculate concepts, first I was certain it's magic, I had to do research to establish how one man can make context and concepts of, oh shit, I had to do, oh shit, at first I was certain it's magic, I had to do research to establish how one man can make context and concepts of perfectly balanced, then in a song I found out you were fucking verbal assassin, you sly devil. You sly devil, got your birthday with talent, you mean to tell me that circuit's established and that's how you've been curbing your taxes? Verbal assassin, you can turn your words into actions. Remove me from this Earth in a caption, kill me in any proverbial language whether German or Spanish. So don't worry guys, you know, ISIS, they've been blamed for a bunch of murders and stabbings. Will I've come up with a solution? I think it's gonna work with some planning. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, the Verbal Assassin. Played out Americans, all that whack word play is gonna harm your dignity. So fuck your bars, delivery, you know, sub-stories, you trying to ask for sympathy, I don't care about how you're gonna harm me lyrically you're not my past statistically, yeah, you're a lot like me. If I've battled with a hard ability, the fans want to see old back and I know that the staff is missing me, I used to think Earth picked battles he could craft stylistically, but up to last month, I wouldn't have no qualms or disagreed, but you said, I'll make this trampoline for trying to jump in my spot. You don't want to part of ministry? This time. Yo, so once upon a time your boy was lost in a night. Wow. Wow. Between you and me, I think I might have lost him in a fight. But I ain't him. Mistake me for him and that'll cost you your life because there's more to beating me than just what you can write, but let them tell it. You're here to give me a test. If you fuck up, he'll chew you. Well, if you're handing out tests, I'm a soft-to-tooter, let me break that down for those that like to keep the score. I'm here giving English lessons with a class he never seen before. Nice. You see, there's more to me than gun bars and the roar that I'm moving. It's the way I describe it, where those clever metaphors that I use, those smooth drug bars, like, what this dude's spitting is called diction. I'll cut a Z with a blade and gag, like Bruce Willis in Pulp Fiction. Oh. Friction is what you get when you face shock. So I'm a straight boss. You spit five-minute rounds about ill-fitting suits and make battles a lame watch and angles like that are the reason you spent three years stuck in the same spot. What good is a tailor-made round if we ain't cut from the same cloth? No, I'm pissed off. Nice. Now I'm pissed off. So I came to put your name in retirement. You really want to flip with a piff if you can get hit with a brick, but it ain't consignment. I'm talking face-to-face with your lineman. You know, make your way. Be careful who you're around when you brag that you're making papes. One caller, have you ripped out your pad and folded for that paper plane today? Refrain from talking that same trash. You'll get chased off the block trying to make cash, splitting, left in the red for shaving off the rock, like Dane Dash, your brat. See, I'm brash. I'll be quick to break him off. If I take an L today, he won't shake you off. I'm from the hood. Old English got to hit the floor if I take a loss. You've already lost, because in my mind, I'm king. A hundred bullets will leave you DNA on the stage for those fake nines that you bring. That's a slap in the face, but it's your own fault for trying to get shiny in the ring. I don't want to hear a thing about your teen ride out in that Toast Fires. You better be on your back. I'll lose the chain on your neck and get flames to your head. My sick ghost riders. See, they said I couldn't beat you with a pen that proves the fans are most biased, because whenever I'm frank with my phrases, I'm ghost riders. Now, with that being said, I know cool like Sikourney, but I want you none. Put that hard bro before me, and I swear, I'll stick Tommy in a trunk like Chicago in a footy. Do you know what it's like when your motor's lost? I hope it drops. You hide it out for battles, but it's phone is off. No international opponent's shot. To use down the line, it's like the motor's stopped. The road is blocked. Your boat is robbed. Because you're this close from top, then you're forced to go from soap to shocks. I didn't take this bow to gain respect. Fans predicted you'll win, but they called that wrong. My boys told me you're a waste of breath. I replied you're a safety net. That's something to fall back on. People have been asking why I'm not in a birthday card. They want to see bars in the proper manner. I'm sorry, I don't fit the image. I won't be someone else when I'm on the camera. I've always battled in the pit. So fuck the lights and the shoddy glam. I used to wonder why Earl won't put me on stage. It's because he knows I'm not a nap. Just see how I grew up in the States, where it's easy to acquire still. In school, we had lockdown. That's the opposite of a fire drill, because you won't leave the building. You lock the doors and you hide for real, because them kids know how to kill a man. They grew up on site for kills. So that's all that was down by. So that's all they're always prepared for war. Or the girl who sat next to her in class can't put up her hand. Do you know why? Because she's dead and she ain't there no more. So many people in and out of my life, I started to think that there's an exit door. But you've got kids killing teachers, because they don't like their assignments. And you're using this platform for glamorising the violence, because there ain't nothing funny about seeing your best friend lowered in the ground. But it's OK, this is battle rap, so we can joke about it now. But that shit will make you paranoid. You start sending shots at your homie. Do you see him lying on the floor, like Ross Capriconi, because this is real life. And they think it's a movie set, the scene's full of bitches. And I ain't even touched on the groupies yet. Any rapper they see at Row and Fives' party, play snakes and ladders with their pussy to get to the top of the hierarchy. So don't think for one minute, this makes you special and unique. You fell out with her. That's not inside info. That's me just checking my news feed. You were tired and came back. Shot was only a rebel for two weeks. You haven't bodied no one. Every battle you struggle winning. You said your graveyard's open for business, but you still haven't cut the ribbon to give them the real you. You only gave them part of the picture. The image you reflect is distorted. It's like a carnival mirror. Man, they need to stop comparing us. The truth is, I think you're so part. They said we're both good writers. All I could do is just laugh, because you couldn't have one bar, make it on my rough draft. And all your strategy is, I came to put you in a hole. That's if the cavity fits. I'm not handing my biz. No mob ties, but my family's big. This is a concrete body. That's a mafia hit. I never came to be predictable. I came looking for a lab rat. I found a stunt double now. He's landed on a crash mat. You pull my cards, I hand him up. I'm trying to get some cash back. You won't see my hands till I hit you. I just gave what you asked for. A bit blew up in your face. The only thing that's safe is your passport. Time. I'm sure you do look like some sort of ice theme. You go to bed craving meth. Every night seems like a pipe dream. They say Saul has great bars. Here's one for the picture. You ain't an underdog. You're just the runt of the litter. How can anyone believe he beefs and gets fights? When he starts his battles flicking his hair with a Bieber head swipe.