 Christmas card, last battle of the day, everyone make some noise! Merry Christmas to everyone, we're celebrating in a big way, end of a big year for Don't Flop. This is how we're about to do it, I'm going to introduce to the left we got, so we're going to start, so let's get right into it. Let's go! Holy shoulder blades! Black, you ever seen me front him? I came here with haymakers, reaches, lunges, what I hit you is going to be sick, it's going to leave you buzzing, you're going to die a sweet death, because if you die you'll be these punches, and you won't see these coming, it's going to be like my Neve London, I think no, it's a body bag, you get bucks, that long round send you to sleep quick, or that knife will pull you to death like big tops, where will the streets go? It's a body bag, now you get God, kinch lines filled with filler, star got them killer line, quotes like, votes, white folks used to kill you niggas, I'ma kill you nigger, show me a little gratitude, ain't no competition for my composition, is this the best you battle rappers do, you average, ain't no challenge when I battle dudes, I guess I'm straight out a comp then, just another nigger with an attitude, I'm an animal, star bars getting in YouTube views, doing what I have to do, getting my lines across the globe like, longer two than latter two, I ain't mad at you, I ask Kooten for the shot, to take the shot, get a stab at you, knife wounds, jacket edge, slash at you, that big metal Sutton tore through Soweto like a backpacker, I'm that guy, that rapper, that battler, these rounds help me walk through Soweto like I'm in South Africa, I got that Zulu spirit, it's like spare his life or spare his life, whichever goes better with the Zulu spirit, it's like spare his life or spare his life, whichever goes better with the Zulu image, I'm an African boy, we do that juju in it, it's like Voodoo in it, but Voodoo's the damn problem, juju like a digital clock, I'll put a number on the nigger, you won't have to see me put the hands on him, you're gonna beat me how, how can you beat me when you can't sustain pressure, bars are spray better, punches, Duel Soweto like he's spying with Mayweather, the king, I'm made better, you suede, I'm great leather, that means you flow, can't handle the rain like the fabric of suede texture, everything I write is made to kill you like a chain letter, I'll kill you with that action, that's a verb with Swayseva, he ain't about the action, he ain't about the rapping, he ain't not the flaky black, white, black, white nigger, you Michael Jackson, I killin' Jackson if he talkin' shit, these punches will have him to lean left like MJ in that new walk of flick, who the fuck are you talking about, I told you before, well I ain't told you before, I'll fucking deal with you the same way people deal with skanks and the whores, that's creep up, cock back shootin', gettin' brains and head all over the floor, fuck off, more stuff, he just said he was a nigger with attitude, for these next three rounds I'm just gonna demonstrate how to smack the black off you, because Kevin fake, yeah I'ma smack you so hard you'll wake up yesterday, talking about don't watch man, no one's watching you anyway, he just said I'll walk through Soweto like we're chillin' in South Africa, calm me down alright, I'll give you £50 on site if you make it back to Slower life, because this is a mismatch, this bitch getting his hips ribs and limbs snapped if he spit back, because that's Chironi defense, that's Chironi defense trying to rebuttal a bitch lap, how you a veteran bruv, shit, how you a veteran bruv, I am Judge, you are Judy, now Judy the puppet on the end of a punch, he's always swinging, reaching, taking too long to connect to your punch, so I'm demoting you from door security to toilet attending at the end of the month, because you're from Slower, that's the end of the punch, you've been, yo you want to see a guy get live just remembered live in December, yeah, you've been writing for me for five years, you're not so high on my agenda, you spit your written like freestyles, I'm trying to remember, you can't duck Jokerstar, all your punches and knee grazes, I'm a conveyor belt of hay makers, A grade in the vape chamber, you won't see how hard you got smoke till you wake up days later, Jokerstar, I am Cart Dealer, you think you big time you die like Carlito, you're bar's diesel, nah, you fucked on my Jokerstar RV so, I am for our people, the leader is back, I'll lean him, I'll sort your face like I'm seizing in snacks, if I hear one line from crime movies about choppers, nines, oozes, you'll be eating fufu through a straw and Jollifrice movies, because it's Jokerstar, aka the god, you're not god, this man's berserk, remember when you got beatings for doing a running man in church, this is like that, but worse, because KB today you are getting shamed, this event is god put to rest like your seventh day, because god, you're not a five per center, that's not the truth, you're 95 per cent chicken bucket and chocolate mousse, slim jesus is 95 per cent more god than you, stand beside me joker, my jihuvja is not some guy with type 2 and hike like homo, blasphemy, kebi there's a pre-decided fate, it's time you take 100 lines of hate, like when the real god designed your face, because your mum's a nice bloke though, back in the day, she was the spuggy like logo, every christmas she harassed my phone because kinch got the gift wrapping floors, she tried to attack me bro, i had to crack her nose, i know the difference, that's not mistletoe, it's camel toe, your mum has camel toe, camel leg and a camel neck, she has a detachable larynx when she's having sex, your mum has camel toe, camel leg and a camel neck and a detachable larynx, when she's having sex it sounds like a hippo attacking a clarinet, supposed to be kente cloth koala bear, i'm channeling your fathers here, if you say god i go bitchuo, make you pray to the painstops, if you say you're going to get this work, i will batter you and get back to your day job, back when you started rapping, you was the mad no question, now you passed your prime, we can tell by the rhymes you're stretching, in your time, a legend, now you pass progression, you trash, we can tell when you rap you are the presence, and let me put it in ways you can decide for bredrin, even prime cuts of meat turning into shit inside intestines, i'm running to fetch you, better than you, in every single way, when you rap you better off the cuff like when police have you with detain, you out these bars bredda, nah fella, you got appeal in hella different ways, rap, man they just came here to see you free like when Nelson Mandela was in the cage, in this damn ring, in this damn ring, it's a rap thing, so it's death with the quill, my bars versus your bars only stress that you feel acapella, i'm just better, if you test you get killed, tracks, i'm all about the beat, like this is netflix and chill, chill, chill is proper, you don't spit suffer, jack of all chains, producer, rapper, hip hopper, saxophonist, jazz hands, jazz riffs, kinch gutter, pick witchcrafty in two, like a witch doctor, bitch crofter, a good guy you can reach out to, you make produced beats, i'll be bigs out to, if you like who that, next thing you hear is boom bap, i'll make a primo beat out you, yeah, so cool with it, golden era, so smooth with it, these hands, 95 tunnel bangers, i'll shut down venues with it, do the math, i told you to chill, producer, i laid a beat down, master some kicks all in your chest, give you that old school feel, yeah, joe cameen with it, hip hop helped me dream fit it, jazz opened the door for you, solidified yourself in the team with it, i'm a killer, you a cool karma company's vet, on the trumpet set, i run it down, i got the cold train of thought and never learnt to play the horn on the trumpet, yeah, jazz music, drunk cold train, the horn trumpet, yes, we got the jazz, we got the jazz nigga, that's the tribe called quest, hate dislikes on my video when don't flop the fans hate me still, that's pro-palestine, because the hate is real, put your hands up, because when joker spit the man so dope, punches like the millenium falcon, yo, because when i throw these punches, you know they gonna land, because you got your hands so low, whoa, divine greatness, when star wars i acquire haters, like black lead roles when they hold in the lightsabers, i'm the greatest, ah, we should have about years ago in that vermin and me, you would have died, it would have been a murder for me, you didn't have a prayer, i let you live, how courteous of me, i held on to these god rounds like, ah, i held on to these god rounds like some rosary beads, what's going on, rosary beads, hippy earthy crunchy clothing schemes, fucking hoe to me, because you went into african unity, you went to fake gats and coonery, smack jacking and youtube buffoonery, every nigger bar from him is more fuel for your eulogy, because i'm a proud african, heart of garvey, black panthefist, emory dogless canvases, get the blackest picture, so i ain't got no raps for niggers, just a semi geriatric action figure, joker, why you call yourself nigger, you're a star, you're supposed to lead the wise men, show knowledge and guidance, no you promote smack bollocks and violence, i quote, i got a gun so big, man the heat of bernia, when i bust the sig, bullets gone, fuck up your wig, worse than Tina Turner, you said that bro, can you reach any further, wigs, Tina Turner, i don't really believe you've seen a murder, it's not funny, what you know about best friends on 12 years weapons charges, i mean 12 years no parole, possessions charges, i mean recommissioned desi, semis, cartridges, heavy arms in my hood, killing unintended targets, hardy hardy, fetch an extra casket, i got a fucking body bag to stretch for peaceholder tally, you and the rest of you uncreated gunbar bastards, but yo, you know which, spit about gripping rounds, pulling triggers out and ain't seen a single victim down, ones that live in slough, so wait, when you are aiming the tray, whereabouts is that on slough trading estate, it's not making sense, wait, who gonna spray, raise the sentence, spray the tech, you and David Brent, picture you playing gangster with post-it notes in a stapler set, wait, he said, you'll think i'm inspector gadget, the way i'm pulling tools out the jacket, bruv, i did bruv, what tools is that exactly, filthy man cabbage, where to be the material to joke out, you be high or something, that kind of kid, tie the towel on his neck, try to fly off a bridge, idiots, this is what the system did to limit you, convinces you, everyone living in the hood is a criminal, before black men arrested they pinned you down and imprisoned you, but i forgot, you came from slough, didn't you, you just visit the hood twice a year to practice your gunny face, i just dug his grave, there ain't no racism in slough, everyone is grey, you see, you see that, that's the difference with his name, with this display, this is slip disc pain, this fist pays turn your chest to a chin brace, you are not on this plane, you are not goat, you're a kid spade, a house bolt and tidin, limbs flayed, you're, you're from barchia, if animals park there, it's whipsnade, it's bars russia, two animals flows Noah's arc structure, one arc punch, your heart's punctured, lift doka star, star clustered, see, don't bring a dwarf star to a well-read giant, go ahead, try it, you get aggressive, extra violent, catch my belt flying anytime you rap about lead or iron, because your smack nigger bars ain't on the same astral plane as me, your star's all bitten, you just sold a system of slavery, and i'm done with him, time, he said a lot, you're a posh boy innit, posh boy gimmicks, posh boy lyrics, you do the multies innit, you look like treble mcdonald's less sexier model, you sound like every relative of heretics, you go to the spa loads with marley, parties with crafty, no probs, a bit you go for nose jobs with most probs, you look like you could be harry baker's family's neighbour, around to the house and do the jazzy favors or something that may come in a little handy later, you look like posh black in the rap race, looking like shuffle tea, rapping in blackface, you look like 100, 3000 in fatface, i listen to one of your songs once, you know what i thought, posh camp, one of your songs once, you can join in if you want, i listen to one of your songs once, you know what i thought, posh camp, don't watch man, you get tore up, i don't care how you speak or talk bro, i'll spin your jaw bro, i no longer judge people on the voice like we are aura, i've got them i've got them fire owls, man, them hay makers at expensive heat, you got that, i went to private education, it's an expensive speech, pronunciation and edecution is what you speak with, but the god learn had that lingo when i was doing that thing on that street shit, what do you know about fucking holding guns and stuff? what do you know about serving food to fiends with a knife in your pocket just in case shit get real, you're like well in our house the butler usually serves food in the hands of the cutlery, that's what happens when we eat meals, i'm talking about them roadways, them poleways, them cannons but ain't got no knights, camera action or role play, get clapped in the hallway all day, they flash that, a nigger get a flash back like he's thinking back to the old days, man, i'll put your girl in a good old place, i'll drone her, tie her on her, she leave my wood all glazed, that big stick star leave her back all hurting, she came back all perving, let me in the crotch with no skin like a plastic surge, and i laugh and dash and leave her on her back all squirt and shoot, then watch myself dribble out the box like Raheem Sterling, i got raps ahead of you, i'm way ahead of you, what black people have ratchets and have dyslexia, you're fucking idiot bruh, let me talk to you, because your imitations irritating i'm bagging them up, you are embarrassing us, hashtag, you ain't no african bro, why you be talking these things, you need to go and cream your skin, your caster needs more cassava and okra star, you are not rapping well well, i'm very annoyed, let us tell, you try to be american boy, well, you can't trade in fulani and a can for a fulgazi ak fam, african house of ak fam, you can't send him home, your face get a fish shaped exit hole, i blast a wall off, your head bend in, you have to mend their bone, i am sure bro, no bone fragments to find, hope the mob might find him, so many african schemes he can't see a 419 him, these bars denture, hard enough to chew through bricks, walk to who, you are size two, my boot's too big, listen, you get dunked, dragged by the back of your 92 fooboo hood, then broomed with it, kebby are you decrez, are you stupid, you're getting turned to pounded yam by a foofoo stick, you bitch, listen, joker star is actually a choke artist, i could mold whole new bars and schemes from the chokes you've starred in, i've got time, yeah i've got time, bro, listen, remember, you watch a team smack as a little kid, that was terrible innit, and the other one, went disaster strikes, because you fell apart in half the line after your bars design, because you went A and E, and it's funny how you go A and E when a disaster strikes, but if i was to choke all of them, sorry, quote, all of them chokes over time, i'd need five five minute rounds of unlimited fifth and a bonus over time, because if this choking joker with no chokes though, that's your 57th consecutive choke, that would count as a no show, oh shit, that's sick, you couldn't pay me your weight in chicken suya to do a feature, sounding like you need a new root procedure, who are you, wilsey's elocution teacher, you ain't a vet, you can't spit bars, you just been shit for ages, your name should be shit star, you lingering, awkward on every level, you are a lift fart, me and you, you can't spit bars, you just awkward on every level, you are a lift fart, me and you, we are on different levels, you want to be top vet, i'm pitching in living legend, see now your limbs in sections, parkinson's barking son getting peck snipped, it's vivisection, because you still boggling the club wearing carcani and a gold visor, rapping like carcani, i mean keith morris a ghost writer, you are no kind of rhymer, that just rubs me up the wrong way, dry vagina, you can see him lecturing online like spitters is on different roads, which is it though, i'm into more bars than into jokes, it doesn't matter your shit at both, if you keep spitting like that again i will ruin your trot, i'll bat you with 65 like nurse bring my slippers and my Zimmer clothes out, pull up into your senior citizen home and whip you with the freaking sofa, beat you with the fucking tv and video remote if you switch it over, yeah you know why i dragged your fucking no walk for your dinner bowl, because i heard you lecturing big jay and shit, that's some bullshit bro, you know why, i saw you on youtube seizling, he called you a charcoal gigantic poo poo that goes what if you let him get away with that bro, never made seizling take it back though, you were an african radical blasting gatsy, ain't no black rambo, you're a blight on us, you act sambo, what's that though, judo hand strokes, you are frank bruno and panto, i've seen your sword, i know your story, bro back in slough you don't draw the 40, white people rub on your head and call you chalky, and that's the truth bro, they prod him with twigs and old leaves in his local, he gets no peace, they force him to do ionic amoses over karaoke, then they go don't you look like ionic amoses don't you, you fucking love it, see you anfield doing gun bars, not a bloody chance, you'll be in a red bubble hat, koon dancing to monkey chants, you have disgraced our ancestors, but they supply me with lines for you, to set light to you, cyber koons with lighter fuel, hey, aim in the fifth, you ain't six wheels, i don't ride with you, shit's real, six wheels, i'm here on a mission to turn every minstrel to a mixed grill, listen to me now, a tree that don't know its roots is getting burned slowly, one site amasa, kebe koon take turn, toby, time.