 What's going on you know the score is don't flop all fucking day as always shouts of the wardrobe I always accommodated us having us back for the fourth time We're here start 2015 our first mega event of the year. It's the 6.5 birthday huge shouts and congratulations to Tony Diva picking up that title win yesterday This is our first main event of the day today All right straight into the battle as is our non-judged again clash Please leave a comment on viewpoint and in YouTube all right MC on my right-hand side If you haven't seen the natural on beat battle from the last time we were here Make sure you check it now facing somebody else make some fucking noise for dialect I'm gonna say his name and then do the intro. I'm like I was gonna say facing bad But then I can't say and it's bad Now say and it's bad Not natural don't block star remember from London fucking sick on beat first on beat battle in the league make some noise for Oh, yeah, shouts to Westwood as well much fucking shouts to Westwood man If you haven't seen those Westwood crib class just make sure you log in his channel All right, cool. We got one 24 bar verse each per beat We've got two hip-hop rounds and one grime round who's got first is you but all right cool Bob's girl first round number one. We're here six point five. Let's go Got a boss drop I wouldn't keep it all just fans gas you up on the spot like graffiti walls believe the truth I'm telling you because we are cool. I didn't put you on bad bars, bro. That's Liam's fault I'm saying shit like a bus the big thing like a long-slung reference warrants sex until it's gone wrong Then end up rapping bout dicks like a condom But that's maybe a kind of the flight the audio was a mess. They didn't handle it, right? You went from battling chiller Jones just a battling Mike's and it was hard enough alone understanding you rhyme Chopped and screwed if I describe your vocals sounds like you're trying to make a bribe by phone Yes, that's just a problem when you're dialects local nobody understands you when you try and get global That's how you got here you didn't have a hot year your victories are not clear It's fitting that you bat in the raptor to wham at your battles who keep losing and still they call you talked here It's like rough. I thought you were the best brother you losing to me the sort of messed up I'm only telling you the truth because we're blessed rough. I just used a friend to climb higher like a leg Using all the music Every dude in this room to wear with me You ain't got the Gucci where claiming you're a rapper when you're swagger's like hoopers bears It's probably why your wife you have a few affairs and it's dangling beside a face like Jewish hair See I'm a family guy for me. I'm getting stewie in here. Fuck it my occupations is to ruin careers It was transparent as your glasses. I can see for you clear man You see I give the shot I get you jumped in these cuz I'm a killer walks fast Right come in mankind. I give you chin a sock at rice not a flashlight But if I let you walk you cap size no gang size, but you're seeing blood see I don't give a fuck I give you chick a bit of woodie for a little buzz In school these smoke grade but those grades came out shit as fuck Yo still this time left to improve invest in a room make sure it's got plenty of room I'm regretting this dude if I mention that I slept it is dudes cuz it's the truth I slept in a room as messy as you You can keep lacing schemes your content ain't as deep your bars ain't too complex as your cadence seems Basically every bar you write like a stolen car you try why can't you only get away with speed? I've been a bully on the beat by ain't police. I may have lost the wave and see with you Basically that title matchup was a pain to see white boys with two for that chain to keep like slavery Firing up something dope when I'm lighting heads decide to death with the same hand. I write you check I came to a must write tripping up a tiger's head nice sky met your image fake dog like cyber pets You have basic setups call it my cadets the flow stay tight and fresh no punches in the rhymes You should be Everything's a grimy set if your boss ain't over heads and how you pinch trying to test what's mine better mind You step blow him up on the stage pirate tech light affects what rights Pre-pending paper like a knife the flesh pick up on your frame. That's a science test in body language It's dialect showing signs of death. This is what happens when a bull meets a China You're in the stuff could you call the job? This is a bed on it I don't want to stare, but the breads on the sun in there looking like where's Ronny Friend is the camera man, and you too a bigger fucking squares than your glasses Laugh this on the right. I hate this fucking Joker with a bat around. You must be crazy cloud I put the safety down then I get a lighting of this bitch like it's take me out Down strong gene you probably come see even give your baby down She should have sprayed you out She's to the stem but brown look a dirty green you just a fucking geek you must be puffing trees to put with we when we're Up in leaves. Yeah, where's side no to pack you shot stick it in his arm like a flu job So Joe walks you run the feet, but you're in the stuff could you call the job? This is a bed on it. I don't want to stare, but the breads on it's done in there looking like where's money You're only friend is the camera man, and you too a bigger fucking squares in your glasses I'm only joking here. I'm distraught. I have a laugh. It's only right. I hate this fucking Joker with a bat around You must be crazy cloud I put the safety down then I get a lighting of this bitch like it's take me out The best lines at any time couldn't break me down strong gene you probably come see even give your baby down Puffs needed one she should have sprayed you out I left you and your mom she's to the same way round Breathe you just a fucking geek you must be puffing trees to fuck with me when we're up in leaves Yeah, see where side no to pack huge shot stick it in your arm like a flu job Bats and my crew cat come and move fast Who's this dude found my brown gloves on the toucan And you found the cruise pants in the true class you claim you move bad D to a where's the proof that you're a true tram for you hot Wanting proof that getting you back for two slaps is up to you bang Yeah I want peace and when you want peace, you wanna swap me When I hop pee, that is not me, just change your teeth And I'm not tea, and I hate you, and I hate you Look, you just ain't what it was, gee How can you act like you repped it off, block me Let's get it rolling then, like, take it, it leaves it spinning And break down, cause it got smoked by opium Crackers, practice, buddy, set your back, but ain't catching bodies Why, it's got crap vibes, homies, it couldn't even match him Probably your absence, buddy, when you rap, it's like rum I need a cat's ass for me, we need to take out a cappella Or we take it on beat, I don't really think that you won Cause you're from Leeds, you want feet, we drop these Punches on the long reach, I want peace Then when you want peace, you wanna swap leagues When I hop pee, that is not me, I hate you, and I'm not tea And I hate you, and I hate you Look, you just ain't what it was, gee How can you act like you repped it off, block me Let's get it rolling then, like, take it, it leaves it spinning And break down, cause it got smoked by opium Crackers, practice, buddy, set your back, but ain't catching bodies Why, it's got crap vibes, homies, it couldn't even match him Probably your absence, buddy, set your back, but ain't catching bodies Why, it's got crap vibes, homies, it couldn't even match him Or we take it on beat, I don't really think that you won Cause you're from Leeds, you want feet, we drop these Punches on the long reach, I want peace Then when you want peace, you wanna hop leagues Wanna swap teams, that is not me, I hate you, and I'm not tea And I hate you, and I hate you Look, you just ain't what it was, gee How can you act like you repped it off, block me Let's get it rolling then, like, take it, it leaves it spinning And break down, cause it got smoked by opium Crackers, practice, buddy, set your back, block me Look, you just ain't what it was, gee How can you act like you repped it off, block me Let's get it rolling then, like, take it, it leaves it spinning And break down, cause it got smoked by opium Crack, and it meant to beat the other way round Proof that you couldn't even flow with them, don't pretend Might as well have cool big H out, let's get this fun night Roll again, roll again, still trying to move in this game now Nigga, your friend against Rivers, I figured you win it He slipped in his straight ground, and chill up with Zile You kidding me, kill him, a bit of a twist, if I'm laying crowd If it's the ill of a killer, this is the lost round And I don't feel the same now, we didn't bring him Picking up it up, one actually hits you, the other just makes house You repped like that, I'm actually trapped If you wanna practice, practice, back to back So win that, when you wanna tag, tag it, bring it back When you wanna match, just act so win that Show your actions, act so fit that For the rest of my life, I'm in this class You're gonna go angry, bad, you've been asked W-I, I don't know about none of them guys This prick ain't like me, I'm on the grind When I speak this grinding, but it's time for the shit It's time for the spitting of a grind with Cystic's wifey Shit lightly, I'm grimy, I'm a dick in the piss If I raise up a stick, you'll fly like I'm Miami Guys, I'm Miami, night, night, it's right night When Zaya hits, I'm here with the Zaya hit Dagger slick, and you just look like a giant kid Can't wait for the days of your violent crush I'm bloating, hoping he's dying, hey Shit of Jones, he knows me as I ain't it I'm brice, so we'll put you on the ground Like a high as if, by the rimline Chabri Zab, I just starved with your bar like Marky Ma I'ma don't ay-yo, you can't palm me, dawg So when they leave with your gal with the party Pipping like me, I'm on the grind That I break this grinding, but it's time for the shit It's time for the spitting of a grind with Cystic's wifey You wanna come to the fix and fight me I don't know, I don't take shit lightly and grind me I'm taking the piss of a razor for stick You'll fly like a man, see this guy's hype I ain't buying it, right night, it's right night When Zaya hits, I'm here with the Zaya hit Dagger slick, and you just look like a giant kid Can't wait for the days of your violent crush I'm bloating, hoping he's dying, hey Shit of Jones, he knows me as I ain't it I'm brice, so we'll put you on the ground Like a high as if, by the rimline Chabri Zab, I just starved with your bar like Marky Ma I'ma don't ay-yo, you can't palm me, dawg So when they leave with your gal with the party Pipping like me, I'm on the grind I'ma like a pre-tempo, like Calima Calima Calima