[Round 1: Blizzard]

Yo, everything in my bar pile in ganja

Wearing that Jumper's proof that your a star-spangled wanker

I'll stab you with more instruments that they have in the Halle

If you were in a rock band they's be called Spandex Ballet

Ayo, Ayo, Ayo, Ayo, Ayo, I'm describing it all!

I can beat you with these freestyle rhymes that I sprawl

If I embarrass you right now I know that you won't like it at all

Your body won't be working like these lights on this side of the wall!

Welcome to the UK man, on a real

When the fuck are you leaving?!

This crowd cannot relate to the stuff that your speaking

If you were at home right now, you'd be bullied; for breathing!

And for thinking with you're a big artist with your underachieving

You thought you'd come and win today with that American stuff?

Wrong, you're gonna find that angle incredibly tough

'Cause now a white kid's in your face here telling you stuff

And you're kind of wishing Eurgh would present you a bluff

Because you do this back at home a lot

You battle all the time

People idolize you Adam, they quote the crap out of your rhymes

You battled 360 and Protege who get massive hits combined

Now look who's crawling to the UK to grab a bit of shine

Trying to take something that's adamantly mine, I laugh at your demise

This is a Minotaur battling a mannequin with a bag over it's eyes

You stay static in the fight then I jab you with a right

Cause damage to your sight, No free health care all the bills staggeringly priced

Tell me how the fuck are you managing this flight?

Apart from Daddy's bank account, you will never see this man payed

He'll try to say that he's more successful than me, Well I'm Slade

You should go tour with a rock group, who knows you could come back laid

That won't be the only time that your asking for Band Aid

Because I'm tighter than you

I can kick a better cypher than you

Irish blood so I can handle more cider than you

More arrogant, more laid back, and I'm hyper than you

Darker Heart, yet I'm more fucking whiter than you

See they're the kind of abstract rhymes that he'll spew

Fair played mate if that's what you're inclining to do

But don't hate if I come to King Of The Dot ass naked with a shotgun

'Cause I would shoot the fucking daylight/Daylyt out of you!

[Round 1: Rone]

Like he said, this is my overseas debut

So let's start it up

For those of ya'll that don't know me, I rap it dark as fuck!

For those of ya'll that do know me, well my last battle wasn't really up to standard for me

But I still took the win home unanimously

And now I'm back on your scene with raps packing the heat

So how the fucks a little Blizzard gonna stand a chance against me?

This whooping is long over due

I'm finna Hulk Hogan you, bulldozer, blade of grass into a lawn mower you

And I know the crowd and staff all probably fawn over you

But in a scrap, I would probably pick a fawn over you

But I still took him

So that there's an homage to his confidence

But I'll still cook him

So this whooping is a back handed compliment

Blizzard... you need to exfoliate your moldy face

Rapidly

Bradley Green, you badly need some acne cream

His face has more holes than a thimble

Or it has been sprinkled with shingles

Or your skin doctors gotten you swindled

It's simple cause even the swift little dimples have pimples

So you're a breakout star

But what were settling today is what has more blemishes his record or his face

Like in your last battle, you done took the grimy route

Using dead dad jokes for whole entire rounds

But aren't you the kid that's raised silver spoon inside the mouth

So a father is something that this bitch could not survive without

You went from 2.5 million views, to 300,000 views, to like 70k tops

Holy shit your just a teen Brad and already falling off

And schools were blatantly dissed, in your statements to Grist

But complaining about this only makes you a bitch

And now your taking a piss in the game of the wits

So this is me filling you in on the education you missed!

And after all that shit you talked about schools

Well now your going back

I heard the facts, I though "Damn how hypocritical is that?"

And I thought that that was bad, until I saw a vid' that had you making fun of folks in hats, while you wore a fucking hat

It's shit like that

That makes me think that we can't get the kid out of you

I'm trying to teach you, not to take the fucking piss out of you

So you gonna take it, I'm not taking any lip out of you

And to throw it in, Justin Bieber would beat the shit out of you!

[Round 2: Blizzard]

Your music's whack, and you're never grabbing shit off it

If I'm actually honest your attempt at mainstream backpacker rap is moronic

You should take my advice Adam and stop it

But I get, America is a very Religious country so it makes sense that your only after a prophet

Your style is one of the worst I have ever known

This is the 4S to the rotary telephone

You rapping should be illegal

I'm out of your class B

I suggest a new method, Rone?

You style is swag orientated

Distorted and jaded

And you rap like you're always sedated

Hearing your accent has me bored and frustrated

Now let me pick apart bars of yours that I hated

One of his bars was: "See when I flow, it's an explosion like a firecracker

'Cause I came with that flame I got that fire cracker!"

Very cringe worthy coming from a white rapper

And he also said, listen, this shit is great

"My shit too hot, like Papa Bear's porridge"

What the fuck was he thinking when he worded that line?

Is your brain working okay, are you certain it's fine?

I now feel like battling this person's a crime

'Cause he compares his bars to porridge

Porridge from a nursery rhyme

So you wanna rap then, OK Cool

Stop the bollocks I'm on it so much poison in my blood that I'm gonna die from it

I'm not a nice topic, I'm a horror biopic

Me and Satan share the same cell like we're monozygotic

Take me off my pedestal

Not on my wallet

I won't pay you any dues unless there's guap in my pocket

Me a Grist topped the views like you wanna try, stop it

This is Don't Flop if your not willing to colonize, drop it

I don't know if this is below any belt

And I don't know if it helps

But Welcome To Birmingham, Go Fuck Yourself!

[Round 2: Rone]

I'll talk about other rapper's girls

'Cause they're what I've actually done

So act like I'm rapping for fun, and it could happen to son

But you call an ambulance up, if you done jammed up your thumb

So me hurting his feelings, might casket him up

Example

Facebook told me that your with a girl that's called Erin Pretty

Must be a fake account, 'cause that bitch isn't pretty

That thick biddie isn't a bit skinny

She got a fat waist, thin titties, and a snout nose like Ms. Piggy

And this one here will crush you

'Cause even though you'd love too

I promise bro, Zara Khaliq will never fuck you

See even before I heard of you, folks wanted me to murder you

And since you're such a grimy rapper

It wasn't hard for me to find dirt on you

Like how you got your buzz off your cousin Shifty

It wasn't you who did that

And it's a shame it took Shifty's car crash for your career to make an impact

Or the fact that you don't inhale when blazing trees

Which is just insane to me

So from pot smokers everywhere, stop wasting weed!

It's shit like that that makes me think this kids a re-tard

He thinks the act of smoking means that his image is hard

That's like ordering then pouring out a drink at the bar

Or just loving the feeling of an empty syringe in your arm

It's stupid

Yo but we can do it, rap with hands, I'm sure the crowd doesn't mind

We can really see if Brad is greener on the other side

Fuck a Greenpeace, a green thumb, 'cause Green ain't the man

I would rather serve Bradley; Green Eggs And Ham

And you can have your American Idiot bars lined up on replay

That shit would be Dookie, and today would not be Green Day

Fuck an ignorant American, you'll never find a G as wise as me

And I went for being me and you can chalk it up to irony

I'm not fat, don't watch TV

I'm intelligent, shit I try to be

So there's a million reasons to hate America, but none of them apply to me!

But how about you bro, your names Bradley Green

Son that sounds Yank as shit

Like you light Yankee candles, and Yankee hats, and fucking yank your dick

Yo you're a fake Man U fan or at least a phoney in comparison

But today you'll be just like one, Owned by an American

My attack; Van Persie

My D; Ferdinand

If someone confronting you and your gran in the streets, you'd Defer to nan

But I'll be austere, yes strap him off near death

This is fascinating facets versus a lawn chair's depth

This a top tier threat vs. a not near vet

So you might get here someday

But you not there yet

[Round 3: Blizzard]

This guy Rone wants to beat me

So he's gonna say anything he's gotta say

And yeah I like Green Day

Well your gonna be feeling a Boulevard of Dreams when you come back from your Holiday

This ain't a battle anymore right, it's a counselling session

I heard shit happened back home and you've got bouts of depression

Let's flashback to Penn State, let's say 2007

I bet you never had your track teacher down as a felon

See Rone did track himself, all the way up 'til he graduated

He used to write for Penn State News he was infatuated

His teacher Sandusky noticed Adam had emasculated

And that's when he started to get a little too fascinated

I'm fucking bringing it back with these lyrics I rap

What the fuck is this shit on your hat?

I'm fucking freestyling 'cause I forgot all my bars

But that's OK because right here I just forgot who you are

Apart from being touched by a man about triple your age

I can imagine that ordeal would only fill you with rage

But let me turn to a different page

Your trauma with Sandusky is the reason that you're so eccentric when you spit on the stage

He's looking up to God now seeking for his answer

Trying to avoid the questions that peeps are gonna ask ya

His [?] makes him wish that his teacher died of cancer

Well Stockholm Syndrome is making him develop feelings for his capture

Psychology bars

Time

[Round 3: Rone]

So aside the fact, that you don't have any hair upon your balls

I just heard an Irish Roman Catholic talk about pedophilia, now I've seen it all

So what you losing focus?

You ain't think we notice

It's the third round and Blizzard has yet to drop some cold shit

I guess your judgement's getting clouded, with people saying "Blizzard is dope"

He's getting flaky, soon enough he'll be addicted to snow

Well expect flurries from me I hope you can't sustain bunches

I would never hail Blizzard, I would rather rain punches

And if there's a Mrs. Blizzard

I hope she doesn't stick around

'Cause if I find her on the road, than that bitch is getting plowed

I heard women are from Venus, so the penis she catching

She a Saturn to a monster truck the way that I'm smashing

Said how I get in Uranus, you won't be able to stand it

I made the Mercury rise, and I didn't even plan it

See I don't have to act sick, motherfucker I am sick

And I've been the man since I was younger than Brad is

Growing up damn, I was such a bad little bastard

That I lost my virginity, before my dad did

But whenever you come aggressive

Well sonny it's unimpressive

You think that it's something epic, but really it's just depressing

You only shine and grime, your whole gimmick is one dimension

You only started rapping 'cause you got booted from One Direction

I said your a little bitch boy that's that shit I don't like

Little rich boy that's that shit I don't like

Blizzard? Nah, that's Snow White

He's all bark and he's no bite

Yeah he is not the Rone type and that's that shit I don't like

I've never seen someone so impressed with themselves

Really it's just disgusting

Every morning he wakes up, takes a shit, and then Instagrams a picture of it

So should I call him a "try hard" for his style and clothes

Or should I call him Donald Glover for his Childish flow

Like, Pow, that's one jab to the chest

Watch how I don't be smackin' his head

I would hit him in the chin, but a hit up to the chin to him just might be snappin' his neck

Beast in the flesh

I've been the best from the east to the west

This will be the echo of the very last Lego

But instead I'll be the one to put the B's to your chest

I really want to fuck with him

But then again he's just a kid

So instead of suckerin' him

I'll just fuckin' tuck him in

So done have some dope opponents, but none this sick

You had some fans but now they wanna jump his ship

I fuck with the UK

Brad can suck this dick

So God save the Queen

But Fuck this Bitch!