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Jeo Reynolds vs Jay Key Battle Rap Jeo's verse #1: Don't get much love for my work man, like Kate & Jerry's love for Maddie McCann, still, gonna keep it up tho, I'm a veteran, I'm a fuckin virtuoso, Skills, yeah I got plenty, lookin’ like my tip jar still getting empty, Fuck it, I just do it for the passion, never really tried to get in it on the cash in, Still, if you like what I do. got a lot of time and respect for you, Flip, if you think shit's whack, Ain't got time for your negative feedback, Please, don't get jealous, thinking like I'm acting like overzealous, Naaaa, I'm just having fun, picking off haters with a submachine gun, ooff, god damn, shooting at people is a bit too much fam, yeah, well I'm trying to be gangster, what I'm gonna do next slap ya hamster Jay Key's Verse #1: I want to go on holiday and lose my kids By that I mean ejaculate into an angry Spanish hooker and not like Jerry and Kate did My rhymes are crazy and my bars come hard I like crushing up drugs with my Oyster card Ketamine and Xanax and bit of coke too does that sound like a decent cocktail to you Making beats after shit loads of speed.. fuck it bro.. do you got any good weed My days summed up as above ain't got no job aint got no club. I prefer trios over Oreos Malted milks and custard cremes You know this verse is getting obscene.... I just signed up for Disney plus So I'm off to watch Pixar whilst sat in my girls bra .. And g string Ain't nuttin but a g thing Jeo's verse #2: Aight, aight we got a battle, looking like baby's lost his rattle, shame, I was starting to like you, but ya just bitten off more than you... can chew, easy on your rap food, first check order of magnitude, Fam, you can never step to this, couple of your lyrics start to go amiss, props though, having a pop though, Don't take me for no sloppy Joe, I got a turbulent flow, versed in all kindsa fucking Taekwondo, Martial, like arts, ripping out Chinese chef man hearts, Righty then, like Ace Ventura, can't touch this I can reassure ya, Man, talking bout biscuits, running short on tings blad need some assistance? Anyways, now I got you on the ropes, put some fucking stamps on your envelopes PEACE Jay Key's Verse #2: Couple of my raps you say go amiss Tell me bro are a Jew or Armish And there you are chatting bout ace Ventura Jim Carrey was much better in the mask - Cameron Diaz and that red glittery ass You chat shit about chewing on food - you know I'm diabetic - that shits just rude Sloppy joe. That's what the girls call you clean under your foreskin dude - yeah your defo not a jew you sit there talking like your a cage fighter ripping our hearts with martial arts Best you can really do is sucking out Marshall Mathers farts from his arse like your felching from a Welsh thing coz we know you like putting your dick in sheep oh wait where was the censor bleep Your rhymes seem to drift A bit like tom hanks in castaway Lost out on the ocean with your best mate Wilson - your rhymes blud are cheesier than stilton You talking whack you been smoking crack You look older than robin Williams in 'jack' Now off to the shop shop to buy some pop I leave you with these rhymes.. before yo head does pop Jeo's verse #3 Jew? yeah maybe that's true, but I'm Amish riding those horses too, bruv Cameron Diaz? You got more chance with fuckin Nate Diaz, Don't be scared though homie, man got dick like a big salami, Foreskin, noone got time for that, bellend be looking like a bowler hat, Bro, I ain't never fucked a sheep, couple of dogs though got them cheap, SHIIIT, my rhymes is drifting? Think you better go out start shoplifting, Cheese? Bitch please, just got rid of my sex disease, Crack? Well a little bit maybe, you be looking like a premature baby, Go, get your soda, Jeo just called this battle is over Bruv, I'm not overhyping but how long you gonna take fucking typing, None of us getting any younger, wait any longer gonna go to slumber, Come on now, how hard can it be, not like you need a masters degree, All you gotta do is spit some bars, making me look like rap superstars, Yawning, maybe see you in the morning, like Linkin Park said better get Crawling, In, getting under my skin, think you need to get to the loony bin, Mental, like chicken oriental, coming back quick is just fundamental Jay Key's Verse #3: You say your dick is like a salami It's apparently more like a mini pepperami. You say this battles over as you get in the back if a doggers rover Your masturbation aid is a sock puppet that resembles Grover off sesame Street Sheet You get turned on by Kylie Jenners feet You just got treated for a sexually transmitted disease.. but it took you three months bro.. come on now.. jeez Your new nickname is jez Like the guy off of keep show ‘cept your more of a creep show Now your rhymes are kind pointless just like that t.v. show -and as for your flow Well cuz, You dun even know I got verses that would challenge red Man and the Wu tang Clan Best you can do is as exciting as bran flakes for fuck sake Just bow down, You know… My real name is Jake Jeo's verse #4 Pepperami yeah? I'm a bit of an animal, fucking firestick got months of dick, Oh Sesame Street you Elmo so tickle me, reading your rhymes is starting to pickle me, Yeah you right I snoozed on the clap, next time using a cervical cap, Aight, well I fucking love Creep Show, best man ting put out by Romero, George.. well and Day of the Dead now man wanna start seeing red, HA, my rhymes are pointless, take a fucking smoke bro you looking jointless, Wu Tang? more like Orangutan, you a monkey you little chimpanzee man, For the record I'm a cereal killer, now go take man couple painkiller BIATCH Jay Key's Verse #4: You got months of dick through your firestick. You loved Jim Henson and also the Muppets coz we all know you got a thing for puppets You know I don’t smoke no more it been over a year - the health consequences are somewhat severe Orangutan or chimpanzee I can be one or the other they ain't the same don't you see You need to get another hobby coz you can no longer hangout at the jobby We all on lockdown No need to frown Our world has been turned Upside down With 5 g and cases of Corona That sounds like a good sesh to me Now all we need is a bag of m.d. We been mates since high school where we sat there in maths Acting like a couple of twats Busting and and writing rhymes Sniffing poppers off out blazer sleeves That shit ain’t no crime So let's stop dissing each other to gain these likes And make some lyrical poetry together like a couple of dykes I don't want to scissor you cos I don’t know what I'd get Probably feline aids - untreatable by vets Jeo's verse #5 Shiiit yeah I like dummies, like honeys, like money, Nah you don't smoke but I smoke you in raps, seem like man starting collapse, Hobbies, I got a dozen like D12 suck ya cousin, Man fuck Corona, like Freddy Mercury said Barcelona, Yeah we tight, that's why we can fight, and other man get banged out lights, but no, I will never stop dissin, not til time my ass you kissin, collab with me you better listen closely, bow down like a bitch and it's my victory Jay Key's Verse #5 You refer to d12 Aka the dirty dozen The dirtiest you've been this year is masturbating to pictures of your cousin On Instagram Man You need to get some clam What are these hobbies you have other than getting fired or not showing up to jobbies You lasted one day as a ride operator at Alton towers. bitch I'm not sorry The kiddies teacups and the vintage cars - they are about as exciting as your bars I take that back you said it yourself your into dummies and kiddies in Huggies No wonder your obsessed with Madeline McCann I'll bet it was you that lured her Into your van With Werthers originals and unicorns with horns This sounds like your kind of porn Now you know I'm not flailing and ain't gonna collapse Manz full of these pure fire diss raps You make it too easy so why can't you see Your so called victory has been passed back to me Jeo's verse #6 Ahh look, man got fire back, get prepped for a savage attack, blood, I don't Instagram, I don't be looking at pictures of your nan, Yeah, I get fired you would too if you got so wired, Alton Towers? Think I'm a ride host? man should sit right in command post, didn't even go in for one day, took a little thought and turned away, Whaaat, my bars is dull, all your spitting is sounding an earful, Maddie Mccann, bruv I didn't kill her, looking at the parents blood they spill her, Fire diss yeah, I ain't getting impress, your raps are like water but nevertheless, keep on trying, just don't start crying when I beat your ass cos I'm fuckin terrifyin Jay Key's Verse #6 Terrifyin?? Come on now man Your bars about as fun as a greasy frying pan you call that a savage attack It's about as savage as a potato sack You say you don't look at pictures of my nan on Instagram Why you got your dick wrapped in ham Necrophilia is a whole different ball game Come on now g Ain't you got no shame cypress hill said it best you insane in the membrane Or hits from the bong your rhymes sounding so wrong my lyrics beat you down like a barrel from donkey Kong So we been battling for what feels like days Your making me want to smoke an ounce of silver haze You demand a command post when in p.e. you were left back - behind the goal posts I never said you killed Maddie McCann just that you lured her Into your van I know you always liked Gary glitter And luring gerbils up your shitter We know you love anal felching With cute furry critters Jeo's verse #7 Shit yeah I'm terrifying, spitting out fire got MC dying, these bars ain't fun, shooting out rap bullets like a fucking railgun, You need to stop potato waffle, you ain't versatile and you smell like offal, trust me, I don't fuck ham, I prefer smashing out danish bacan, and for the record, I don't fuck dead ones, only re-animated zombie little corpse ones, Donkey Kong, blud you more like a donkey, half your rhymes sounding pretty damn wonky. Yeah you right though PE at school, getting touched up was not so cool, Whoops, did I make a little error, I didn't kill Maddie and I didn't even wear her, And yeah, I'm loving Mr Glitter, wouldn't trust man as good baby sitter doe Jay Key's Verse #7 MCs dying from laughter .you ain't getting no bafta What the fucks a rail gun You need to stop swallowing so much if Mr McAdam’s cum You say you like fucking dead little corpse ones So I was right not just a necrophiliac But so a nonce You love feeling gerbils in your bum up till the point it makes your cum on a bun whilst looking at a nun Damn son you got some issues You shouldn't be wasting all those tissues We in time of crisis with this panic buying Wiping you cock on socks while you are crying You called me a monkey now you calling me a donkey are you sure you only had the one key I knew you liked glitter Watkins and Rolf Harris too I'll bet you liked sucking his didgeridoo Now this battles been won Come on now son You know I am Number 1 Jeo's verse #8 Bafta? More like a MOBO, you man effort get you working as a HOBO, Well, for your discretion A railgun is a device, typically designed as a weapon, it uses electromagnetic force to launch high velocity rails of course, Blud, I only spit you swallow, soon man in your own pity you will wallow, Actually, undead ain't a dead, doesn't even matter if they give me head, or brains, something you ain't got bro, are you blind better adjust your aspect ratio, Issues? mate I got stacks of them, packs of them, been spitting bout tracks of them, I don't care what kind of beast you are, I'll beat you down with my electric guitar, Fender, strat like that, hit you in the face make your nose go splat, Yeah, keep bringing up the nonce, I've been spitting since start of the renaissance, Win this battle? Give me a break, I'm a real G you a FUCKING FAKE FLAKE BOSH Jay Key's Verse #8 I ain't no hobo and I shaved off my beard - to be honest blud that Insults just weird That paragraph about a rail gun doesn't even rhyme son - and in terms of rap battles - that's just a crime Hun.. As for getting head from an undead zombie kid That shits just strange blud Think you smoked too much spice Or was it monkey dust Watching Rosie and Jim makes you bust a nut You resort to weapons far to quick So much so it makes me sick You said earlier you know taekwondo and martial arts I knew for a fact you liked sucking Eminem's arse The only thing you can make go splat is when you ejaculate on a bourbon while your sat there watching Graham Norton Jeo's verse #9 beard or no yas a fuckin hobo, seeking out tramp for a quick blow blow, Course it rhymes and its informative, half your bars ain't performative, Strange, yeah it is derange, this what happen in this rate of exchange, Never done spice or monkey dust, surely this has previously been discussed, M8, I don't even need a tool, been fucking up fools since I was in High school, Bruv why you chat about Slim Shady, your raps are like a little young lady, Oh, and now soggy biscuit, mate that's plain sadistic, Call it quits while I'm ahead I'll advise ya, we go any longer gonna fuckin BAPTIZE YA Give it up fool, give it up fool, already been taken back to school, Now you sound like you gonna bust a gut, made you look like a fucking little donut Jay Key's Verse #9 I'll bet you love donuts coz they have a thin hole Perfect for your penis like your ex-boyfriend - Joel These rhymes are getting twisted a bit like your mind Sadistic and weird But according to you that's just fine You say my raps are like a little young lady That means you must like them You penis is slim and that comment is shady Trust you to bring up the Catholic church Getting touched up by priests is your favourite past time I thought we'd figured this out When we discussed it last time We didn't talk about monkey dust or even spice Those drugs are just wrong They ain't even nice Now go back over to your notepad and pen Stop thinking about about putting Barbie and Ken up inside your rectum Come on now jeo & that shit is just sick son Jeo's verse #10 Blood, you don't give up do ya, gonna take verbal bullets and put em right through ya, BLAM, BLAM, double tap til ya dead, Truss got endless thoughts in my head, Talking my dick, mate you ever seen it? take 4 bitches to lean cuisine it, weird, yeah I'm revered, man walk round and man get feared, bruv, I ain't into little girls, 18+ please for necklace pearls, Church? I don't fuck with that more like satan turn into a vampire bat, I don't even need a pad and pen, I wrecked you before and I'll wreck you again. Barbie, that shit just barmy keep getting toddlers at your slumber party Jay Key's Verse #10 satan turning into a vampire bat - seriously bro get your dick out your cat You know you love choir boys and playing with sex toys like rampant rabbits Sticking then up your cornhole is a nasty habit You say 4 bitches for a lean cuisine But having sex with poodles dude - nahh i aint keen I may have crossed a line with Barbie and Ken - you never saw that Russian hamster again It's still up inside, I hope it ain't died The kid you stole it off really did cry But that turned you on they weren't tears if joy I'll have you know that kids name was Roy You then tried a Guinea pig but that was a bit too big Fair play for trying though Your braver than most Going to the small animals section at pet's at home with a sign round your neck saying 'anal feltching host' Jeo's verse #11 Oh, no you chatting bout Odin, watch out fam my .44 I'm loading, Shoot you, deader than Dimebag better start waving that little white flag, Choir boys? I just be spitting fire boys, ain't even starting to perspire making loud noise, Ok I mean ladies I don’t mean bitches, any gal dem get pussy twitches, When they see man out, beg me "Jeo let me show you my clout" I be like alright one at a time, maybe 2 3 or 4 round mind, I got enough to go round, then dem ladies wanna hang around. Bruv, I don't fuck with rodent, treat little rat like I treat opponent, So, just change the record, you raps getting bored, maybe go back to the drawing board chump Jay Key's Verse #11 Ladies and bitches well you better go get 'er But we both know you like Irish red setters You say my wraps are getting bored I ain't making fajitas joe now go learn some new chords You do fuck with rodents and you love it mate .. even more so when the massage your prostate You say these women beg you to show off their clout but the look on their faces when you say get you rat out No not your clunge Hun you only have a gerbil named Virgil Thunderbirds are go Let me show you a trick It involves your west highland terrier And my dick Dimebag was legend Your just a bellend But you are still my friend Despite the fact you like bestiality It'll probably end up being your fatality Stay away from Rottweilers and Great Danes When they bite off you pepperami that'll be a shame Imagine trying to explain that to a vet He will defiantly tell you to stick to small pets Jeo's verse #12 Yeah, I do love the Irish, but you raps starting getting bit childish, And yeah, I love Fajitas, how you think I get all the Senoritas? Chords? my knowledge is large, that's why man call me Guitar George. Fam, these straits are Dire, but I'm still rocking my amplifier, ladies, I'm smoother than that, ask em nicely to de-pant and then rub their twat, Thunderbirds? Why you chatting like a puppet, more and more rhymes make you sound like a muppet, You're obsessed with animals, I don't give a fuck just fucking with cannibals. YEAH Dimebag was a legend, now he's dead by a man's obsession, Mate, I ain't never fucked a beast, fucked lots a girls and got lots of yeast, Dogs, I don't even really care, make noise, chew toys shit everywhere, Vets though, now we're on the level, now shut your mouth before you unleash the devil 666 Jay Key's Verse #12 you make out like you don't give a fuck I reckon you’ve moved on to ducks Now this battle could end up on don't flop and that's what girls say about your cock Now that line about dogs is the best you've come out with all day but then it's easy to write about the things you like Now I'm cooking my dinner so my verses may be delayed my lyrical genius manz should get paid You like Mexican food coz it's made with beef as I said earlier you like trannies feet Hairy toes turn on Joe almost as much as lassie yo Now let's put this to bed Coz it's fucking with my head I'm starting to forget the insults I've said Jeo's verse #13 Fair play let's call it a draw, man got sick bars man got more, Hey man though I know vinnie, every single girl say Joe dick's winny, No, Not Winnie the Pooh, except in special cases where she agree to that too, Alright, no clear winner, hope man has an enjoyable dinner END