If the strictly bank of a bloodline's where the pocket lid come.

It's their ready, way too escape, Miley Cyrus's Bob.

It's palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy.

There's vomit on his sweater already, mum's spaghetti.

I know what you're thinking, it's a question about cold chester.

And you're right, it's a question from Ed from Cold Chester,

but it's about rap battles. That's why I was doing the M&M.

Right, but it was a bit slow really to seem like rap rather than just a description of a man with a dirty jumper.

This is why I'm Oli Mann and he's M&M.

Oli Mann and M&M, that's a mouthful, isn't it?

Mann, M&M, M&M, M&M, M&M, M&M, M&M, M&M, M&M, M&M, M&M, M&M, M&M.

Sounds a bit like Enema.

It does. He's probably had to contend with that and that's why he's so angry a lot of the time.

Again, I think it's best we see. Oli Mann and the M&M of the people.

Anyway, Ed from Cold Chester has written to us about rap battles.

He says, at school, we had a talent competition.

I'd done a rap battle with a friend.

It went well. I'm surprised because your linguistic skills don't suggest it would necessarily.

But one of the older teachers, a certain Mr Foster,

made a rap against us.

What's Mr Foster playing at trying to put the shoe on the other foot?

Is he trying to be a cool teacher?

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