Dizaster verses only. Not all lyrics were used, these are just some of my favorite bars from the battle
He fucks with me and he'l get his fucking throat slit
From fucking lobe to lobe with a four inch fro pick
Next time you go to do that fucking little annoying voice switch
Where he goes from a little white boy to a pirate on a ghost ship
Next morning you'l see me upload video
Footage of me in a liquor store killing your poor mother
This shit will feel like you living the beginning scene from four brothers
It gets cold where po hovers
Nights froze, homes covered
Nights drop no under 400 below
And all your fucking homies that own
Hummers because all the ford runners get stuck in the snow
You fucking little pussy
I come up to your fucking door and ring the bell like ding dong
First little skinny white bitch to answer the door
I lift her up by her pink thong and drag her up the side of the building like
King kong
I know the way that I thinks wrong im
Mentally ill like kim jong
When im pissed off
Everything in my way gets pissed on
Even the tv and display I have no patience a sitcom
So you, better, pray that whatever
Star that you wish on
Or wave your magic wish wand
Cos me letting you leave here
With that chain still on
Will be the same day you catch me playing ping pong while listening to a jin song
But dont you dare mention islam
Cos i'l uppercut you with that open burning fist palm
The gun I got
Might not be able to kill everybody you bring on
But fuck it atleast i'l make a couple retreat like vince vaughn
Talking bout scribble jam
This ain't no, little midget plan
That you think you have in your inner hand
This is, two types of people in life
One that catches the fish, the other catches the fisherman
And one, hops on to the boat and literally snaps that fucking ship in half
And sails back on the land using the upper piece of deck
Thats still in tact, by using it as, a swimming raft
I fucking, survival of the instinct
Its called survival of the instinct we rely on thinking fast
I fucking click clack bam, hit your staff with bigger straps
Then the ones big fat lesbian dyke bitches use to keep their plastic dick attached
You getting stomped with a boulder
You getting killed so badly your fagget ass homie felt like he had to start massaging your shoulders
Yea il smack you dude, I smack you dude
And you getting killed and hes still clapping too
This is hardcore
Mixing the rage with freestyle that is a art form
You, dont contribute to this bar form
Your wings will not soar you are the hip-hop version of conchord
Your bars, made out of cardboard
You are a clone, like starwars
Yea, you get more than you all for
Catch headshots while your arm torn
Every single artery inside of your hearts torn
Next time you get in a elevator shaft
I hope half, of you, gets stuck in that large door
Then it continues downward with your body that your head remains on the top floor
Thats the type of shit that I pray to god for
Your body getting chopped up and utilated and washing up somewhere off shore
Or ran the fuck over with a beamer or benz or a dodge ford
Or whatever automobile from grand theft auto I need to earn me the top score
Do you want more?
I unwedge, so many fucking shells you feel like its mario cart four
I flip his wings like a conchord
Body him underneath a golf course
And slash your head off with your foreign sword
Do you want more? well I dont got more
Your a fucking joke
What a waste of time face it
Your basic rhymes'l never take you to higher places
Yea you play station
You on a final stage but im at a higher plain already fighting with the guy that designed the matrix
How long before that thin little wire breaks
And you decide to finally take off that chain rich
The idol is, the title is idolling around
Cos the guy that claims it
Doesnt have the fire or desire, or the pride to make it a chain
Worth fighting for, thats why hes complaicent
And the value, of the title of the guy trying to embrace it
Cannot get someone of a higher stage
Then eventually come here and end up trying to take it
Then thats when you know you need to find a replacement
You die when the fire rages
I strike like workers fightning for higher wages
White supremisis, supremisis white faces
Stepford, design faces
I said you find cases of shells from the nine on the side pavement
And wake up in a hospital room surrounded by five patients
Staring at eachother sideways while being held up by spine braces
I said il bike chase him, down the street and hang you upside down by your nike laces
And beat you down so bad the cops'l catch me and arrest me for being a child rapist
Il make this whole place live and fucking vibrate like a live basist
Il fucking pull your card while simultaneously slapping you in the face with five aces
Knocking over your empty can of the dry cases
I got stamina, I got stamina you could never match up with my cadence
Every step in my life, is like a battle with my patience
Not to snap, and go postal like the white guy from rampage did
I snap, then I bandage lids
I backhand you, throw you off a man made bridge
You fall, and on your way down, you crack eight ribs
And when you fall you'l end up face flat like this mornings pancakes did
Or, a-class the panface kid
Hes so anti american, so so arrogant
Bare witness to a pair of fists to go bear fishing
I dare him to square off hes a scared chicken so I spare ribs
Look, we can wear mittons take it there I give you the fear of wimping
But whats the merit in using your bare fists
When I can shove a pair of scissors in your larenixin
Increase the air in it and put a tear in it per square inch
These are, rare clips blair witch footage
Il take you on a stair case like zepplin beware rich
This ain't about me and you tryna compare wits
This is about me, and that fucking necklace you wear rich
This is about you, being a pussy
Not being responsible enough to wear it
Yea, fuck what po is telling me
You wanna make me look like im the fucking anti-canadian
When really to this company, your the enemy
Your the one that holds this company back from moving forward as a corporate entity
When you suppose to be the face of this movement
And you bad mouth a globally known celebrity
Like drake, you shoulda totally mentioned me
Instead of keeping composure, instead of keeping composure like a real champ
You just ran your mouth over and over endlessly
You showed organik you have no loyalty, no fidelity
Your own perception of what taking course is what, warped you mentally
You showed, you making motions that form from jealousy
Thats why I came here, to take the throne that was meant for me
Cos real battle rappers keep the battle rapping and emotions seperately
From the message boards disrespecting me
Never knew why you were so upset with me
You little bitch, I feed you the lowest form of pedigree
I will, go after ya, bust open your head with the chrome relentlessly
And open up your dome like you know telepathy
Toronto, is my destiny
Im coming here, im passing the border no way
And if they deny me at the foreign embassy
Then im gonna fucking force my entry like open sesame
Fuck what fucking po is telling me
Hes been a lost soul his whole life, so let him be
After I sock his ass in the skull, im gonna warp his memory
And when he wakes up in the morning he won't remember me or his born identity
You wanna say I dont deserve a plane flight but I paid the cost to be the major boss
You deserve the spot, I say you not
The day I take a loss is the day you see jin taking off his sacred cross
You, sweeter than strawberry shortcake with apricots
I kick your door down while you at the dinner table searing sasberry steak with tatertot
Open up the door, bang, let the thang go off
Bang bang bang, get your brain blown off
It look like someone spilled prego sauce all over your grandmothers table cloth
Then il fucking grab you by your face, il grab you and drag your face across
A custom made frame, made out of vega's claws
And run outside and rape your favourite dog and make all your fucking neighbours watch
I run into your house and the door open on the same shit that cramers on
Like, whos cooking filet minong
Then I roll into the fucking kitchen and il rape your mom and make her keep her apron on
I throw her fucking, naked body on the, neighbours lawn
And wait for a fucking late response
Yea, I do the follow the great karan
And theres another book, a thousand different ways to make a bomb
You wana be a, you wana be psychotic
Then let us get our cyber gaming on
When I strike you and your entire face is gone like I sliced you with one of those flying plates from tron
Yea, the day you beat me
Thats like catching shaq and lebron, at a tanning salon
I strike, with no fore warning
I perform like george foreman when hes cornered in
Yea, I perform like george foreman when the eye of the storms forming
Il tie him up to a rope and hold em up in force and forking his skull
Leave his face torn til it looks like deformed foreskin
I will fucking grab him by his throat and coat choke him
I put him in a chokehold like hulk hogan
I fucking bust the side of your dome open and leave the corner of your nose broken
With your bones showing like both olsens
Il fucking jack him for his pack of ?mac davadoff?
Then i, ram his head to the back of the fucking padded locks
Il, run in the open, open the walk in closet run in and hit him with every can in stock
Il fucking hit him with fucking empty canisters
Plastic mops, the lamp fuck it il even grab the clock
Yo, il have my homie camoflague sabotage your family spot
So bad it look like the japanese tsunami after shock crashed your block
You want fucking bitch, il fucking end up raping her ass
Il shove a baseball bat straight in her ass then il break it in half
Face it your wack, embrace this ass kicking your getting your trachia cracked
Youl be like steve-o from jackass, or atleast youl be able to relate to his tats
When I twist your neck backwards and it basically snaps and youl end up with your own face on your back
