[Round 1: Pa**]
So you think you could out rap me in any situation imaginable Caustic?
I ain't even get to the second line of this rhyme and you already lost it
I'm the boss of this, caution I'm sick
Kicking up cough and spit
You just laying down in the coffin stiff
The only reason he geeking is cause he tweeking, he be off the shish
Well I'ma try to help him get off the sh** and knock him off his sh**
Now call it quits
I'm too ill
You still thinking that blue pill gon' get you chill
Boy I'll knock your Daylyt's out thinking you Quill
He need a new grill
Nah, I said I'll knock your lights out like a past due bill
How you feel? Who you k**?
Boy you softer than a n***a in his living room lip syncing and dancing to Dru Hill
What you supposed to be the battle rapping Sisqo?
Man you look like you go to parties where white people play Panic At The Disco
You a funny looking motherf**er, stay in your place
You so ugly it look like your beard trying to grow legs so it can run away from your face
I get my karats, a thin slice to your windpipe, just might tear it
You need help with that delivery like a midwife caring
Man I give this boy the business like rich white parents
Town business maine
[Round 1: Caustic]
I said Captain Morgan in my cup, but really though f** that
If I find out who drank up all the Jameson you might really have to run that
[MarvWon]
I did n***a. I did
[Caustic]
Man, f** you Marv
Who give a f** what you say h*mo?
Beard looking like the f**ing Wu-Tang logo
I said what's up Alex Jenner? I mean Jenny
You're my brother bro
I really f** with your old battles
Remember the old days back when Grind Time was a dope channel?
I got a lot of sh** to ask you but, yo famo
How the f** you look like Joe Budden and Joe Camel?
I said, so what it be's Alex?
Your whole steez is Gen-X and Jean Palace
I swear to God you bet not bring me no weak challenge
Especially when I put our whole coast on my back just so the team can get rebalanced
I said, this is Oakland versus Oakland, right?
Bet The Town be excited for that
But we not from the same type of Oakland, I came right from the trap
Dawg I be in the cemetery with the white tees and straps
And you be up in the Temescal where all the white people at
I said I been on this Town sh**
So what you wanna do blood?
sh**, I lived on 55th and San Pablo in 1987
b**h I was a Polar Bear before you was
I said, so what you wanna do?
[Pa**]
North side, north side
[Caustic]
Who you talking to?
I know you seen what happened to Arsonal
Machete taking off parts of you, Mossberg shotty turn him into particles
Beating me now, that's a Mission: Impossible
You got a better chance trying to arm wrestle Marv for some barbecue
[MarvWon]
Keep my name out your mouth
[Caustic]
Shut up motherf**er
Yo, said I'm just trying to build with this kid like this sh** is fort
But I'm 'bout to beat yo' motherf**ing a** in the Biblical sorts
But I don't wanna play with you no more cause this f**ing kid is a dork
You the only f**ing black dude on the planet to eat your ribs with a f**ing bib and a fork
I said, so come on bro
This is what a beard looks like
You f**ing woman
Your sh** is just weak
I swear to God his battles give me the creeps
I feel like I'm battling a negative picture of me
So you gon' be on my dick? Gon' get my steez?
I mean the sh** isn't cute
Dawg if this sh** was on mute
This sh** would look like two Middle Eastern dudes having a religious dispute
I said, I know you having financial troubles
I heard you was down and out Pa**
sh** I had to bring you all the way to New Hampshire cause I heard they was handing out cash
Now I'm feeling f**ing bad cause I gotta make an example out Pa**
But this sh**'ll be a ma**acre if you think this Cal. ain't gon' spaz
b**h, my style is electric, I don't know how you got gas
You should be sitting on the f**ing curb cause your style is high trash
So here's a message for you rap nerds, you clowns will not last
So if you wanna be a Lord Of The Ring, thou shall not Pa**
That's one
[Round 2: Pa**]
Daniel I can't front, you been my folks, we been friends fo' sho'
But now you done called John John and Arsonal a moolie
b**h, we ain't friends no mo'
See that's how you get served or get your chin swerved
You could've kept that to your self or kept it censored
But if I hear you say the N-word
I'm punching your face in until your nose is caving inward
We the best cause we the west
You see the rest just flee and jet like a fleet of jets
But I still put the piece to your brain meat then press while you watching Meet The Press
He decompose while I decompress
Your hands gotta cover your face like he depressed
I don't look at you and see a threat
I look at your face and see a Chia Pet
You don't gotta have Nike's on to see your feet get checked
But you can wear some fake a** Air Max's and swear you a sneaker head
We both from the Fresh Coast but there's differences between the set
You just been rapping for a long a** time, man I'm a seasoned vet
Man, you I had gotta eat ribs with a bib and a fork?
Man you white boy, you need to just stop
You the type of foo foo a** n***a to eat a big a** chicken wing and leave a big ole' piece of meat at the top
You said you from the real Town bro? How is that?
Yeah, I live where the rich white folks live and I'm proud of that
I grew up on the north side of Ice City and I had to hustle to get my folks up out of that
Boy
You said you from The Town bro
But I know you from Union City
You from where the Filipino n***as act Mexican, n***a that's super sh**ty
That is not The Town
I'ma drop this clown
I freestyled half of that sh** and I still got this round
[Round 2: Caustic]
Talking all that fake a** Town sh**
Dawg, the sh**'s spiteful
Well look on the bright side at least Lush likes you
What's wrong Pa**? You mad I said "moolie"?
Wasn't it me you was rooting on?
Dawg what are you doing dawg?
You're so f**ing boring you put "yawn" into "moulinyan"
I had a clear f**ing plan bro you f**ing up
I get us some cash you get us some views
I whip yo' a** in somebody's living room
We try to pretend this sh** not domestic abuse
Yo, you battle once a f**ing year
Y'all act it gives him the free pa**
To be out here having debatables with Clip's weak a**
I mean your textbook a** bullsh** be putting me to sleep like a f**ing history cla**
Maybe that's why you always drop the ball cause you still incomplete Pa**
I'm saying though, you can't battle twice a year dawg, the sh** just takes hustle
I mean you finna get scraped in this ring I'm finna make Marv's dinner plate of you
[MarvWon]
God damn. Set it up. Set it up
[Caustic]
You turned your back on all your fans and stopped doing all the sh** that made them love you
Now we all getting mixed feelings like an interracial couple
I said, I don't file no taxes
This rap sh** my rebate check
If I ever lose a fade we finna run it back like the DJ fresh
Avocado brought the k** cam', so you get that instant replay d**h
And I'm so over Pa** I ain't even hit the freeway yet
I said so face it homie, your sh** is all basic boring
Trying to double time everything like it don't make it corny
Dawg, I'll put this f*ggot on ice like Blades Of Glory
So when you see me masked up don't try to change your story
I done made more trips for that white girl than f**ing Jason Voorhees
Why is it that you s**?
Motherf**er, you battle twice a year, maybe that's why you losing your buzz
I f**ing think it's hilarious how you try to rap like you really moving some d**
b**h all your packs get the two stepping like white dudes at the club
Of course Alex gonna hate, b**h everything I do is fresh
If I'm feeling generous I give this kid the nickle like it's UNICEF
Dawg, and you more f**ing peaceful than a f**ing Buddhist stopped in Budapest
And I been out in the east rapping up that raw like a muhf**ing sushi chef
[Round 3: Pa**]
You know what? People always ask me about you being racist when they speak to me
I say, "I'ma keep it a hundred maine. The n***a ain't racist he hates everybody equally."
But we still potna's I guess, I mean for you I got a lot of respect
But if you pop at the set then I'm popping your neck without dropping a sweat
Cause watching you rap is like watching a wreck
I'm just trying to stop the crash, just try not to get slept
I'm still applying that pressure, I stand on top of his neck
Then I'll check this n***a's pockets just to pocket his check
Cause see I'm already seeing profit, so I'm trying to be a prophet
So I'm smoking on a leaf that I picked from the Tree Of Knowledge
I'm just being honest, you can keep on being modest
I'ma beat your noggin till the white meat you being polished
I'll turn your fans into my fiends, they see the product
They know that my lines really smack like Mia Wallace
I know some sh** about your girl you trying to keep it private
She went down on the whole crew like Aaliyah pilot
n***as say I'm the best when I'm rapping like I'm being violent
I'm freestyling right now but f** it they can see the rhyming
[Round 3: Caustic]
I said it's 2015 and you doing Pulp Fiction bars?
Dawg that sh** isn't fresh
And since you wanna be Mia Wallace so bad y'all can watch me stab this b**h in the chest
I hate these new f**ing fans bro
I don't know how these cats talk about battle rap it's always, "Man, Pa** is the sh**. Pa** can rap
But did you see Pa** versus Clips. Man, Pa** is wack."
Pa** is this and f**ing Pa** is that
I think Pa** is just mad cause Pa** can barely pa** for black
sh**, you talk too much
You really need to pa** that
You keep bringing up old sh** but you know we past that
I mean I ain't cool with all the yap yap
Caustic been known to slap cats
If I see your girl I'm finna tap that like a story too long on Snapchat
I said don't talk about no hood sh** cause you really not a trap cat
I swear to God I put a hole in the back yo' head just like a snap back
Word in the street is that you f**ing sweeter than a snack pack
This the one f**ing time we leave Oakland and you didn't bring your backpack
Pa** is the sh**
Dawg sometimes I just want to watch you get smacked in the lip just to see if you act like a b**h
If y'all think Pa** is the sh** then you got it backwards as sh**
I bet yo' f**ing pop filter smell like Backwoods and dicks
I said don't try to lie on me dawg, let's keep it factual Pa**
Welcome to my world, on this planet you not an animal Pa**
You can go home tomorrow and start slapping my chacks
I bet yo' lady throw it back like a lateral pa**
I said sh**, I never be mad at you dawg
Cause honestly I know your nature
You ain't never win sh** but I still love you bro, you the Oakland Raiders
I said you can catch that smoke for rapping raw, you a rolling paper
I said you roll with white squares y'all some toilet paper
I said yo, you been doing the same sh** for ten years
I gotta question his intelligence
You a walking trash bag b**h, that's Miss Elliott
You still doing all the WRC bars like the sh**'s relevant
All you do is multi Pa** (multipa**) but that don't make you the Fifth Element
I be knowing sh** that's why I live it up
But that's 3-0 Caustic so happy birthday Niki let's get f**ed up