[Round 1: Dizaster]
Now while everyone is in shock they like, "Yo, I can't believe that Serius Jones is my opponent."
Except for Charron, he's like, "No, this was supposed to be my moment!
Aye Verb where are you? Aye Verb?"
Give it up you cornball, they'd rather book me last minute ten times in a row than let you headline a show
When you say "Smack k**er" you really mean "black k**er" and it's time you fans should know
You'll get a pa** by going to Smack and say sh** like, "I'm mad white like snow
Who knew this anglo-saxon a** wipe can flow?
But if you f** with me than the can' just might blow."
You a culture appropriating vulture, act like you know
Everything with you is either black or white, it's in your rap style it shows
But I guess it's hard for you not to be so damn white when 100 Bulletz is the only black guy he knows
As far as this idiot...
They say, "Watch what you say to him cause given the past sh** can get ugly."
I was like, "Who? Serius Jones? He loves me
I avenged him, you think I'm afraid he would punch me?"
If anything I'm afraid to get too close
He might, you know, take off his clothes and try to hug me
After the Math sh** he was like, "Bring it in Diz!"
And I'm like, "Yo f*ggot don't touch me."
He was like, "Oh yo, that's what's up. Yo, I told Hoffa not to f** with us."
And I was like, "Yeah, 'us'."
He was like, "Yeah, if I was there I would've left untouched
Man I'm from the streets Diz', I would've knocked him out with one punch."
And I was like, "Serius."
He was like, "What?"
I'm like, "Shut the f** up."
He'll probably front and do faces, but the phone call went something like this
Brrrrrrt
"I love you Diz!"
And I'm like, "Yo, who the f** is this?"
He's like, "Yooooo"
And I was like, "I know this is."
"Yo I'm forever indebted to you because of this
Yo, you know I'm a pimp, right? I'll even let you f** my b**h
sh**, I'll give you a bunch of chicks
We could be selling d**, no doubt I'll ship you tons of bricks
You don't want money, f** it I'll even su-"
And I still got more for you
But do you really think I wanna spend the rest of my rounds talking about Hoffa?
...Of course I do
That's the reason this battle got booked
Don't feel too down about the Dose sh**, it's not as bad as it looks
What I could've done is put out a diss track and had Math on the hook
That's what I'm saying, I'll hit you harder than he hit you before
Smack him right in his hairline, United Airlines I'll drag your Chin on the floor
f** you! This motherf**er trying to throw me off my pace right now
Goddamn it I should...I should punch you in your motherf**ing face right now!
sh** is too hard for him to understand
Diz' coming to bring the Diz-function to Diz-struction
Holy sh** f**, what kind of hiccup did this kid just get himself mixed up in?
I don't know what you thought this was but I'll tell you what it wasn't
I ain't giving no kids love there'll be no fist bumping, end of the discussion
When discussing ain't no that or this cussing the fifth bust in your Diz-cussion
It's just disgusting, conclusion? You'll get a concussion
I'm giving a big cut to his dick s**ing lips get stuck in my fist [?]
Don't get this twisted you knew you had this coming
All that tough talk don't intimidate me I'm like Mr. Hankey, you know I get sh** jumping
He talking he gon' pull the milli and click it
You know that Jiminy Cricket, this kid bugging
This dude fell off the side cause I [?] punched him
I lost the f**ing pace where I was at cause he kept throwing me off
f**ing f*ggot gay MC standing over here with his f**ing an*l beads
f**ing time
[Round 1: Serius Jones]
Canada, y'all ready for war now?
Shout to this Canadian coin now
Cause I'm 'bout to flip this queen on the other side
So bare with me cause it's gold in these small rounds
Y'all wanna know how I met Dizaster?
I was leaving a club in L.A. with Mistah Fab
I thought he was tapping an Arab to get a cab and then you turned around and he was like, "Rap for Jones."
And he was like, "Off the dome, I shatter bones and turn rappers to catacombs."
And I was like, "Okay, this cat can zone
But when is he raps why is he playing an imaginary saxophone?"
Okay, an Arab that always blows up and raps off the dome
Okay that's expected and I respected that alone
But as time pa**es on, you got your battle on
You had some cla**ics holmes, you made your talent known
But you get off track
Always trying to prove you can sing but never had a song
But you can't cross me off that head cause you waited until after 21 to get your Savage on
So now Dizaster got automatics drawn on his page now
We used to think he was a fruit
Now he only hang on bunches and vines with the Grapes now
I'm like, "Okay, wow."
This is a true story
He hit me after the sneak like, "Bro, that Hoffa sh** was weak
Yeah, we all know you a boss in these streets."
I tell the truth but kept it brief
I said, "Did I want to make him see/sea shells, sure (shore) but he already got washed on the beach."
He said, "Nah f** that. I'ma do it myself. Tonight."
I said, "Just wait til the end of the battle to get your steel on."
But I ga**ed you cause two wrongs don't make a right
For them two rights you was still (steal) wrong
So when he called me, he was all over the place like an Army brat
"Bro, he didn't think I'd do it, he dared me to do it
He thought I won't react, then baow, I socked him and I washed him like a laundry mat
Soon as he dropped we all stomped him flat
I just texted you the Youtube link, check it out, call me back, call me back, call me back!"
See, facts
So, I was like, okay, some people do the right things for the wrong reasons
But not a lot of folks can handle that
So you was just s**ing me to get the juice so now I gotta be the straw that broke the camel's back
I said, I never did sh** for attention
What the f** for? [?] image yeah, I was in Roc's face but what it's amounting (a mountain) to make me rush more (Rushmore)
See when I battle I don't never be sober
Ironic cause you be inhaling Tweet boulders with Lush
But you've been ducking Roc(k) long as a Lebanese soldier
Assalamualaikum
Okay, well you better get cool with the Arabs in the area
Cause after this battle Trump probably won't even let your stupid a** back into America
That's one down!
[Round 2: Dizaster]
Look, I'm gonna rebu*tal that sh** about Trump now
What was that? A shot at me because I'm a Republican, what now?
Guess what, stupid f** I ain't gonna talk to you about politics that's something your dumb a** know nothing 'bout
Every time the president tweets something this little p**y open up the window and he jump out
Y'all don't think I always hear the stupid sh** that's always coming out of Trump's mouth?
The only reason I voted for him is so he can build a wall and keep Cortez the f** out!
He's making me laugh
Any minute he's gonna buckle and f**ing snap
Like start suffering and sudden flash
Like someone told him he's about to spend the rest of the day stuck in cla**...studying Math
He shouldn't be mad at him cause Smack put him in that f**ed up predicament
sh** is not nearly as bad as the aftermath did to him
Soon as Math hit his chin, he flew out of his shoes so fast {whistles} his Timberland's started whistling
He hit him so hard he did a 360 spin went to bed, woke up and started sleep walking back into him
This is him, waffling and wiggling
Standing there looking like he 'bout to get hit with a finishing
What it do brother? I heard you had a cute mother
I hit her up on the phone, told her Tuesday we can do supper
Her dad picked up like, "Yo, how did you get this new number?"
I told him we took her and group hugged her and b**b f**ed her
f**ing walked around to the backyard and put her in the same dog house that was on Snoop's cover
I'm a dog when I bite, you're just a Barker like Blink 182's drummer
I'm on some ruthless sh**, yeah I heard you going to England bro
I'm happy for you
The question is, what are you gonna do when the flow comes through?
Serius Jones, see this is why I think he's a b**h
Cause uh, let's talk about happened out there in Cali when you almost didn't return to the east
Cause your loud f**ing mouth kept stirring out beef
Huffing and puffing to the ceiling about all the d** he be dealing and all the guns that he be peeling
Hella tough talk for someone that woke me up at 1:00 AM cause he literally thought Lush One was gonna k** him
He's a gangster, he's squeezing the lemon
He'll f**ing make you bleed from your melon
He'll f**ing go online and start Twitter beefing with Helen
Serius, that's why I don't take you serious
Cause your seriously more of a fake b**h than Siri is
Serius battles people that rhyme his name with "delirious holmes" and "furious poems"
But I'm experienced I'll take Serius Jones and leave him in the same condition as Syrian homes
I'll take a knife and write my lyrics inside face like hieroglyphics on the pyramid stones, you f*ggot
This drug deal image just isn't going
You ain't a D-boy, you ain't selling zones
The only king pin (King Pen) he knows is Chilla Jones
You 6'2" big ole b**h you, stop claiming you a pimp, even Bishop knows this sh**'s true
You not a pimp you just a broke f*ggot who looking for another victim cause his rent's due
This is you, on the 'Gram showing their fans all the b**hes that you been through
But that ain't how a pimp moves
sh**, this guy came into Toronto started tell y'all 'bout the pimp sh** like the sh**'s new
But this is Toronto, this is what the chicks do
sh** I lived here for three months and...I thought I was a pimp too!
[Round 2: Serius Jones]
That's cute
First of all I'm not a pimp, for the record
And that sh** all you talk 'bout Cali you lying bro
But just last year you was in my room before Iron reciting flows
Talking 'bout "I don't know, you think they gon' like it bro?"
And I was like, "Your sh** is fire though."
But I was confused cause all he wanted to do was compare his rhymes
But then it made sense his friend is Lush One because you get all your energy from sharing lines
Ayo listen, these battle fans, no no no, excuse me
I said all you do is play the race card
Yet you talk about burning Jews but you can't afford what a Hollow cost (holocaust)
But see wars cost money
You idolize guys like Hitler and act like him but, your little stash keep falling off
But see, these battle fans get wrapped up in the bread and beef like Arab hands
But see my n***as they'll jump one of your average fans
Translation, we'll pack a Stan (Pakistan)
See I been selling bombs
And in that desert will make you tear a wrist (terrorist)
And I ran dope from Afghanistan
Which means, I get more Arab Money than you
If you not a believer then let's tally bands (Taliban)
See I can wait (Kuwait)
But see, as a m**m I don't act like I'm righteous
But I hate how you act like you down to provide the support for the crisis
Talking 'bout Al-Qaeda and ISIS like you don't know they left thousands lifeless
Betray your own people but then say, "Nobody helps us."
You ain't even supposed to be scared to die holmes
But how is New York a no fly zone?
See you get high jacking just start blowing yourself up
Twitter fingers turn to bitter fingers
You stay ranting and raving
But if Dizaster's your name then what planet you saving?
See you confused cause we all just wanna know why you mad
Cause everyone knows at 30 you lived at home with your dad
So it's hard to believe your can' will bust (Canibus) or you sling elbows
Cause when you get stuck you can just go to the pad
I said you can't escape these bars even if you break outta jail
See when it come to battle we know you feel like the American government
Cause mid battle you ain't afraid to take out a cell
I said, Nas snuffed Jesus when he was twelve
But speaking of twelve I'm riding shotgun, with a long machete
I tell 'em, "Take me where he at." And if I wanna k** you not even the Lord can help me
Let's say Jesus take the wheel, either (Ether) it's gon' get Super Ugly or I'ma reach over and rip God Son across the Belly
Ah man, by the way...you lost already
[Round 3: Dizaster]