King of the Dot - Caustic vs Aye Verb lyrics

[Verse 1: Aye Verb] I'm from the hood, so when I thought of a n***a Shotti Horroh I thought a n***a with a double barrel Pointin' at my chest aimin' White tee on my body shooter waitin' to stain it I get to beggin' for my life But he not tryin' to hear what I'm sayin' So i look up into the sky fold my hands and get to prayin' See yall playin' That mouthaf**a a k**er thats how yall paint him Do yall know the definition of catchin' a body Naw that ain't him, that sh** to me wasn't dangerous Some word play some f**in' name flips n***a my Shotty Horroh and yall Shooti horror ain't the same sh** I'm god like I step in y'all city and n***as tremble Big difference you dissin' yo rounds, I disa**emble And this a symbol I'm a God in this world look what was brought to him A n***a that ain't half as nice Blood sacrifice you just a offerin' I'm offerin' all steel 22's to 40's n***a they all sting I rebukin' all y'all ya offspring Offspring lets starts this sh**, boss sh** Grips his face put out cigars pssssst Rips his head off like a craw fish Saw sh**, sew it back on with the cross stitch Y'all nausea, Shotty was gon ride on Verb Guess now he car sick, but f** that A min a 30 sec rounds, yall ain't book me for a long time So f** the preview, lets let the beef brew In 3D too So it's show time! a**hole I got that Joker pistol barrel long as a flagpole High speed the cops lose they tail That's a tad pole Onstage wig on n***as that's a drag show On stage wig on n***as that's ah Never mind You f**in' with a n***a who bout it I'm really on it fam' trip I be goin' HAM Outside the club wavin' that can like a homeless man The last 6 is for the show that I ain't get rep But these n***as booked me on this n***a with two weeks prep [Round 1: Caustic] So this is my big shot I finally get to battle a real gangster y'all What an opportunity My bad I'm fresh out of f**ing thank you cards So what, this supposed to a motherf**er that's a big deal? Nah this just the road to success you a bug on the windshield First things first You ain't givin me no shot, this ain't the movie Rocky You SMACK mothaf**as I hate everything that you embody I don't give a f** I watch you lose to Ottie, body some dude from Homi Now you gonna beat me with the same sh** you was gone use for Shotti? You still hyped up off that hype man sh** like Luca Bra**i So since you lost your f**ing mind I'm gone remove the body Treat yo hoopty a** ride like a new Ferrari Have em crawling out the whip like Wolf of Wall Street Yo you just a another SMACK dude I get to cross of off my checklist I'm getting the ish to rob somebody I might snatch that sh** right off your necklace Give em body shots for talking all reckless f** his stomach up just like Taco Bell breakfast I said I live by the code, ain't never needed a jail break I'll scalp Verb in front of all y'all be in awe of the pale face Don't you even play games cause I'll draw like a stalemate Leave his brains hanging out the back like a tailgate Yo slow it down Speed it up flip it over kick it twist it Bop It Yo this boy said don't come out to Cali It's nothin' but drama there You god damn right, not even the doctors give a f** about you here You wanna take it to that level, outta stop you not prepared So when I send em a shell/Michelle and see if Obama Care Yo I supposed to believe that he banging and slanging with two clips Some sh** pop off somebody gotta save you and quick The only mouthaf**a besides you from St Louis is B Magic And after yesterday I think it's safe to say he ain't doing sh** What you mad Magic Don't be mad at me, Fox the one that made you his b**h I guess you right about one thin' Verb There really isn't nothin' like a St. Louis chick [Round 2: Aye Verb] Caustic You ugly a** hell boy Naw flip that you ugly as Hellboy Naw flip that your parents going to hell boy This got's to be sin In the bible it says God don't like ugly You really need to read that chapter my friend See you not just ugly, your food altering ugly Example I could be in a nice restaurant Mmmmmmhh eating a tasty chicken sand which You walk in sit down take off your hat, my chicken start tasting salmon f** battle rap negro When you battled Cortez look like you had a bald head Look like you had a tough battle with chemo And it beat you 3-0 n***a you look infected You look like them zombies from I Am Legend I am legend peasant you should past presence in my presence To these nerds you a jack boy you a coward in my eyes n***a You the type of b**h that wanna f** with n***as and hide I ain't no side n***a owe em sumn 245 I'm on that time n***a arms up 245 I'm on that time n***a Hitler I wanna n***a pelt he get pelt, I know its a dress even if he skirt he gets kilt Lush you payin' me to k** a sheep Lush i'm startin' to feel guilt I copped a gleaming sword from Singapore hit his block Have it looking like the first fight scene from Thor I bring the war Slice his front and back up doctors ain't never seen before Cause they can open a n***a up from either side like an swinging door Aye Verb vs Caustic see what the fuss is about You say my name they send they check I come for blood in they mouth [Round 2: Caustic] This mouthaf**a said it look like I got some Chemo Don't trip cause every Friday I taste test a brick like I'm Debo Yo I'm not tripping but since I got Aye in the flesh We might as well f**ing address the way that you dress I mean Take a look at this mouthaf**a though That's not a good look black Yo mothaf**in' shirt look like its made out of Shotgun Suge's back Yo you think I don't know sh** I used to be a fan of Verb I was like man the boss cold, then I saw that Swave battle And all I could think was, "Man this dude just wears all gold." I mean, how the f** do you show up wearing a C3PO suit? I don't even got a watch the f**ing battle at that point dawg he 3 -0 you I mean who gives a f** if he beat some has been rapper Then y'all put this p**y on a pedestal, call him Chaz The Rapper This f*ggot even did a interview on camera after And no one asked you why you came dressed like a Magnum wrapper This mouthaf**a showed up just like Gold Dust in that cheap a** jacket This mouthaf**a look like one of those chocolate coins My son gets in his Easter basket Yo you brought up some race sh** in your last round You don't wanna do that you f**ing fake a** Donkey Kong I'll get your girl pregnant and name the baby eggplant Parmesan That's some racist sh** you know what I'm mean I said I'll bet Verb would get mad if I brought up his wife Oh sh** that reminds me can you make sure she's at the after party tonight? I mean this dude tripping like I can't bag his broad cause I'm white Until I put that cracker in her mouth like I'm the body of Christ Oh my bad that's ya girl? I think I know that neck Honestly Verb, I don't know what the f** goes through your little coked out head I knock hoes down break o's down dawg I hold down set So you a pronoun tell verb I gotta pronoun to get him pronounced dead So you really expect me to believe this mouthaf**a lived the raps he's written I don't think he wanna jeopardize his freedom ain't no Instagram in prison He think I'm white trash like meth labs and burnt up kitchens He's in the club yellin' “Turn Up” And some dude turns up and he f**in' turns up missing I mean the way that you even move your mouth It's like you don't even like women Why do you lick your lips so much dawg? They probably chapped from all the dry snitching [Round 3: Aye Verb] California thank y'all for having me This whole nights been a blur Me and Caustic had two weeks to get ready And we still showed up prepared Lets make some noise Don't take this a** kicking personal lil' buddy I'm just doing what they expect me to Besides, if I took this battle with you in twelve days You know what that says I have no respect for you See n***a this just business, you don't get it You not here cause yo spitting You only here cause Shotti isn't They put all y'all n***as names in a hat and politely picked it and when you called back {​Starts choking...literally}​ [Aye Verb] I'm allergic to this fake sh**. This sh** k**ing me [Caustic] That's your best line? [Round 3: Caustic] OK, I kinda wasn't prepared to spit first But I'm not gonna stand up here and talk about letting the lead burst I mean honestly dawg, I'm drunk too and my head hurts I mean this whole events f**ed up Method Man think I'm Fred Durst Damn you gonna choke don't even make that sound This my f**ing third sh** I gotta f**ing break you down Yo you from the Lou' you and OG right That's your favorite town Then why you let one f**ing dude in the club f**ing chase you down? Oh that's not true Then I'll write a f**ing check and fill out the blank amount And deposit it into your f**ing Chase account Hand up, on god that wasn't you getting chased, no? Did you not see when the video slowed down and zoomed in on your face? I mean he an OG from the Lou' right? He could've clapped every dude in the place This dude went outside tied his shoes and challenged dude to a race Yo, so you gon' whoop my a** too now right? Dawg get off of my dick You ain't no real f**ing G you a possum a** b**h That's why you got chased outside for talking that sh** I didn't know Verb wanted to fight or get sponsored by Sprint And now on battles and in the third round and you some kinda psychologist I mean that's cool and sh** but it is awkward as sh** I mean you did five minutes about Hitman's dad, that's pretty weird I would do five min about your dad but ain't nobody seen his a** in 20 years Ohhhhh this sh** just got incredibly real Luckily for me I don't f**ing care about how you feel I got goons that will get in your grill like a dentistry drill But your b**h a** would probably sue Organik for the medical bills I mean y'all mad at me I just kept it trill in my '97 Seville I'll stretch his a** out from Echo Park to Beverly Hills Yo he get hype Verb you better tell him to chill Before he catch a rhyme to the face like he fell asleep at the wheel Yo, where yo parents at b**h? Are they watchin' this sh** right now? Cause if they are they embarra**ed as sh** Yo I'm just tryin' to help you out You got a girl and sh** you don't even have to take selfies now I mean when yo dad left did he even wave goodbye sh** b**h I let that K surprise one shot to his temple Kiss those f**in' waves goodbye