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king of the dot – caustic vs arsonal lyrics

[round 1: caustic]
i said it’s my first line of the night and it’s already a body bag
what y’all call a crip in a red sox jersey, that’s a boston crab
i said so you in another cracker’s state
on another cracker’s stage
but you come with all that cracker -ss cracker sh-t and i’ma crack your f-cking face
i don’t know if y’all noticed yet but shotty’s not at the event
i guess he had to cancel again
but on the bright side y’all don’t have to pretend
that you can f-cking understand what he says
so i’m back y’all, one night
came to this sh-t to wage war
but i figured since i’m here i might as well give y’all a little bit of the sh-t that you paid for
like, i said that i show out but i show up for the showtime innit?
but i show off cause i said i wouldn’t show up, so i didn’t
i said f-ck shotty horroh
caustic the dude now
sh-t you thought i couldn’t do it on last minute but i brought you a full round
sh-t i know everything about you durrell, yeah i’ma body this fool now
sh-t i turn into the terminator that second that shotty got pulled out
i know you on some sh-t
and i know you can’t wait to talk some sh-t
but this that real disrespect sh-t, this that caustic sh-t
and i’m the number one contender for the chain
so don’t get caught up in the politics
cause by the end of this round, you gon’ be asking for your shotty back like holla did
i said, so what’s up hater?
i know you got a couple of pages
prolly talking ’bout how my blood line runs with an anger for everybody of the african nation
and how my ancestors were manning the slave ships
am i getting warm? does that about cover the basics?
c’mon ars’, that’s why i was comfortable to take this
you always come up with the same sh-t
i mean, how the f-ck am i racist? i use such colorful language
can you f-cking stop blaming everything on the white man please?
i mean i saw you choke at blackout and he didn’t even try and free
i mean, maybe that’s why all his rounds are on some mike brown st–z
cause he choked in front of bishop like, “don’t shoot dawg. i can’t breathe.”
so don’t believe the hype
truth be told i’m sick of these young brothers getting beat with lights
while these fake -ss cops try to read they rights
i’m sick of these fake f-cking pigs trying to take innocent people’s lives
so it ain’t white versus black, it’s the police that we need to fight!
but f-ck all of that unity sh-t tonight!
i ain’t come to be polite
i came to p-ss you the f-ck off ’cause that’s what these people like
dawg, i give you so many lefts that you’ll be seeing lights
and since you on some black power sh-t, i give him equal rights
so why you talking trash?
caustic’s back to autograph your body bag
said you ain’t got a mac, well i brought one and i’ll c-ck the strap
just consider it karma back from oscar grant
when i turn your f-cking cardiac into a lava lamp
i said this ain’t the horror show, but that don’t mean i ain’t got a toolie
i said the black guy dies first
yeah, it’s that kind of horror movie!
he said all white boys were racist
yeah, like that’s gonna f-cking school me
but i ain’t white, dawg, i’m italian
so, vafanculo, you f-cking moolie!
i said i ain’t with the games, dawg we playing excite bike, we in different lanes
honestly i only do this sh-t for the whips and chains
that’s why i push bricks like egyptian slaves
i said i only did this sh-t for the fans
cause y’all know i’m legit
sh-t, mafia style i stepped off the plane, i was holding a fifth
i been in m-ss one night i already got hoes on my d-ck
plus, i’m on drugs, motherf-cker! holyoke is the sh-t!
and that’s how i know he a b-tch
cause you throw up a set don’t mean you loading the clip
i watched a blood disrespect you to your face, you don’t even know when to crip
i should deck you the f-ck out the second you open your lips
y’all can get arsonal fired on since he don’t know when to quit
and y’all think homie’s a crip? c’mon, y’all ain’t giving him props
motherf-cker, you too much of a b-tch to even admit you lost
motherf-cker that’s why you sound like a f-g with all your squidward bars
cause you a motherf-cking animated crab like squidward’s boss
i ain’t losing this sh-t
kid is the best, truth be told y’all, your chick is a mess
motherf-cker it looks like you didn’t know you were gonna be famous
you just wifed up the first b-tch you met
i mean honestly dawg, i didn’t even come to this battle with this intent
but let’s find out who’s really of this disrespect
i said sh-t, yo best friend f-cked your baby mama
oh this sh-t is the best
your girl been cheating on you like your f-cking d-ck is a test
he be on the f-cking stage, talking sh-t like he’s gripping the tecs
but his best friend f-cked his lady and it’s forgive and forget
c’mon y’all, you know it’s f-cking true
like you wasn’t text messaging people, acting all depressed and getting emo
i mean, if my lady was f-cking somebody i probably wouldn’t tell that many people
maybe i’ll need like a vegas vacation
go have a wedding out in reno cause your homie’s f-cking your girl like it’s f-cking pesci in casino
that’s how i can show y’all, that this cat’s a disgrace
i can f-cking see from a mile away that this f-cking crab sh-t is fake
motherf-cker, how you gonna get married to a b-tch knowing how the best man’s d-ck tastes?
your b-tch go behind yo’ back than a and 1 mixtape
this sh-t is a difficult war
i mean, and because this b-tch is a wh0r- and his homie’s been hitting it raw
in the case of your daughter, he isn’t sure if it’s yours
i mean, i don’t even got a gun no more but i gotta borrow a chopper if it’s war
but i’d be the same as you i just be raising the b-tch that isn’t yours
you a stay at home dad, trying to battle every month to buy his b-tch some michael kors
this f-ggot would be lucky to get a track suit from the nike store
maybe that’s why your little baby is looking all light skinned for
but f-ck, look on the bright side, she’s ugly as sh-t so she might be yours
because when you get to this age, being a thug isn’t an option
when you 30 years old with a baby at home, the club isn’t popping
so here’s a f-cking piece of advice ars’, put your f-cking kids up for adoption
and give them a shot at a life with somebody that wants ’em
yo’ sh-t ain’t raw, yo’ sh-t ain’t real, yo’ sh-t ain’t authentic
and you can’t bring yo’ lady around without your homie putting his c-ck in it

[round 1: arsonal]
once again i’m here, i’m in another cracker’s state
i’m on another cracker’s stage up in another cracker’s face
now i was taught to k!ll a cracker the fast way
hit ’em with the b-tt of the sig’/cig’ you get the ashtray
i’m grape street repping, 24/7 it’s flag day
you want that kotd chain so bad
how about i put this black calicoe in this cracker face, now you pat stay
i say cracker cause i’ma be black forever
swag told me yo’ ex b-tch p-ssy was gon’ be wack forever
drier than a summer day in phoenix, i’m talking cactus weather
then the n-gga had the audacity to ask me “ars’, when you smash it?”
never!
i said either caustic desperate or him and that b-tch syah meets twins cause they just keep on getting back together
now in h-ll it’s plenty of fires burning
they switched my opponent i said, “y’all gon’ have to get me a hire earning
cause i’m a n-gga with an att-tude.”
y’all ain’t see what ice cube did to remy in higher learning?
well this a service, that’s gonna require plenty of choir service
drive-bys from tire’s burning
you are italian cracker, even the gun that i fire german
my n-ggas drawing in these streets like little kids with the large chalk
i brought the transformers in here, that mean we all spark
one of your dogs bark, i’ll knock the cujo out them n-ggas
it get ugly, big choppers, who don’t got no b-tches?
like ricky k!ller, out the window is my shotty, my aim off so the scope there
meaning i spot him, let me ask you a question, what rhyme with [?]
guess what was in your mother’s mouth last night, deez nuts
ha [?]
who said i don’t do rematches? i should go press his -ss
mac-11 with air holes, i’ma suppress his -ss
get a bad b-tch to do you dirty, she finesse his -ss
use the chalk out the cl-ssroom, now the professor mad
i’m doing rematches now, all hollows if the don try to holla
talking ’bout i owe him $500, suck my d-ck nigel bennett
guess what you get from me? not a dollar
my gun will pop like corks on champagne papi
but drake is not a gwalla
you got a long nose, i got a long range, i’m hitting targets in guatemala
you ain’t have to battle me for a feature
if you want a verse, tell me
and tell yo’ b-tch i wash with dove, before she suck it first, smell me
i said i’ll grab the back of that b-tch neck, pull her close then put her head between my legs
then pedigree like i’m hunter heast helmsley
now people told me if i don’t battle mr. fab for url i wasn’t gon’ get no money out it
i tell them people, “suck my d-ck. i went and battled fab for ted grizzle and got 20 out him.”
people also told me lush was a crackhead there’s something funny ’bout him
i battled the saurus in december on filmon and got 20 out him
people also told me this new nikiya n-gga ain’t have no money round him
i was supposed to have shotty, they threw me you, fact of the matter i got 20 out ’em
n-gga that’s 60 g’s in the last six months
not including my bishop check
what i gotta log into my chase account or something for me to get respect?
i’m the biggest vet, f-ck that n-gga mook, no indirects
and i’m just saying this sh-t with the heart n-gga, with the utmost disrespect
now you wanna take the crazy route
while you thinking raps, i’m thinking racks cause i could pull at least 80 out
you wanna get even well this the season that i put s-m-n in your lady mouth
i get the b-tch pregnant, 8th month, stab her in the belly then i’m skating out
i’ll k!ll your fetus a month before the birthday and force you to watch her still push the baby out
all gun bars, no more dedication to education
this time i bring horror to caustic, i’m talking freddy/jason
i get this wigger sick to his stomach, he need that medication
fly his -ss to miami, make him square up with every haitian
with a scope, i can hit every op from the boondocks
all i need is one eye i’m feeling like fetty wap from the rooftop
my bullet sh-lls the same size as moon rocks
but the gun’s so big i got to hold it on my shoulder like n-ggas in the 70’s held a boombox
i’m a true sinner, you a rat, the new splinter
what’s tucked on the waist will f-ck up your face, i call this bruce jenner
torture your b-tch on her stomach, force a whole gallon of lube in her
i’m god, the b-tch in too deep, this time i’ll pool stick her
now these white fans, they don’t crazy over the gun bars like it ain’t good sh-t
but ah, just because it go over heads, don’t make it hood sh-t
f-ck caustic, i should come to where your family at
y’all gave me him instead of shotty? this cracker is a waste of a bag
that’s a f-nny pack
i’ll let the swammy clap
i’ll box money, no manny paq
y’all acting like this p-ssy that n-gga, he bringing tranny back?
caustic will get his sh-t rocked worse than a snitch in gym pop
i split shots like i’m in perfect shape, i tip tops
get your sh-t rocked, from twin glocks i spray cowards
dread head with two nines in boston, i’m jae crowder
l was raised in the streets, so i followed the block
guess i’m a running back
you a cracker -ss cracker from…oakland
but you wanna rap
i shove an ugly -ss – into your face like this a pumpkin patch
then let one clap over your head, i call that a jumping jack
i raise arms, like i got a question
don’t answer, i got six shooters, but only four play/foreplay, i gotta romance her
i robbed the n-gga, no gun, strong arming, that’s a pole dancer
then let a couple sit in his adam’s apple, knock out his throat cancer
this what happen when y’all put me vers’ a loaner
a g vers’ a stoner
a degree vers’ diploma
i come to the ring fly to knock a cracker out like i’m [?]
i’m the most interesting man in the world
i had a dos equis n-gga drinking corona
now you mentioned my daughter n-gga?
i’ll slap the curls out your wet -ss head
you prolly ain’t never even fought a n-gga
i’m disrespectful, i’ll walk in your house and sh-t everywhere
that’s a h–rder n-gga
hater’s pivot, wh0r-‘s travel, that’s what i taught her n-gga
high stakes was the biggest payperview event ever
and y’all seen laura tarsi in america, all that mean is i can get my ratchet across the border n-gga
f-ck about my band doe, my can low, feeling like rambo
n-gga fall for everything, what the f-ck he stand fo’?
hpwt, i go where you can’t go
with an ar that i gotta hold like a banjo
i’m heavy, this cracker ain’t ready
trey deuce on the waist line, and deuce fours on the chevy
extra can, my extra hand been ready to hit him like they did ricky or method man in belly
bang!
my clip hold ten, i’m shoving twelve in it
shoulder shot then drench them in alcohol for twelve minutes
this torture, my whip got your girl in it
that white b-tch got a donkey, my job is pin the tail in it
what i talk about i done did it, my life’s wild
and to this lifestyle i am committed
you want it then come and get it
haters is known to pivot
travelers seen the world my lifestyle’s exquisite
gangstas don’t die they raise families
i move my b-tch and my daughter from newark to miami
i’m the most viewed battle rapper in this world
you white boys, i shined a light on y’all i made y’all fresh
what you thought? there wasn’t no more room in my graveyard left?
i got four fingers and a thumb that’ll cave y’all chest
and y’all know y’all can’t correctly spell “bars” without the “a.r.s.”
(my sh-t is real, my sh-t is raw, my sh-t is authentic
and you can’t spell “bars” without putting that “ars” in it)
and your baby mother autistic

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