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lirik lagu caustic vs cortez – king of the dot

[round 1: cortez]
yo, you took this battle with some shit to prove
and in an instant too, i know…my name and a few other greats
okay, so they saying caustic now is getting views
y’all giving credit where it’s due
so in this battle i should be schooling you for principle
now listen dude
i was born with principles, rule #1, you should never ever snitch for loot
yet, you did this, wait a minute, let me get this dude
so you made up lines for ‘cane, right?
well every hustler i know has done that but it’s different
you stripped it, see that’s scripted and that’s fiction, proof
yet, all that shit did was prove that you’re dumb sweet
you don’t dump heat, nor do you want beef
notice, we the eviction crew
so before he make any moves, i’ll just put it all on front street
you know that type that needs a line here and there? so what they do?
a line here and there
you f-cking remind me of that annoying c-ke head every morning when i go to the store
you know the type that rush, go line then run back in the line maaan, rush, goal line, running back and alignment you don’t get it?
how ’bout you rush to go online and run back what that line meant
honestly nigga, you see i’m too advanced lyrically
these dumb f-cks will never win
they telling me, “dumb it down”, you insulting my intelligence
a 38 waist? well trust it ain’t measurements
it’s dagger, cut him off clean, that’s severance
oh you think you on your job? i’m seeing presidents
with dis-ability cause i’m receiving full benefits
his girl and i play cops and robbers but i never win
i mean she’s the head detective, swallowing all the evidence
who won’t risk it? caustic get his arm beyond twisted
til he stutters when he talks and he walks like he’s autistic
f-ck, all this shit, this here, ain’t an interview
i’ll have your inner viewed, make clips break, no interludes
beds propped up, in her tubes
iv’s breathing in the tube for thinking it’s a game
get him tied, win or lose
give your goons them clips ain’t well since all dogs go to heaven then this b-tch raise hell
see these lines are cane/arcane but this b-tch can’t sell
so he charge for bars in exchange, i guess he just made bail
celeste, that’s yo’ ex right?
just know she been reaching out
let’s wait til round three, there’s some shit we gotta speak about

[round 1: caustic]
i said i was supposed to battle arcane be he was scared
and that’s got a little to do with him ‘tezzy so just be prepared
i mean i was gonna give the dude a chance, in the o’ to prove than those lines i wrote
“desperate, deceitful, treacherous weasel”
yeah, cane, you’re doing fine on your own
you automatically shook, f-ck a fake pretty boy trying to p-ss as a crook
we can handle shit right now with just the jabs and the hooks
see the left hand give him five like he average with looks
the other hand make him settle down like a bad b-tch that cooks
i said yo, people waiting for years for you and diz’ to have an epic in cali
waiting for years for disappointment
might as well call that shit “the dexter finale”
i said yo, where was all the tough guy shit when dizaster was smacking your chain?
and you just froze up like a f-ggot when you got smacked in the face
this is my city b-tch, welcome to battle of the bay
leave this pussy wet when i spray his -ss like bidet
you ain’t savage with the k’s, this f-ggot is too b-tch
this motherf-cker got his chain slapped half way around his face and this f-ggot ain’t do shit
so what you pushing packs, you’re strapped and move bricks
you’re supposed to act like dude’s rich, didn’t even get that f-cking snaggle tooth fixed
yo, you know you’re a f-ggot
it looks like you found most of your clothes in an addict
and then added spikes after you bedazzled them to twirl the fabric
now you convincing people that you holding the cannon and loading the ‘matic
you ain’t got no arms like most of your jackets
i said we supposed to believe this cortez guy is a shooter?
this motherf-cker dress like a homeless guy from the future
yo, while you was playing ps3 with your friends
i was with your b-tch trying to shoot my seed on some br–sts
i don’t even understand how you was ever perceived as a threat
now you in the streets with the wes’
looks like you spent most of your free time f-cking bleaching your vest
if you ever look at me wrong, i will f-cking beat you to death
you jump in that ring and get stretched
i put knees to your chest like a team that’s depressed
former jack boy, that’s how i became a nuisance
tell him “lie face down on the ground. don’t make any movement.”
i said, yo’ girl wanna f-ck me because i make great music
and she know my paper good like a straight a student
i said in these streets i’m coming up quick cause these ki’s ain’t nothing to flip
my whole team is coming equipped with m-16’s, the rubber that grip
tell your b’s to f-ck with a pimp
your main squeeze be loving the shit
your on your knees sucking a d-ck while i dangle keys in front of the b-tch
i said yo, keep running your jibs like your b-tch can’t be f-cked
your girl send me more invitations to play than f-cking candy crush
you keep running your mouth in my town like you can’t be touched
til i line him up after i squeeze on that cig’ now that’s a camel crushed
i said i’ll jam him up, hold up
you got a hood p-ss out east but not in the town
you the same color as me dropping n bombs? you need to calm that shit down
that shit may be okay in ny but in oakland it’s not
you know what? stand over there motherf-cker you’re gonna get both of us shot
i said, cortez was a conquistador that was hailed as a demon
and baking a region while all the natives were sleeping
and enslaved all the peeps and then k!lled anybody that wasn’t praying to jesus
took away their beliefs and changed their language to english
so how you calling people the n word when your name is european?
last time i f-cking checked white boy that ain’t puerto rican

[round 2: cortez]
he went wild over the time limit
but none of us heard what you said my nigga
yada yada, blah blah puerto rican
whatever the f-ck, who know? caustic knows
wait…this reminds me
i wanna play a game it’s called “caustic knows” you d-mn right
every question is about caustic’s nose
caustic, we wanna know, does caustic’s nose know more than caustic knows?
no?
i mean, with that f-cking snoz, that shit’s so long i don’t know who knows more, him or soul khan
nah f-ck the kid jokes you knahmean let’s get for real
cause your type i can’t stand it
his type is the type to dry snitch to the next man’s wife
talking up the next man’s life and his nice marriage
i mean all that over a battle in london?
i heard about it and to me that shit was type scandalous
but all them games showed was jefferson price’s right hands man’s right hand, landed in plain view
and you took a nose, dive without flights landing
i know my type famished
i can feel through the wool and skin him for nice fabrics
i down right savage
this is pain, aggression because my main objective is to leave his whole fam’ slain in seconds
now, danny copping suits like he made detective
but honestly i know your type, hater
you write light, nerd shit about lights, lasers
okay, you wanna psych me out, right?
okay this the big bad ali when he fights fraiser?
but around bars we see this character shrink, you’re like fraiser
y’all know my type, throw shotty’s, gauges, homi’s, blazers
that tray/trey spill like sloppy waiters
them toy lit/toilet, kids duck, potty trainers
f-ck it, gem star, we in the crowd with razors
niggas wanna scheme with that foul behavior
it won’t let a nigga sleep like rowdy neighbors
c’mon man, who this rook’ ’bout to move upon?
wait, reverse that, this rooks ’bout to move a pawn
he ’bout to take an l by night/knight, sacrifice
your b-tch up (bishop) on every move and her -ss was nice
i mean honestly, with your boo i creep
see she swallow eight hours/ours, that’s a good night’s sleep
top tier how i rate, y’all can set the bets he getting me irate i will sketch your death quick
bugging ‘fore i raid you’ll be dead in secs’ (insects)
f-ck it, squeezing the shot, eager to pop, i don’t care if there’s a reason or not
this a monthly check up, you’ll be seeing the docs
nigga stop, select me nah, i ain’t gon’ say his ex’s name
but just know that she been reaching out
this round was only 90 seconds and wait til round 3 there’s some shit we gotta speak about

[round 2: caustic]
remember how you used to talk about king of the dot?
like we was just the wackest challengers
then smack cut your budget, you flew up [?] to get smashed by amateurs
funny how tyc–n f-cking broke his -ss off camera
so you might get top tier money but you definitely getting f-cking tax’d in canada
you a disloyal piece of shit, that’s why i can’t f-ck with the geek
it’s like he changes crews every couple of weeks
he even made a record with team homi before he jumped from the team
they even called it “yellow tape” which is hilarious cause nobody f-cks with your scene
with that said, i hope pumpkinhead gets your sister pregnant
cause shit can happen, only takes like 60 seconds
i hope your mom gets diagnosed with cervical cancer
they tell her “it’s gonna be fine” then find out it’s f-cking terminal after
i hope she walks out the hospital a f-cking serbian attacks her
i hope he shoot her by accident and mistake her for the person they’re after
i hope your mom gets hit by a car and gets dragged for miles by a porsche
and while she’s clinging to life in a coma your f-cking dad files for divorce
keep that f-cking tooth in your mouth, ernesto you smile like a horse
just spit about the [?] doesn’t just f-cking sit there at some f-cking pumpkin child to abort
i said you keep claiming murder ave but you ain’t never murdered nothing
b-tch you from myrtle ave, even your street named after steve urkle’s cousin
i said listen doggy, it’s cortez
myrtle ave you know that we homeless, scr-p
call me lexx lugor i put ’em in that torture rack
not a sprite bottle, gonna off this cap
but if you weak kneed then you lying/lion like a runaway cat
proud of that?
at this point i’ve convinced that you don’t even know how you sound when you rap
your style is so -ss arsonal would eat that shit out for an hour and a half
yo, and that’s some gross -ss shit
and back by popular demand for my fans
let’s get on this grown man shit
i said, i’m cali til i die, don’t give a f-ck about brooklyn
’bout he ain’t as sitting on money i’m coming to cut open your couch cushions
pounds tooken, you ’bout pushing packs, my whole camp is right here
my team will flip your whole house upside down like castlevania
ain’t come to play with ya
pitching white like the oakland a’s got no spine
there’s open space between your shoulder blades
motherf-cker i got big -ss guns, gotta use both hands when i’m dumping the 40 gauge
the barrel got more kick than chung li on the bonus stage
i said if this is top tier shit, you gotta step your standards up
i said f-ck your mom, your dad, your friends and fam’ and anybody that dap you up
my band corrupt, i got goons on command that’ll clap this scrub
keep ratchets on demand like bad girl’s club
you be begging for your life when that nine is felt
you’ll be leaking out your wetback it’s time to drying yourself
keep the metal on my waist like a title belt
that’ll leave him wet when i put the metal to his chest like he’s michael phelps

[round 3: cortez]
we in the third round, right?
y’all wanna know how i meet that b-tch?
hard d-ck and bubblegum
i didn’t even have to feed that b-tch
but she told me every last thing about you caustic
i mean, even the times that b-tch, in the crib with the kid, no food in the fridge
i mean you even cheated, i can’t believe that shit
man! i don’t give a f-ck how you treat that b-tch
you think i’ma waste a round talking ’bout your ex b-tch?
i don’t need that b-tch
plus she talks too much
one time i almost literally kneed that b-tch
i mean, what, he was jealous though, he was tight cause she was you know f-cking off, freaking off
mini skirts with no freaking drawers
but, he’s still a stupid nigga, sticking his meat in, beating trying to skeet it raw
but he ain’t know that pussy hole deep in all shit
crazy mimes couldn’t feel her walls
i mean, honestly though, what you think, i’m supposed to be forced to k!ll?
i have all my nigga run train on yo’ b-tch without a cost [?]
she’ll suck nut after nut after nut til she bawl with tears
random kids come in and out, foster care
i mean c’mon my nigga, you wanna make a deal
but i don’t hate for real, you can f-ck her but just make sure you pay some bills
i don’t love her, i just f-ck her, i exit i’m done
it’s a wrap, i threw his ex in the air you thought [?] for pun
mouth game excellent tongue
drop 40 babies sticking out like the exorcist tongue
in case a nigga wanna scheme i’m squeezing a mag’
since it’s whole, it’s only right he should leave in a bag
bow, 3-0, caustic i don’t mess around
you thought you had me all mapped out but couldn’t get a round/around
map, get around, wordplay, y’all get it now?
honestly, [?] for starving, alcoholics relapse
let’s get back to the bars
good god, honestly, i can’t stand the likes of him
arcane’s the bigger name but how when you write for him?
i mean, if you think about it dawg, even in the bible, daniel sacrificed a friend, still made profit/prophet and still known for lying then (lion’s den)
goodbye my friend
you ain’t top tier dummy
organik, my price’s are going up, i might need a little bit more top tier money

[round 3: caustic]
cortez did his typical third round shit
that’s when he pulls out the he-rs- for you
it hurts for you
but it’s third round for you too ‘tez, let’s get personal
y’all remember world domination 4?
that’s when ‘tez lost to tax
well ‘tez wasn’t feeling too good about himself so he was trying find some ax
you ran into a chick named medusa who was a fan of his shit
they chatted a bit and eventually she took him back to the crib
he came back to the hotel g-ssed like he just smashed a female
but she got on facebook the minute you left and unfortunately for you went into graphic detail
now, i know this medusa girl, i used to talk to her online
i mean the broad is not a dime but her body’s kinda fine
she even used to send me naked pictures once upon a time
and told me to keep it cold cause she was dating uno lavoz at the time
when i heard about what happened with y’all i was honestly surprised
but i almost f-cking starting crying laughing when i heard you went soft between the thighs
and then you tried to eat the b-tch out like it’s some kind of consolation prize
so she had to pat you on the back like, “sorry ernie, happens to lots of guys.”
that shit is sick y’all, i ain’t even wanna talk about this shit y’all
but he keeps jumping on the stage like he’s got some big b-lls
but you couldn’t get it up so you giving these b-tches rim jobs?
what does it say about you as a man if a b-tch named medusa can’t get your d-ck hard
i mean i ain’t hating on eating pussy, i mean that ain’t no strange shame
but what i failed to mention is that jc, clips and daylyt hit it the same day
so you eating pussy last in line? in a train bang?
i gotta point you out as well as say “f-ck it” and bring flowers to the gang bang
i mean, i heard the shit was still bleeding after jc smashed it
so when you finished did she wipe your face with a sanitary napkin?
i mean, i’m not trying to antagonize the f-ggot just cause he’s agonizingly flaccid
i mean i was just trying to get a rise out of him but that’s obviously not going to happen
maybe that’s why you’re so f-cking mad all the time
you should get your rocks off it helps
i mean a lot of guys have limp d-cks don’t be so hard on yourself
i mean you a stage fright type of dude, that’s how i know ‘tez is a b-tch
i roll up on him at a urinal he’d probably forget how to piss
i mean you just said whatever you want about me bro but that shit isn’t fresh
so what you think i’m a pussy, what the f-ck you gonna do? lick me to death?
i said, medusa told me the shit herself so you know that it’s true
plus she said jc was packing more than you and that f-cking f-ggot is 4’2″
i mean, she said your c-ck was short, what the f-ck are you acting so c-cky for?
you was giving that b-tch medusa head like you was balling out at the versace store
remember how i was talking about cortez, famous explorer
ernesto is his cousin, when did you discover you had erectile dysfunction?
i mean, i wouldn’t do this shit to a dude that was legit
but if you ain’t making music you should quit
you little stupid piece of shit
now i gotta stand up here and talk about your useless little d-ck
so how the f-ck you plan on being famous if you can’t even f-ck the groupies that you get?
what did i tell y’all about f-cking these battle hoes?
cause once you f-ck a battle ho everyone in the battle knows
this was just food for thought dawg, some shit you gotta think about
but it’s time you went home, you and your girl got some shit you need to speak about

- king of the dot

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