[Round 1: Caustic]

First of all, he's gonna spit a bunch of bars he had for this guy Dirt

And after that corny shit he's probably gonna freestyle about my hat or my shirt

And that shit's cool and on the average fan it might work

But let's discuss your faggot ass life first

Listen up herpie dick

I am not QP or Jerzey Swift

Save your fucking Dirt bars you will not do me dirty bitch

You're fucking-trying to get on me like I'm on some unworthy shit

The sad part is you're probably gonna stalk Murda Mook until you're 36

I am whiter, than the flags you use to surrender

I am tighter, than the Locksmith bars you should've remembered

I over viewed your Al-Qaeda application and you can't be a member

Because Lebanon is the only Arabic country that does not have a desert

Look, he's trying to intimidate me with some kind of crazy death stare

And it's working cause your eyebrows look like Zangief's chest hair

You sweat so much I think I've discovered why

You thought it would be a good idea to grow a mustache above your eyes

I met your girl outside

For a skinny chick she's got some thunder thighs

I'll make that chick say "hi" to my dick like a Chris Brown double time

I don't wanna fucking freestyle, but I have to guys

Cause he fucking reminds me of the Snapple guy

The fucking-your giant dark eye sockets have grown to a raccoon size

Which is probably the only way you'll ever see the world through a black dude's eyes

He's already pulled the shit before

Y'all remember Vision?

Acted like that shit was short notice with some shit that was already written

Well, I'm expecting some generic disses, so let's get technical with him

My incredible writtens will have you in a paramedics equipment

Hoping you're fucking dying like you just got sentenced to life in prison

Your fucking eye-off the head I will rip him

If my Beretta clips him you'll be a fucking vegetable living brain dead like Jessica Simpson

This is not Above The Rim or whatever stupid 2Pac movie that you pretend that you live in

If it meant that you'd fit in, you'd probably forget your terrorist mission and tell us you're Christian

You will not go H.A.M. on me bitch it is against your religion

But I've already accepted tradition

And when you're dead I'll put a sheet over your head like the rest of your women

You rap, like you forgot your meds and you're tripping

So go get a prescription from a demented physician

You got a fucking problem with chemical mixing

You got a heavy addiction

You got a chemistry set in your kitchen

You're basically a meth-amatician

Fucking pussy

Fucking-leave your girl around me, that fucking sluts getting raped

And since she looks like a donkey

Right before I finish I'm punching her in the face

You spit your vicious lines around winter time

Cause when all the white kids got presents it made you sick inside

So when you wanna diss a guy because his skin is white

You just sound really pissed off about Christmas time

You talk a big shit but you're too bitch to commit the crime

You wouldn't shoot a pig if you're fucking Wikas from District 9

Remember when we went to N.Y.?

And Hollow was talking about tapping you in the jaw

Yeah, well you stood up to Math and man that took some balls

So I gotta give you props man, you were ready to stand against all

Even when you had your back against the wall, back against the wall, back against the wall, back wall!

(How much time do I got?)

Back against the wall, back against the wall, back against the wall!

You fucking...stupid bitch

You will fucking never make it in the music biz

So don't ever fucking call me white, you are browner than human shit

[Round 1: Dizaster]

My name is Caustic, I've been wanting someone top tier my whole life

For as long as I've been battling

So excuse me if I'm a little emotional right now cause I can't believe this is happening

I mean this cat has been wanting to battle me for ages

So when I heard you were battling with Basic

I was like, "Damn, this fucking cat is racist."

I bring nothing but disastrous terror

Yeah, you came with a bunch of good lines but you had to sound like me

Shit I felt like I was battling myself in the mirror

Yeah I got a bunch of white jokes cause white people rub me the wrong way

They told me, "Caustic got an album you should let his song play."

Fuck no! I'd rather go in and out of security at the airport all day

See my rhyming is perfect and I don't gotta try to rehearse it

When you're applying your verses I'm thinking, "Why does this nerd spit?"

You should be outside slitting your wrist or screaming, "I hate Lord on a skateboard

Trying to curb flip cause your insides are whiter than bird shit

I got a killer instinct to make sure my enemies don't spit no more

You got a killer instinct too, except the difference yours is intended for strictly a Nintendo 64

You say you getting money, your CD is in the stores

Your albums out, you killing tours but bitch you live in port

Like civilians in Singapore during the middle of a civil war

I spit that shit that make you listen more

This ain't a rap battle, I came to strip you for that little bitch that's hidden in your core

Man, I can see your future right now trying to get divorced

In a civil court cause you caught your bitch having intercourse...with a horse

Man, that little bitch's bird chest is riddled with titty warts

Probably why she likes to get fucked while she's getting pissed on by a little midget dwarf

So act up...and get split with force

Get stabbed up....then get wrapped up like an Egyptian corpse

I'll terrorize your studio, beat your fucking engineer down 'til his ribs are sore

And strangle you to death with the extension cord that links from your mixing board

I'll kick your door down dressed up as a conquistador, equipped with a ninja sword

Put your little sister in a figure four

Then give her the option to either suck my dick or kiss the kitchen floor

She took the dick of course

You got the image of a [?]

Try to get into a scrimmage with a Minotaur

I should kill you for every single time you ever stole a fucking candy bar from my father's liquor store

You have to be kidding me

I mean this cat here is killing me

Looking like a fucking handicapped aborigine

You wouldn't last for a minute in an active vicinity

I'm drowning you fast, asphyxiating your ass instantly

In an everlasting river of ass kicking delivery

I'm past sick

I'm 'bout to collapse the facility

I was never racist against white people this is what battling did to me

So if you wanna get on that bullshit, get tough and try to scrap with me physically

Then you gon' leave this fucking battle looking like you got into a tackling injury

Look maggot

It's not the fact you ain't shit to me

It's like, I don't understand how you could battle so viciously when dad looks like a Jake Gallagher mini-me

Wait a minute, he has an epiphany

You never robbed someone or ever attacked someone viciously

The only thing you've ever taken is a faggots virginity and it was a tranny named Tiffany

I should shoot you in your face to put your fam' out of misery

For having a kid who thinks he could actually make it battle rapping in a-

Fucking living in this backstabbing industry

Yeah I fucked up

But that doesn't change the fact that you're bitching and your uterus hurts

After this, dude bro, we could totally take shrooms and you could tell me how the universe works

This shit is ludicrous

I'll aim the thing and shoot at you first

Fatally make you bleed til you stain your jeans, boots and your fur

Shit is make believe, things you only do in your verse

So I'd rather talk about greater things like your girl's beautiful skirt

Or the fact that I can blatantly see her boobs through her shirt

When I was barely 16 I put in units of work

Way before this fiend knew it was purp'

Way before Project Blowed changed their scene and moved to Lemerk

He's talking through my shit cause he's a faggot and this shit's about to get worse

Don't fuck me up homie

Man, ain't nothing you could say to me or do could be worse

I'm sick of this studying voodoo in church

Man, you gon' be hanging from a medical noose in a nurse

God damn it I almost ruined my verse

Faggot Caustic

You look like a child rapist with your receding hair

I know I'm judging you by your image this shit isn't even fair

But what about the fact you're trying to drag kids to your secret lair

And you keep 'em there?

C'mon you can't tell me you haven't fucked a child man

Why you trying to lie fam'?

What about that one night stand you had in Thailand?

You're trying to cover shit up

You're trying to cover shit up like my four wives back in Iran

Could you imagine being a kid like DNA?

Young as him around this dude and all the dangers to his life span?

Shit, to get rid of his life I wouldn't even have to shake him with a knife fam'

All it would take is a stranger in a white van waving a bag of Lifesavers in his right hand

[Round 2: Caustic]

You rapping slow huh?

I love L.A. but I'm not mad at a free visit

The only thing wacker than your cheap gimmick

Is the fact that we had to listen to listen to you rap for three minutes

You do not fucking fear me

You fucking-nah you shouldn't

But you don't say shit clearly

You wanna know how the universe works?

Ask your girl it starts with a big bang theory

You wanna make skateboard jokes fine

I fucking get 'em all the time

But your bitch must be into skaters

Cause she sat on my face and did a nose grind

We in southern Cali right?

I guess I gotta get on my esse swag

Just cause you rap about shooting people doesn't make you less of a fag

You say you got pumps you're probably dressed in drag

Don't make me put the Eagle to your center like a Mexican flag

Dizaster...needs his mommy

Don't make me grab and squeeze the shotty

I'll let the metal splash against your body like a Japanese tsunami

Absurd is your only groupie

How can they be mad at me when you be decapitating marines in your family's home movies

(Oh, I'm pissing people off)

Fuck this faggots shit

You ain't matching wits with my manuscripts

I'll pop outta the darkness with a buck knife on some Rambo shit

So fuck a Dizaster

If I have to I'll battle Los Angeles and come back to this motherfucker with a distant planets battle ship

You're not a fucking disaster you're an accident

Every time you say the words "smash the whip" your dad gets pissed

You have never hi-jacked a jet so don't start talking that Iraqi shit

I bet if your girlfriend shaved it into a landing strip

You'd probably crash your dick

I am from the future demonstrating how to rap correct

Non fiction that you haven't read about shit that hasn't happened yet

And in the future, you're still an overrated fucking battle vet

Because labels are like FEMA, they will never write Dizaster checks

If there's problems with you and I then you walking into suicide

Your dogs will get put to sleep, your llamas get euthanized

The shotty remove your mind, your body in suit and ties

I might shoot one of your fucking wives while she's walking to junior high

I mean, you a fucking front bitch

You ain't a palming the Ruger type

If anything you're probably one of those Call of Duty guys

Catch a body and hit the walkie talkie like, "target neutralized."

These problems will never die

So I'ma put this MC in a box and rip your heart out of your fucking chest

And watch it beat til it stops

When this battle's over

There should be some kind of ending sequence you watch

That says, "You just defeated the queen of Iraq...achievement unlocked."

[Round 2: Dizaster]

Yo man, I'm not even from Iraq

I mean, c'mon I wanna-

As soon as I heard him say that I wanted to say something back

But that shit was fucking wack I can't even rebuttal that

Man, you are part of an embarrassing rap group

Your girlfriend has terrible tattoos

That bitch looks like Erykah Badu if she was wearing a fat suit

And your parents are wack dude

They're on everything from heroin and crack too

Anything you can find underneath the stairs or be prepared in a bathroom

Apparently that's you

The type of guy that will totally go out to the middle of nowhere and take mad shrooms

And like totally smootally wear this hat and it's like totally made out of hair from a raccoon

You're a fucking degenerate fag

That shit you said about putting the piece to my chest like a Mexican flag

When you pronounced "Mexican flag" you sounded like your confederate dad

Improvise doom, consume flesh to rejuvenate

Resume your steps, headed towards death trying to recuperate

Ain't no telling when the eye in the sky will illuminate

You work a 9 to 5 and wonder why I rhyme and I'm moving weight

It's time for I to commit a homicide in a neutral state

Your whole image been personified as a huge mistake

Wonder why he shouldn't fuck with I, removing your waist

You a guy that wears a size two in the waist

Your fucking crew's a disgrace

You dudes are shady

Your music makes me wanna abuse and rape a little Jewish baby

The fuse of hate? I use them daily

I'll use the hate as fuel to make me use your face as a tool to break the rules of safety

I'll flip the fuck out, I'm going cuckoo crazy

I'm hot wiring your new Mercedes

I'll flipping out like the white boy from Rampage

Run up open fire on a group of ladies

Cause you look like you bought your shoes from Macys

Introducing Jason, give up your soul, pray to the Mason

[?] a new replacement

I don't give a fuck if it's you or who's in your place bitch

You catch two in your frame bitch

You and Cortez AKA Julio Iglesias

I don't play kid

You start yapping outta place then I react like I'm in The Matrix and slap you in your face quick

Making your retract your statement faster than you can actually make it

I'll take your BITCH and I'll scrap with her naked

Then I'll choke slam her back to the pavement

And cave man style drag her bitch ass to the basement

Hack her and stash her in random places

Then wait for her parents to come back from vacation

And mail them faggots the remaining half of her bracelet

Yeah, you act like you're happy but you're not, just faggot just take it

You're like, "It's only so far that Dizaster can take the shit."

Shut the fuck up you asked for this ass whipping, you were acting flirtatious

Instead of climbing the ladder like a man and being actually patient

You took your first chance to battle Dizaster and you had to just take it

Faggot!

You will never get no one that's top tier

"C'mon I want someone that's top tier

I mean, can you guys not hear, I'm literally about to drop tiers/tears."

You have a big ass nose and some long ears

You're a redneck that gets nervous whenever he's not near, a cold can of tall beer

As far as you wondering why you never got someone that's top tier

Cause you spent most of your time mowing the lawn on your John Deere

There's nothing you can say to me

G-g-g-g-g-getting ready to blast off

At the same same same same same time when you're fucking sweating and t-t-t-taking your hat off

Yeah, motherfucker I'm an Al-Qaeda activist, I'll blast you with a rocket

So shut the fuck up and stare at me like that and keep your hands in your pocket

Yeah

I'm the mic murderer, might murder ya, lighting you up it's curtains

You're light work

It's a nice verse

I strike first or it's vice versa

See me with a fucking long knife and a white burka

See me on sight then I might derka...derka...derka

Unlined circuit, clockwork Al-Qaeda insurgents

Sliding by customs with a timed bomb tied to my turban

Battling Grind Time's Pee Wee Herman

Who likes to spend most of his time listening to Sublime and drinking Heinekens with Germans

Riding by lurking in a white suburban, 45 bursting

And make your whole entire Earth spin like you getting caught in a giant whirlwind

And the reenactment of me sliding inside of your girlfriend

Yeah, go FUCK YOURSELF

This heat is making everybody melt

You've been talking about my girl at least she came here with me, where's yours?

Probably out there fucking every else

What else?

You will never be sick

You better run and get your medical kit

Long knife sever your head and your dick on some pro feminine shit

I don't need men, I got plenty of chicks

That will run up on you fast while you're pumping gas at 76

Punk your ass and have sex with your bitch

I can't believe you took that effort to spit that corny ass irrelevant shit

This is you, your chance, I thought you'd be ready equipped

Your whole life you aimed for the best and you missed

If I was you I would eventually quit

Cause all you do is set goals for your life that never get hit

Like a celibate chick

Your whole life has been one big ecstasy trip

Trying to hit me with a disease til you realize the one I got is 10 times sicker than the one you attempted to infect me with

This is it

I got a couple more words this fucking match is over

You're a fucking faggot poser

You just want me to autograph your Dizaster poster

You know what? I'ma say more shit

Yeah, cause you said some shit about the tsunami

That's an emotional situation and I don't wanna have to come ruin it

Y'all heard about the Japanese disaster and I know what y'all thinking

I swear I had nothing to do with it

Cause homeboy, here's a reminder

If I did have something to do with it then the earthquake would've struck in China

Everyday of my life they quarantine me down and force me to hibernate

Cause I put lives at stake any and every time that I'm awake

California is at risk of me letting off a violent quake

Aftershock of seismic wakes striking the coastline a couple of thousand miles away

Giving rise to a tidal wave that'll wipe away the whole entire race

And submerge the FUCK outta the Hawaiian state

Dizaster

What the fuck is you crazy?

I'm known to cause earthquakes I'll turn this place into a Haiti

Talk about my eyebrows

Talk about the clothes I wear

Yeah you can talk about my eyebrows I don't care

But as far as my nose hairs

You better not go there