King of the Dot - B. Dot vs Cortez lyrics

[Round 1: B. Dot] Black African power...but to the conscious community, this gon' kinda hurt I came in this game to spit enlightenment But all this contention in this dimension, done made me kinda worse So I said, "f** it", I get back on that Piru sh**, that soo woo sh** I'll pull a tool quick, let a shotti burst I bet you want a godly verse or some intellectual lines that I rehearse But I figure, in order for the brain to work Well don't Blood gotta pump through the body first? Oh, oh, oh, you think I'm just conscious Blood I got a troubled nature Where I'm from, it's a thin line and most n***as that love ya hate ya Bunch of bangers, Bloods, Crips and esses, no double spaces College drop out, two heats pop out Separate degrees I double major You in trouble ain't ya? Ever since Arsonal scrapped ya? We all can't believe you still breathing n***a I mean we all watched the show but who would know, we'd actually see The Walking Dead Trying to break even with a Negan n***a I swing the barbwire bat, crack, take his top down like a Caesar n***a I'm doing it Big, you just a Brooklyn kid along for the ride, Lil' Caesar n***a I can't believe these n***as Set us up for the fight well it's probably a fix Try me, get mixed Get roped and doped I'll Ali ya sh** Do I see ya clique? I'm hoping so cause after I lean your sh** You gon' really need somebody like Aaliyah hit I'll squeeze the fifth before I let you see these fists You'll get the bow before we fight like a Chinese flick Or catch him in the whip, put it all in his face on some D.E. sh** Empty the whole D.E. clip, have bullets ricocheting off everything in the vehicle Hit the radio, made his Daddy Yankee CD skip Aw n***a you see this sh** This ain't a space you can share with me nah I mean pan the room and see you in a pit with a bull And you gon' have to bare/bear with me dawg Square with me? Nah Where I'm from, we was taught to hold the gun, think miniature golf n***a the smallest swing can get a hole in one This is mo' than fun and you more than wack, I been told him that I been waiting, to get my hands around the throat of a ho from Smack And you know these cats, two fingers and a thumb how they show the strap n***a where I'm from, two fingers and a thumb mean you better know where you rolling at You not gangsta, stop promoting that I advise you to vacate the promo For that sh** you chopping, kick have 'bout sixty Crips melee your dojo Dummies in the clip, it's ironic how they spray a dodo We connect on the west, I had that S laying down behind the P like a Playstation logo You better act like you know bro I advise you to leave them toy guns home I creep up from the side with the nine and put it here (hair) On the back of your neck like a young Roy Jones You in the wrong time zone n***a All them east coast battle rankings, man that does nothing here I mean just cause I'm a Rare Breed don't mean that Blood, Sweat & Tiers And all them n***as over there, if you asking me they actually weak And none of them n***as can rap with me f** tiers/tears, cry me a river, the whole top fake Lil' scrappy T, who wanna scrap with me? Mikey P? Blood, tell your boss to show me the money, get your Jerry Maguire on I'm known for being fire on cam', you known for being on cam' getting fired on Hold up, but back to who I'm riding on I'll creep up with the iron drawn Cause I'm with a demented style, cause I'm offended now, so I spit the pound And keep dumping, even after you hit the ground Challenge accepted, there go your extended rounds [Round 1: Cortez] B. Dot gon' lecture us today? [B. Dot] Nope. Nope [Cortez] That's a good thing I don't wanna hear a whole bunch of "what" and "whys" you're a funny guy You should've did that and made sure your people come alive before the sun arise Now I get it, but see it's good cause I wanna give y'all a different view I need y'all to see things from the other side Now everybody close your eyes I need y'all to imagine a son that's nine Before he wakes up for school and packs his book bag, he's gotta tuck his pride Why? Con Ed just cut the lights for the hundredth time Extension cord, he's knocking next door and ask the neighbors to run a line, he's undermined Now last night his stomach growled at least a hundred times And he's got f**ing fuel that's anger and you know why? He's a puzzled mind with hatred in his heart for every time he looks inside his mother's eyes Now why? She's a dope head We're enlightened, we understand that she may be sick But to that poor little kid he's looking at her like, "I hate this b**h Why the bills always late and sh**? I've never had the latest kicks It's the same outfit that repeats over and over and over like Agent Smith." Now wait a second, now the kid is sixteen What he gotta do? He gotta hustle for the loot and figures And you come here with this elevated bullsh**? You gon' tell that man how to feed his fam' And tell him hustling is useless to this stupid n***a? How is he the dropout but today I gotta school you n***a? The real food for thought in life is you can't eat books for dinner, you stupid n***a Don't you ever judge what a man gotta do! That kid wasn't taught the ways of a queen His childhood memories: dope bags and needles That little n***a was raised by a fiend, I'm Spanish, you're black But every color in this room can relate to the scheme So never preach black over white, it proves you're color blind and how you throw shade in-between That's why, I don't wanna hear none of this sh** he's talking 'bout today You and I we nothing alike, different struggles with the same views and raps We could've been brothers for life But you're a walking contradiction, you popping guns now? Oh wow, you giving out s**er advice And I don't wanna hear that your fam's mean, if your brother's polite My surroundings weren't astounding I was down and bummy I slept on a train, I slept in my car, but you know I was proud cause I was down for something But I was street smart you know I learnt how to get empowered with a dollar dummy I learnt the biz and sh** that's how I'm still spending Hitman Holla money Let's talk about it That sh** you talk is gossip Just because y'all don't understand don't mean that the boy's conscious It's J. Cole in kufi, y'all don't get it? It's all nonsense And I don't gotta diss the west to prove he's a false prophet The sh** you talk about, is it logic or is it gossip? Cause you rap like you're Common and conscious Oh you're a prophet, I'd rather rap what's common and pop wit for the profits You're a Blood that turned preacher, that image to me it conflicts Yo' sh** reminds them of the pyramids, my sh** reminds them of the projects n***a, I see this all before While you was out there preaching to the boys we was scheming on the law You studied hieroglyphics, same sh**, I woke up to the graffiti on the wall R.I.P. murals for those that met fate You learnt from books, my n***a I had to learn from their mistakes And you talking all this black power bullsh** and that what excite fans? But you still chose Organik over Smack so you working for the white man All this drama, you dissing Saga cause he a Christian, funny You ain't battle all year and now you up here for a little bit of Christmas money That sh** is funny It's a white man's holiday bro That's how I know he's a hypocrite, a fake, a phony, it's all hype It's crazy, I got a black on a n***a to bring him into the light I'm the most underrated, underhanded, I oversaw But being overlooked creates a pen that's over all So don't ask if I'm top tier dummy I'm whooping this n***as a** for that top tier money [Round 2: B. Dot] I'ma tell you the same way Daylyt told me Nobody wants to hear that bullsh** Sharriff I got enemies, got a lot of enemies, yeah they treat me like Drake with the energy But I'm not your average Joe so bu*ting (Budden) into sh** that don't fit well that's just mistaking my symmetry Now I got AK's, 4-5's, 9's, it'll look like I raided an infantry And all these b**hes can't wait to ring off like escaping polygamy Now that first round was interesting I laid down the landscape to show y'all a different me I mean in order to build we gotta keep it real cause shedding blood and blood shed, well that's two different things I hope y'all listening, I had to raise my consciousness above the grain amongst some other thangs It wasn't fun to bang, see a mother's pain after another slain But look at me now aye/A, positive, but that Blood type still in a brother veins and ain't nothing changed I'm just RBG, if I get that Call Of Duty, I'm pulling out the tooleys and the RPGs If holmes (homes) try to get mobile, doo doo doo, I give his RV three You thought it was all Love & Hip Hop? Hardly G For coming crooked and sideways out the mouth, money will straighten that out like Cardi B Be thoughtful E, on how you send your message to Sparta It'll be a deep dark hole that we foot you in, I'll put hands on your blood With enough combinations to get you out of any vault Smack ever put you in What it took to win? Playing with your name? Hardcore, Cor', do a bunch of silly flips I'd rather catch you in the ring, fresh out the restaurant from a Denny's dish You with your pretty b**h? I'll pull out this Bad Boy and make him take that take that when the semi spit He gon' need Faith with every step he take trying to get away Think he really quick? Well dodging these bullets will have him dancing in the rain doing the Diddy skip on some R.I.P. Biggie sh** I'm really lit, you can't hit me with the Lux clone sh** like the guy's fake I'll send 20 if I'm irate and get you dubbed (U Dubb) for the High Stakes If you got me enraged I'm co*king a gauge I'll prove the same point as Hollow when these hollow points come out the crowd don't be surprised when Cal's pop on the stage Yeah you gots to behave He be biting Surf's style, then he diss him Oh he gon' say he not but y'all know he fake a lot, peep the whole Laker's plot It's like Kobe at the free throw line, biting a Jersey n***a before you take a shot What you claiming Aak? You slanging rock? Aww fella that's so lame everybody did dirty My big homies was in they own lane, that Hov lane And when it came to running base, they safe, slide first The enemies? Either Dash'ed when them sigs burst They ain't hear sh**, it was silent partner; Biggs Burke Now I done did work and got these veterans scared to share the throne They swear he cloned, well me and Lux got different minds and mines is in a realer state, don't compare me holmes (homes) I hit 'em with the A.K. cause like D.A.K. I'm a rookie that's very known But if the A.K. jam I got faith in the 9 still; Jerry Jones, let's carry on This gon' be so easy, I mean how many of your battles got vaulted? I heard they put 'bout 11 in the slot, that's cold Beasley This coast needs me, to expose these n***as and a list of vets that lack performance Always banking on a shot that we get the point once it hits the net You like Jim Jones in an abandoned home Can't find your way, your Set Dipped, got nobody to call on, damn In other words, you lost in the building but wanna give us this feeling that it's all on Cam' That's your fall on plan? That's your fall on plan? Time n***a [Round 2: Cortez] B. Dot and Loaded Lux walk into a bar This about to get nasty "B-B-Beloved is that you? Oh my gosh I'm your biggest supporter, you know I know you're Loaded Lux, n***a I know you a baller but go 'head hit the bar you can order whatever you wanna." Well Lux is like, "Well let's do the Patron king, you know, get slunk, drunk in a coma til our buzz getting sober Represent for our people over the boarder before Trump builds the wall up You know tequila is about to get banned." He's like, "I don't give a damn. I'm more of a bourbon guy." Lux, "You know I like to mix it up with the cola." "But my brother, my brother that is poison. You shouldn't be f**ing with soda." The bartender is confused as f** though He's looking at 'em like, "Guys, it's been an hour are y'all gonna order?" And all that yadda yadda back and forth they finally agreed on two cups...full of water." Bro, y'all be confusing me, real talk I don't know if I may be clueless But when you try to use big words and sound smart but don't use it It's foolish and it actually makes you stupid Talking 'bout, "Let me get a water on the rocks, king." My n***a you look like a loser That's why I be getting high, I gotta keep my mind on the buddah The sh** he be rapping, be blowing my f**ing high, it keep my mind in a stupor You keep talking 'bout our past, shut up I'm trying to turn up the future I gotta hear some real sh** sometimes You know, some sh** that makes me feel I can write my rhymes and write my life with two pistols by my side On court with the blazer so take flight like Glide I got the ratchet, I'm 'bout to clap-nah He's non violent I forgot my bad my guy Well let me put these Clips away, okay sike I lied n***as always wanna be like brother polite That means I'm confused for no reason Because all he did was raise a black fist and that's it, now you believe him? Those views are deceiving, how you gon' walk in a black man's footsteps when his shoes you're repeating (European) That's real sh**, that's why I hate these f**ing hypocrites I catch him while he touring I'm a Regulator so ask my G we been warring (Warren) Let's see if you can run, you gon' need the Lord then thinking Cor' is real light you'll need more men Israelite, Mormon, y'all get it, but I ain't stutter but he should've caught that Koran line cause I'm a butler Serving two treys/trays, Purge it's a new day Because I'm murdering this refurbished version of Lupe I got that propeller pad, hella swag The chopper will lift, you gon' need nurses, insurance, all types of doctors and sh** White people running, Lush One's moccasin's rip Cause what's under this big t is with the total opposite sh** So I say that, to say this I ain't here to lecture you n***a, I'm glad you're enlightened but stop acting like you better than n***as Puerto Ricans spilled blood on this land, we got a right to it dummy My grandfather was drafted in the war but could never vote and still he had to fight for this country Obama came into office, he got us out of recession Not my island, we're still bankrupt and we fighting depression Puerto Ricans and blacks started hip hop together, you can't take one without the other But over time, our struggles, we was trained to hate one another But through the decades, the sh** we went through, made us relate to each other So if I use the N word it's only cause my people are the only ones who can relate to it brother [B. Dot] That's f**ing wack n***a [Cortez] That's wack? That's wack? But you talking through my rounds and it got me fed So if I let the chrome elevate it'll leave him like his chain with a hollow head I'm the most underrated, underhanded I over sown Being overlooked creates a pen that's over all It don't matter if I'm top tier dummy I'm whooping this n***as a** for that top tier money [Round 3: B. Dot] I apologize, pardon my anger I'm just upset with the fact you act like I won't harm you or blaze ya Like I'm just some square from Bel Aire Blood, cousin to who Will but still swinging arms This Carlton will Bank ya Sword vers' sword, where I'm from we had to sharpen the razor This is way before I became a conscious provocative thinker With the mind of Einstein combined with Elisa behavior But who taught me? The bangers The Pacoima Piru's, you never caught me with wa*kstas They was like, "Oh, you down with O. P.P. I guess they can see I was Naughty By Nature We all bashers of the party, our father's Black Panthers Who question authority, they plot on the answers Disorganized us, you see L.A. (UCLA) been banging ever since bunch of y'all got shot on that campus But you wouldn't understand this, especially since your man just Came to Los Angeles, hearing the name Cortez which caused so much pain in my fellow Hispanics But you boricua, brown proud, see that's the picture you paint for the canvas? Well I'm erasing the color patterns to get back to the surface I'm scratching We all heard of them Spaniards They came to the land of yo' ancestors and considered the indigenous savage Well what happened? You supposed to be Taino, now you claiming you Spanish? That's the language of the oppressor, I guess they made you convert to they habits And that's just how your relationship with Smack is You know they break bread with you first but we know that thirst couldn't manage Made you leave your homeland to find work I guess your worth's not established, that's where your legacy was birthed You should be main event any given night with your status You go on a hot run for three months straight and still no Summer Madness But let's talk about who her man is Hernan Cortez, that's the name of the Spaniard who came to Los Angeles turned the Aztecs into Hispanics I me Los Angeles used to be Mexico We prolly battled it out on the same spot where we standing So you gots to get shot with the cannon I gotta do ya, send a shot into ya This is black love brown pride, Shaka Zulu meets Montezuma It wouldn't be L.A without Mexicans, I got 2Pac to prove it All my esse's rock is Big T's so you know they Chilaka Boo sh** So f** Cortez n***a, in my hood all you rock is Converse On the feets of men unemployed but that's the ploy Designed to make the economic decline worse We trying to raise men You'd rather let the boys be boys get slammed, 25 to life now they moms crying hurting For that? I'll send you four ball heads screaming, I'll turn The Bunker to an Onyx concert You can't define the God's work Black power, I'm really 'bout this n***a On July 23rd you was here at The Bunker, I was gonna pull up and house this n***a But I was at One United Bank down in Compton Black Money Matters, opening up accounts my n***a So when you vers' Bigg K was getting announced go figure I was literally putting my money where my mouth is n***a And n***a, I gotta stop using the N word, it done hurt my people in the worst way But you not my people so you should never use it in the first place n***a, just be Taino, reconstruct the culture of your ancestors from their birthplace Pray to your gods like, [?], you know the ancient deities that make the earth shake But you don't know what that mean bro You just a gringo that go where ever the green go So I'll break it down from the perspective of your oppressor You know [?] espanol, [?] Taino Por que [?] You can't even explain what I said Diaz De La Muerte I just welcomed Cortez to the Day Of The Dead [Round 3: Cortez] All this, fake Scientologist, black empowering, Islamist, denouncing any novice Conspira-shut the f** up, that sh** is garbage You studied the earth, wind, the sun and the moon, Kemetic science So that's yo' logic? That sh** is nonsense East, West, North, South the truth is what I encompa** You talking this non violence I don't listen to you boy cause real talk, sometimes you gotta smack a n***a just for him to get the point Now, what you gon' talk about? Euphrates and the Tigress? n***as be waking up and worried about ISIS But you think you slick stealing from the collection plate But it's in private getting paid for these battles but claim your message is priceless It's bullsh**, I don't buy it You claim you're enlightened, separating the blacks and whites but that's divisive So it makes you no better than Trump so you're a tyrant I'd like to talk to you for a second I don't knock what you doing, but stop knocking ours We on the block for hours, trying to profit for hours Donald Trump? He wakes up to a suite and his view is from the top of the tower For us, sh** ain't sweet, we trying to tower Trump's views and leave our pocket's empowered n***a, what you think? Mitch was Paid In Full because he ain't wanna be bummy? That man sacrificed his life for the streets and he did it for Sonny You think Tony was Scarface cause he wanted to be? f** you expect when you fresh off the boat and no kinda degree? That's how I can see through the sign is see through The signs point to evil and the sh** that I feed you, is divine and rare You see what's at stake/steak when I'm eating In my prime, I need to tell you, my d**h I done seent it I done dreamt it a million times And that explains why Malcolm is with the M1 peeking through the blinds And I learned it now, I get it It's a cause and effect you gotta absorb the truth Higher Learning, for every Ice Cube there's a Remy sniping n***as off the roof So you wanna go to the streets with it? Let's choose if it's you or me Cause I swear I'll smoke him and then promote him, at his eulogy All this yap, yap, yap, yap, yap is losing me and confusing me Don't tell me, you need to show them what you do for your community Have you ever spent time after cla** with kids or donated ma**ive gifts? What? Cause it's the white man's holiday it proves that you're backwards kid and you're Kaepernick Cause you claim to be in the game but you don't stand for sh** That's why I'm roaming strapped, the chrome will clap Bones will crack, real esses don't respect the Blood in Pacoima flats But I'm in your LA Battleground, right? And I'm ready for a battle but you made it off luck (Lux) so how are you enlightened when you came into his shadow? That's another story man I got a new slogan, man f** you fakes corny Y'all keep doing what y'all do just stay the f** away from me It's Brooklyn, all day I keep it trill for that I lick a shot for PH cause the real is back Bang bang