King of the Dot - Dizaster vs Arcane (Title Match) lyrics

[Round 1: Dizaster] All right buddy Time for your end buddy Alright, let's play a little card game Arcane Let's see if you can call my bluff on the spot I'm gonna give you a chance to clear this sh** up you can answer and talk Do I or do I not, have these Paypal statements where you paid Caustic in my back pocket, or not? Oh, I don't have them? Is that what you gon' say b**h? You gon' say that that is some forged document and that I made this? Well if that's true, then how do you explain this? If the Facebook messages were a bunch of fake sh** Then what about the f**ing Paypal statement?! What do you mean? What do you mean? Ayo, welcome Daniel Stefani December 1 payment from Alex Drake sent, $225 Canadian You are f**ing garbage You will never ever release a hit Your music is trash and that's the reason cause you're a piece of sh** After this battle you don't even redeem yourself you need to quit Cause you a cheating snitch You co-depended on other peoples dicks, you licked their penis tip For every single scheme you spit And every scheme you spit is made up of someone else's 16 you bit Okay, this guy is really good at playing it off and acting like the fact ain't true But then you went and told Chedda that your girlfriend is a stripper that works on Wednesday afternoon Where on your mom and sister that that was you! What?! What?! Go ahead, what about the cracker barrel line And how you told 'em you gon' clap the tool Swear on your father that that was you! [Arcane] That was actually me [Dizaster] That's really funny cause I actually got the file that Caustic sent him too It's like no one wants to hear me anymore even though you already lost Stupid motherf**ers are making me feel like I'm weird now cause I use this to get my point across But I never lose, everywhere I go, you know I'm a boss But to think about it, I'm on the same on the same card as Uno Lavos so that automatically means that I lost What you gonna say b**h? At least rebu*tal what I said to you Say something back that they can relate with Or are you just gonna dick ride Drake like DNA did? I mean, what did you do? Alex Drake! What the f** are you even rhyming for? If this guy got any older and he couldn't stand up right no more He'd probably call up Caustic like, "Yo, let me borrow your spinal cord." This dude has arthritis he can't even write no more He has writer's block which I'll give him the title for I'm thinking minus scores for every time he spit a line before and lied before Our very own eyes and said the line was yours Can you imagine this motherf**er trying to fight a war? He'd stop in the middle of the battle like, "Yo homie, let me borrow your rifle cause I ran out of ammo and need to buy some more." I don't give a f** if you guys think Arcane is k**ing it You know why? Cause I woke up today and wrote my own sh** I know, that sh** is amazing isn't it? Putting your own pen to the page and inking it That look on your face as you come up with the phrase and think of it Like, "Oh my God. I can't believe my brain just did this sh**." I know Arcane, that feeling is amazing isn't it? See there's a major difference when someone gives you a basic reference Then you take it and use it in your own way to recreate the sentence Then when you blatantly take someone else's sh**, spit it in the same shape it was given I mean, you didn't even rephrase it a little bit With the same style, same cadence, I heard it before The way Arcane just admit the sh** Caustic spit it the same way you spit it You didn't even change the way he delivered it! Then this f**ing fraud went on Facebook and told his fans it was straight up coincidence Two hours later he's on the phone with Caustic like, "How could you make the England trip And not tell me the same day you did the sh**?" All of a sudden, out of nowhere, against Chedda his bars where crazy sophisticated and intricate But that's not thanks to your penmanship That's thanks to Caustic cause he wrote like 80% of it I'm sorry but your f**ing friendship I'ma have to put an end to it You guys had a perfect situation, you were like friends with benefits And I'm the one that's ending them So I'm sorry Caustic after this, you and 'Cane will never be able/Able to be friends again [Round 1: Arcane] I said yo I'll leave this motherf**er Dumbfoundead When I drop you out the battle scene with a single spinning drop kick You're a f**ing idiot Diz', I don't care how you spin your logic You try to say I stole some bars, b**h you stole a win from Caustic I don't even have to mention that bullsh** you pulled with Jin and Locksmith Yo, that's why last month I became the undisputed two time champ I'm outstanding in my field Last month what was Dizaster doing? Making his own crop circles, literally out standing in a field I guess this motherf**er was waiting for the aliens to come and get him for his rapping Well it's funny we all expected a big disaster December 2012, but Armageddon never happened See here's the thing p**y First time you went to New York you battled Swave I heard you was treated quite foul But the last time you were there you Tweeted, "Math and Holla are my favorite people right now." Hold up, you told me when you seen Math you was gonna f** him up Like you would reach for the Cal' But you went from beef to BFF, I guess you don't keep it halal Yo, that's how I know this L.A. Kings an impostor Just check the L.A. roster I called him out two years ago, you more like an L.A. Dodger So now I'ma eat yo' dinner I know the Lakers is your team but judging by those eyebrows you gon' need those Clippers So I'm saying, what do y'all really believe in? Fact or fraud? See I'm a natural disaster you ain't no act of God You think about where he actually establishes his fame from It's like the 9-11 conspiracy theory, this disaster was manufactured from day one Listen, listen, let me explain, let me explain See there's a reason some battle rappers get more exposure than the rest Just look at the template his homie Lush promoted in the west Diz' cried till he got battles with Canibus, Arsonal and Rex He's views went up, too bad I can't credit your bars for the success I know you got a lot of Twitter fans, well I give a f** if some hate me I'm just saying this spoiled brat's had a little too much fun lately You don't bust guns daily, you a trust fund baby Matter of fact, you should be wearing a custom t-shirt that says "Lush One Make Me" Yo check this out, check this out, check this out Yo, Plus we all know Dizaster's dad is wealthy and influential He's a pillar back in the community But that don't mean when you come back to Canada you got some kind of diplomatic immunity You think you gon' lift a 'matic and shoot at me? I hope you brought enough clips to clap at the crew with me I'm from the University Of Hard Knocks it's time to take him to school with me That's why I don't give a f** if you bring your set I should ring your neck for driving around Malibu in your little Pink Corvette I bet this diva feels too flashy in the Cadillac Well all that cash he has to travel maps Matter of fact, you might be the Kim Kardashian of battle rap Yo, this f**ing diva, wanted to live closer to Drake so his dad bought him a house Mail order bride, his dad copped him a spouse No furniture in his place, so his dad got him a house so he could sit on Twitter all day and rap off at the mouth But Diz' was never that hot He just pretend he the nicest Well I'm a cold blooded k**er I leave my enemies lifeless This verse is just a testiment to how pathetic your life is You're just a spoiled rotten Arab-American going through an identity crisis I'm saying, you have such delusions of grandeur how can your therapist stomach it? Your sh** on your roots with stereotypes and embarra** your parents in public He's always playing the role of crazy Arabic terrorist and loving it Perpetuating the same false narrative as the American government So I guess you must be conflicted between your two sides fam' Cause you demonize your people like the media do Iran So is it King Of The Dot or URL? How many times is Diz' switching? You ain't no Bin Laden, more like been whining and been b**hing Yo f** that, I brought a machete to hack his limbs off {​​​​​​​​Time gets called and the crowd starts booing. Organik, Dizaster and Arcane start arguing about the time limits}​​​​​​​​ [Round 2: Dizaster] Ayo, that was the biggest garbage ever Oh, but you said I was a disaster since day one See that was my f**ing point Now he gon' think every thing you've ever done is fake son Because that line was really great son But now how the f** do we actually know where it came from? Yo, you should go hang out with Drake instead of me You guys together would ball out I mean y'all some bosses in the club, y'all could see each other floss out But Drake, it'd be hard for you to compete with a boss like Arcane cause you know soon as he steps up in the spot he gon' buy all the bars out Ayo, before this battle, one of Arcane's f*ggot a** fans walked up to me told me, "Diz' I hate you." And I was like, "Why?" He's like, "Arcane is gonna scrape you." And I was like, "How? Name one line you could relate to?" And he was like, "What? That 'square cheese Kraft Singles on his own' that line was great dude." And I was like, "For sure homie. I'll tell Caustic you said 'thank you'." You don't roll around with no Packers You ain't whipping around in the whip with the Green Bays You don't spit what you live about Everything is scripted out like a screenplay So now you think he's gonna k** me now? Cause his verses are delivered out in a clean way But what y'all didn't figure out is that he's quick to steal around like Green Day I said, I shoot out his lower back and have both of his discs spinning around like I was getting down with the DJ When we bust our 'matic it's like rush hour traffic you see his brains just sitting around on the freeway I'll roll up to the house, to his door and kick it down in a G way Seen him sitting down seen this clown fishing around shopping for lyrics-for schemes off of Ebay That's when I let the heat spray When the pistols out you will get a round/around quicker than he say she say {​​​​​​The crowd starts booing}​​​​​​ Wooooow I accept it, I accept it I already know I'm a real motherf**er so I accept that fact that you boo me If y'all want your champion from Canada to be a f*ggot that ghost writes outta Casper the movie then be glad to do it You stupid f**s! You be acting all spooky The last ghost writing session you had got broken up by Shaggy and Scooby {​​​​​​Some of the crowd continues to boo}​​​​​​ Really?! Y'all gon' f**ing-y'all gon' disrespect me when I always defend you? Really, back in America when anyone says something about King Of The Dot I respect you I'm the one that defends you They wanna let you hold the belt too {​​​​​​Crowd starts booing again}​​​​​​ I said, it's all good, I guess this is the person you want to come to the rescue So I guess that's why I left you But it's funny, how Canadian can you be to get to the same place as me you needed an American to help you Let me tell you something b**h You don't even do the things that average Canadians do You let an American read your writes/rights how Canadian are you? Man seriously man f** y'all [Round 2: Arcane] My last name is Drake, so we might buy out the bar But I ain't the type just making money off of Sprite commercials Still Diz' make no mistake I am that Drake, just the type to murk you So I suggest you better sit down Slim Where's Notes? I might have to send Notes with that bottle cut his face open like Chris Brown chin That shout out to Young Money My style dirty like new money You making those old jokes Diz' but 30 is the new 20 And you pushing 30 yourself now so I would watch what you say buddy The way I put Dizaster's head on a stake/steak is rare it stay bloody And you keep trying to call me a fake gangster but that's a ma**ive misconception Really you're the fake gangster just trying to add to the {​​​​​​Arcane puts his arm on Dizaster's shoulder and a fight almost breaks out}​​​​​​ Yo, World Domination 3 you tore your shirt off in a room full of dudes so you could flash your tats Then you started an internet beef with Cla**ic Pack And called him a f*ggot for doing exactly that Well I watched your battle with Rich, I noticed another sad actual fact Diz' is flexing for the camera with a motherf**ing Barb Wire Pam Anderson tat So I just gotta say, what the f** where you thinking getting a Bay Watch tattoo Diz'? Were you bragging? Where you boasting? Were you running down the beach with David Ha**elhoff in slow motion? Most rappers might have a song on iTunes or at least a Bandcamp with a track Not Diz', he got the Pam' Anderson Barb Wire tat Looks like it came with a tramp stamp in the back Now look, I know a lot of people want me to show him how it's supposed to be done But I ain't even trying to do that tonight, I just came through to roast him for fun I did that in the Grand Prix to show how easy I dispose of these chumps But I'm starting to wonder if that whole scheme is getting overly done I know some of y'all want me to mimic Dizaster's style, start decomposing this bum On how he stretches those violent multi's schemes and goes in these runs Rhyming a bunch of random filler just for rhyme sake, well that ain't poetry son So matter of fact, f** it, for old times sake I gotta show 'em how it's suppose to be done Yo, you know how Diz' do, first he starts walking back and forth, acting like he's a deranged murderer He'll show up in your apartment and start rearranging the furniture In a f**ing, in a f**ing, in a f**ing black ski mask like he's some kind of crazy burglar Sift through your kitty litter with his bare hands until he creates a perfect turd for ya He'll f**ing, he'll f**ing, he'll f**ing place it on your pillow while you're sleeping without disturbing ya Before he flies out the window on his magic carpet because he's The Prince Of Persia Yo Diz' when you spit that sh**, I know you think it's real clever But to real G's that sounds like the worst f**ing home invasion ever Yo, this how I do it You bought yourself an AK, that's cool, I brought the AR with the C mag 100 rounds per clip ready to spray off if it's jihad When that 8 spark and my trademark is to break arms and then kneecaps You won't even see me coming on your radar when the heat blasts Cause I schematics of your building and I'm coming through the air ducts So when those big arms get to squeezing I ain't talking about a bear hug If I say I have him dropping pints, nobody's shattering a beer mug I'll air slugs and have Bashir's blood splattered on his prayer rug Yo, so if you want that home invasion sh**, homie I was made for this I'm launching tear gas, you ain't in my tier cla** stop debating it You ain't a m**m extremist, you a docile atheist Quit fronting home you softer than a hot pile of baby sh** Thought you had a hot style, my style craziest In the Grand Prix I got wild but I stock piled grenades for this I'll show up on your block with a pack of hostile Canadians And blow up every building within a five mile radius Cause the way you recycle bars, that's a cop out, laziness Your sh** sound incomplete like The Lox without Jadakiss Lately, f**ing with 'Cane, you better watch out it's dangerous This is like putting a rottweiler with rabies in a babies crib So y'all can tell Dizaster felt the wrath before he fell to ashes The way I bring that heat to your kitchen I'm fit to melt the plaster Your punches telegraph I'm well adapted before you even smell the gas You'll see me in a welding mask and a [?] This battles mine, at least you can say you were a participant I'll give his ligaments scar tissue for thinking his star's infinite Catch him slipping while sipping hard liquor and barbiturates I'm carnivorous I'll carve into him with sharp instruments [?] I put Diz in a hospital bed with the bed pan option For Avacado and everybody behind the red cam' watching Y'all already know my slogan That's a dead man walking! [Round 3: Dizaster] I was gonna start flipping back at his lines But then the verse was over really fast and I didn't have enough time I was gonna put it in a rebu*tal, you know wrapped in one rhyme But you look like such a fraud I don't even need to rebu*tal you standing there is just fine {​Crowd starts booing again}​ Who's booing? Come over here and boo me Come over here and boo me motherf**er {​I believe this is where the footage of Dizaster hitting a woman in crowd with a beer can gets cuts}​ You s** on rappers salami Faster than Gandhi You have a tattoo on you that says "This a** here belongs to Daniel Stefani" You be acting all co*ky like you mastered karate But you just Daniel Son and he's your grand daddy Miyagi So quit telling me you're gonna clap with the shotty You ain't blasting nobody Not when you got Caustic playing both daddy and mommy Bro please, appear before the king as a spineless rat This is judgement day for every single f**ing line you jack For acting like you're that guy but I'm not surprised from that Cause even in wrestling Cane used to hide behind a mask This guy is a con artist, he's a lying beaver Caustic breaks down compounds and compositions for him like a science teacher He takes orders from him over the phone like some type of leader Behind the scenes he's the one that writes your speeches This is like an episode of Oz, a lot of dick s**ing going on behind your bars you're Tobias Beecher And I dare you to try to say that you're lying either I'll play the phone call back that I had with Caustic over these giant speakers Ayo b**h, if we were both shoes I would be a Louie and you would be the fakest Nike sneaker Cause everything I do is hand made and you got made in China features Listen b**h, you a f**ing lying cheater And the biting of other people's lines get's deeper I wouldn't trust this guy rhyming around you either You'll leave a rhyme laying around and then he'll take it and say it And when you ask him why he'll be like, "Finders keepers." He says I don't take the title shot in King Of The Dot serious cause I didn't write for it? Y'all know me, not writing is part of my writing procedure The f** would he be mad for me that I didn't write for him anyways It's not like he had to sit down and write for me either You are not a man, you a hologram, you are not for real All the Caustic bars you jammed yeah they had a Caustic feel You must be a welder Arc' that gotta be your job for real That's why they call an "arc welder" because you hide behind a mask And the only reason you got spark is because of the bars you steal/steel I had a lot of lines like that but thank you for f**ing it up for me Anyway, I can spit metaphors like that all day and make the crowd go wild But excuse me if I don't like being a f*ggot and I prefer to keep my own style The man over here wouldn't know nothing about his own style You know how I know how? Look at his flow then and look at his flow now It's obvious, I'll never let you hold the Dot chain You will catch a miracle cold co*k cold chop to your jaw 'Cane Defeating me gon' be harder than trying to box Bing with both of your arms sprained The scene is overstocked With a lot of your phony local spot lames Rapping about your 40 Glocc Until I show up and the bolt action 30 [?] bang Sending bullets the size of Coke bottles the cross hairs will cross your whole lane Then I reload it back with both of my arms crossed Shooting over my own shoulders I got Robot aim That .44 revolver would chip the side of you skull and cut the corner's off Like I sent it to a photo shop frame Watching his body drop was like being in an audio shop cause you looked on the walls and saw his organs all hang I will drag his body up and down the hill like I'm part of motor cross gang Dangling from the side of the motor while he's tied to a rope by his ankles 'til he's lacerated and maimed I will drag him so I expose his top and expose his raw brain If you would've seen his autopsy from long range you would've been the Ninja Turtles and swore to God that you saw Crane You went from Scarborough, you're from Victoria Park 'Cane Just know your position and know your part 'Cane Stop saying you got animals with the 40's on deck with you and that's not who we know as Arcane Go to war with me and you get torn apart I'll leave you with a broken heart, you'd have to replace the ish with motor parts like Tony Starks Cane Keep it going to four minutes like he didn't give me the same Arcane, even if you open up a f**ing arcade you couldn't open a box and insert another token This is where the game's over I'm not playing See from date- see most of y'all never bothered to look up the definition of 'arcane' It means "hidden secret" So from day one I knew there was something he's not saying But you know that that all changed when I found out the amount of bars this fraud claims So in the long run you're know that he never chose a smart name Because judging by all the sh** he rocked you clearly don't know who you are 'Cane/Arcane [Round 3: Arcane] Alright look, every time I hear one of your verses I feel like I'll never get that hour back The way you always stretching out the round times that's a coward act So if I say I'ma put those flashers to his wig, no shower cap I know the whole scene must've been sleeping on the kid, but that was a power nap See I heard Diz' got a photographic memory That means he sees things in flashes of black and white like a pessimist Spends a lot of time in a dark room, always looking at the negatives Your lack of focus makes me shutter though Cause most of us know, your memory might be photographic But your style is underdeveloped and overexposed Listen, that's why nothing you ever do is symbolic or ground breaking I started underground, cemented my spot with a solid foundation I built the framework Your sh** will collapse like a house of giant cards My structure is concrete and that's reinforced with these iron bars See I'm an architect with lines and angles So flip a quarter, pick your torture, get your sh** in order before these Diz' supporters skip the border With that piss poor structure I don't consider you a big enforcer You built your house with twigs, I built my sh** with bricks and mortar So listen, when you took that chain you promised Organik a gleam of some hope Said you really wanted to rep the brand but did you mean what you spoke? Cause since you became champ All you done is treated this league like a joke Now Smack is the only label you seem to promote But what goes up must come down If you studied this equation it's clear I don't think you understand the gravity of the situation Bashir You got your head stuck up in a clouds, he thinks he's in a different stratosphere Until I bring him crashing back down to Earth and watch him burn up in my atmosphere Yo, see y'all awakened a sleeping giant I'ma send this diva flying I beat Loe Pesci and The Saurus back when I wasn't even trying That was the beta version 'Cane, he was just trying to get his feet wet Now I climb to an elite vet' and I ain't even peaked yet That's why I could already tell at Flatline when I called him out that Diz' was shook Until me and my crew showed up in his kitchen that's when his sister took shish tawook I didn't ask if the b**h could cook But I falafel (felt awful) for her morbid face Cause the way your lil' sis' could bob (kebab) when she hum us/hummus She got that extra white sauce when we shawarm'd the (swarmed the) place Who's wack? I earned my stripes on this battle field I'm a five star general You couldn't even write your verses unless you high off chemicals So just keep pretending you freestyling Diz', that's why your lines aren't credible But for these chains, I put in pen time like my bars federal That's why next to all your bullsh** filler, I spit that first rate material I sent the last seven bodies in a hearse straight for burial And now you think you King Of The Dot? Unless your birth place Ontario you faking B So facing me was your worst case scenario Cause after this, his price is dropping Ain't nobody buying stock in you You got some psychological issues I'm trying to talk to you I should run electricity through his body like fiber optical Get to shocking you before I gotta drop him buy a hospital I'm unstoppable, you can say the flow is highly volatile Like a single electron loose inside of a molecule I'm a biological weapon just try and follow my style is diabolical I'm a giant to all of you Wow, so y'all already know who won this battle Just listen to these rounds back This is Dizaster's execution I was just here to play the soundtrack When you battled DNA, you called him the American Arcane as part of your little clown act But the funny part is you like DNA's dentist, thanks to you I'm finally getting my crown back So deja vu, when I step in this ring that's the feeling I felt Cause the last time a Fresh Coast vet had the chain the league needed my help They said I'm the one Canadian capable of retrieving the belt So I guess it's funny what they say, history has a strange way of repeating itself