Dizaster vs PoRich

Dizaster verses only. Not all lyrics were used, these are just some of my favorite bars from the battle He fucks with me and he'l get his fucking throat slit From fucking lobe to lobe with a four inch fro pick Next time you go to do that fucking little annoying voice switch Where he goes from a little white boy to a pirate on a ghost ship Next morning you'l see me upload video Footage of me in a liquor store killing your poor mother This shit will feel like you living the beginning scene from four brothers It gets cold where po hovers Nights froze, homes covered Nights drop no under 400 below And all your fucking homies that own Hummers because all the ford runners get stuck in the snow You fucking little pussy I come up to your fucking door and ring the bell like ding dong First little skinny white bitch to answer the door I lift her up by her pink thong and drag her up the side of the building like King kong I know the way that I thinks wrong im Mentally ill like kim jong When im pissed off Everything in my way gets pissed on Even the tv and display I have no patience a sitcom So you, better, pray that whatever Star that you wish on Or wave your magic wish wand Cos me letting you leave here With that chain still on Will be the same day you catch me playing ping pong while listening to a jin song But dont you dare mention islam Cos i'l uppercut you with that open burning fist palm The gun I got Might not be able to kill everybody you bring on But fuck it atleast i'l make a couple retreat like vince vaughn Talking bout scribble jam This ain't no, little midget plan That you think you have in your inner hand This is, two types of people in life One that catches the fish, the other catches the fisherman And one, hops on to the boat and literally snaps that fucking ship in half And sails back on the land using the upper piece of deck Thats still in tact, by using it as, a swimming raft I fucking, survival of the instinct Its called survival of the instinct we rely on thinking fast I fucking click clack bam, hit your staff with bigger straps Then the ones big fat lesbian dyke bitches use to keep their plastic dick attached You getting stomped with a boulder You getting killed so badly your fagget ass homie felt like he had to start massaging your shoulders Yea il smack you dude, I smack you dude And you getting killed and hes still clapping too This is hardcore Mixing the rage with freestyle that is a art form You, dont contribute to this bar form Your wings will not soar you are the hip-hop version of conchord Your bars, made out of cardboard You are a clone, like starwars Yea, you get more than you all for Catch headshots while your arm torn Every single artery inside of your hearts torn Next time you get in a elevator shaft I hope half, of you, gets stuck in that large door Then it continues downward with your body that your head remains on the top floor Thats the type of shit that I pray to god for Your body getting chopped up and utilated and washing up somewhere off shore Or ran the fuck over with a beamer or benz or a dodge ford Or whatever automobile from grand theft auto I need to earn me the top score Do you want more? I unwedge, so many fucking shells you feel like its mario cart four I flip his wings like a conchord Body him underneath a golf course And slash your head off with your foreign sword Do you want more? well I dont got more Your a fucking joke What a waste of time face it Your basic rhymes'l never take you to higher places Yea you play station You on a final stage but im at a higher plain already fighting with the guy that designed the matrix How long before that thin little wire breaks And you decide to finally take off that chain rich The idol is, the title is idolling around Cos the guy that claims it Doesnt have the fire or desire, or the pride to make it a chain Worth fighting for, thats why hes complaicent And the value, of the title of the guy trying to embrace it Cannot get someone of a higher stage Then eventually come here and end up trying to take it Then thats when you know you need to find a replacement You die when the fire rages I strike like workers fightning for higher wages White supremisis, supremisis white faces Stepford, design faces I said you find cases of shells from the nine on the side pavement And wake up in a hospital room surrounded by five patients Staring at eachother sideways while being held up by spine braces I said il bike chase him, down the street and hang you upside down by your nike laces And beat you down so bad the cops'l catch me and arrest me for being a child rapist Il make this whole place live and fucking vibrate like a live basist Il fucking pull your card while simultaneously slapping you in the face with five aces Knocking over your empty can of the dry cases I got stamina, I got stamina you could never match up with my cadence Every step in my life, is like a battle with my patience Not to snap, and go postal like the white guy from rampage did I snap, then I bandage lids I backhand you, throw you off a man made bridge You fall, and on your way down, you crack eight ribs And when you fall you'l end up face flat like this mornings pancakes did Or, a-class the panface kid Hes so anti american, so so arrogant Bare witness to a pair of fists to go bear fishing I dare him to square off hes a scared chicken so I spare ribs Look, we can wear mittons take it there I give you the fear of wimping But whats the merit in using your bare fists When I can shove a pair of scissors in your larenixin Increase the air in it and put a tear in it per square inch These are, rare clips blair witch footage Il take you on a stair case like zepplin beware rich This ain't about me and you tryna compare wits This is about me, and that fucking necklace you wear rich This is about you, being a pussy Not being responsible enough to wear it Yea, fuck what po is telling me You wanna make me look like im the fucking anti-canadian When really to this company, your the enemy Your the one that holds this company back from moving forward as a corporate entity When you suppose to be the face of this movement And you bad mouth a globally known celebrity Like drake, you shoulda totally mentioned me Instead of keeping composure, instead of keeping composure like a real champ You just ran your mouth over and over endlessly You showed organik you have no loyalty, no fidelity Your own perception of what taking course is what, warped you mentally You showed, you making motions that form from jealousy Thats why I came here, to take the throne that was meant for me Cos real battle rappers keep the battle rapping and emotions seperately From the message boards disrespecting me Never knew why you were so upset with me You little bitch, I feed you the lowest form of pedigree I will, go after ya, bust open your head with the chrome relentlessly And open up your dome like you know telepathy Toronto, is my destiny Im coming here, im passing the border no way And if they deny me at the foreign embassy Then im gonna fucking force my entry like open sesame Fuck what fucking po is telling me Hes been a lost soul his whole life, so let him be After I sock his ass in the skull, im gonna warp his memory And when he wakes up in the morning he won't remember me or his born identity You wanna say I dont deserve a plane flight but I paid the cost to be the major boss You deserve the spot, I say you not The day I take a loss is the day you see jin taking off his sacred cross You, sweeter than strawberry shortcake with apricots I kick your door down while you at the dinner table searing sasberry steak with tatertot Open up the door, bang, let the thang go off Bang bang bang, get your brain blown off It look like someone spilled prego sauce all over your grandmothers table cloth Then il fucking grab you by your face, il grab you and drag your face across A custom made frame, made out of vega's claws And run outside and rape your favourite dog and make all your fucking neighbours watch I run into your house and the door open on the same shit that cramers on Like, whos cooking filet minong Then I roll into the fucking kitchen and il rape your mom and make her keep her apron on I throw her fucking, naked body on the, neighbours lawn And wait for a fucking late response Yea, I do the follow the great karan And theres another book, a thousand different ways to make a bomb You wana be a, you wana be psychotic Then let us get our cyber gaming on When I strike you and your entire face is gone like I sliced you with one of those flying plates from tron Yea, the day you beat me Thats like catching shaq and lebron, at a tanning salon I strike, with no fore warning I perform like george foreman when hes cornered in Yea, I perform like george foreman when the eye of the storms forming Il tie him up to a rope and hold em up in force and forking his skull Leave his face torn til it looks like deformed foreskin I will fucking grab him by his throat and coat choke him I put him in a chokehold like hulk hogan I fucking bust the side of your dome open and leave the corner of your nose broken With your bones showing like both olsens Il fucking jack him for his pack of ?mac davadoff? Then i, ram his head to the back of the fucking padded locks Il, run in the open, open the walk in closet run in and hit him with every can in stock Il fucking hit him with fucking empty canisters Plastic mops, the lamp fuck it il even grab the clock Yo, il have my homie camoflague sabotage your family spot So bad it look like the japanese tsunami after shock crashed your block You want fucking bitch, il fucking end up raping her ass Il shove a baseball bat straight in her ass then il break it in half Face it your wack, embrace this ass kicking your getting your trachia cracked Youl be like steve-o from jackass, or atleast youl be able to relate to his tats When I twist your neck backwards and it basically snaps and youl end up with your own face on your back