Caustic vs Q Shinobi lyrics

[Round 1: Caustic]
This is my King of The Dot debut y'all
Welcome to Flatline
Oh you Q Shinobi right?
You don't wanna be that guy
I mean you about a silk dragon shirt away from being that guy
Parking tickets on his Honda Civic outside of Pacific Mall?
Yup that guy
He's gonna talk about my rhythm maybe call me a racist cracker
But you're such a wanna be Asain rapper you probably hate Dizaster
See todays the day your racial confusing comes to an end
I'll run in your crib with mud on my Timbs just to f*ck up your Zen
See for you being Asain ain't too tough to pretend
Especially when youre built like their women and f*cking hung like their men
See this is why dime pieces and white people ignore you
Plus you treat Syco like a f*cking tiny p*nis support group
Yo I came here to expose you as the clone that you are
I mean your multi's are fubar most of these Q bars
Sounds like A-Class is somewhere behind me holding cue cards
So I'ma shove this experiment back in his test tube
You wanna be Asian so bad you probably eat cats if they let you
I heard you got banned from an animal rescue cause you asked for a menu
Yo I can tell this guy isn't ready
As a kid he must not have liked his spaghetti
What f*ckin part of your White aren't you gettin
You probably find Asian stereotypes so upsettin
You'd probably be offended if people threw rice at your wedding
It's 2011 an Asian gimmick is just a waste of time
You shoulda called your album the Wu-Tang Clan's affect on the Caucasian mind
This Old Dirty bast*rd knows every word of every Wu song
Well I'ma Masta Killa with the RZA that I GZA/jizz on this dudes mom
It's Ghostface and ya dead for trying to Cappa da true don
So check the Method you'll get sent to Heaven for acting like U-God
[Round 2: Caustic]
How you gonna throw some Pumpkin shots like you're the f*cking Hobgoblin
Just mind ya business faggot you walking that thin line between Ground Zero and rock bottom
You can't do what I do Q
I battled Diz' on 24-hour notice
You been freestyling, battling for 10 years, wow nobody noticed
I mean you ain't never gonna be famous I think deep down you know this
You're like a less successful Knamelis so I guess that makes you "Homeless"
In your last battle you really said the words verbal fist that's some sh*t I can't feel son
If you ever say the words "verbal fist" in a battle you should get hit with a real one
So you a better rapper then who?
And if so that hasnt been proved
Cause you 28 and still rap like you're new
I mean if you claiming to be a vet you would have that status removed
Cause saying sh*t "verbal" is just an amateurs tool for pussies to describe the sh*t they wouldn't actually do
If I was scrapping with Q I'd f*cking murder you fam'
I'd f*cking put in work with my hands like Roberto Duran
If pus*y was a message board you'd have a permanent ban
And you deserve it cause I'm pretty sure your girl is a man
I mean, I hate to switch up the subject-

Yes, that ho's right there

I mean, I hate to switch up the subject
But look at the b*tch that you're in love with!
Every time you kiss in public
You can probably taste the other di*ks that she's been sucking
You think your girl looks like Mystique that b*tch looks like mistake
If your girl was a beauty queen that b*tch would be Ms. Steak
That sl*t has such a stretched vagina
She turns a two pump chump into the f*cking energizer
That hoes so ugly that if people see you try to get inside
The police will make you take a breathalyzer
So stop tryna act like that whore's a hottie
You gotta Facebook b*tch bro you know
Decent face horrid body
How ya'll say it? Laura Tarsi
I'll shove a di*k so far in the whore that it damage her uterus
And I'll use that sl*ts blood as a natural lubricant
This faggot Q's a b*tch and if I have to use my fists
I'll f*cking black-and-blue your lips so they can pass for Hoover Crips
That's two b*tch, lets go
[Round 3: Caustic]
Wow that sh*t about my nose was kinda funny
It probably would have been better if when you said it your nose didn't touch me
You have the nerve to say people are comparing me to you
I mean I know I'm a bird what the f*ck kinda parakeet are you?
After this battle I'ma put an O in the breeze
I mean if you prepared to do work Q you should roll up ya sleeves
Ya full of sh*t man ya got f*cking hip hop on ya arms am I right or am I wrong
I mean if hip hop lives in the North that f*cking sh*t died on your arms
I came a long way to tell you those tats are a mistake
You shoulda just gave the dude the extra 20 bucks and just let him tattoo "faggot" on your face
So talk about Italians tell everybody I lack any rhythm
But I'm the man with the writtens you just mad cause you isn't
So who got played Q if I'm the only one getting paid cash for my visit
If you Shinobi I must SEGA cause I mastered the system
I got a pristine clique that I sip lean with
I'll stab you to f*cking death with the pen I write 16's with
Paint the ceiling with your blood on some Sistine sh*t
So if sh*t gets graphic I'll leave Shinobi in 16 bits
You've got a diseased di*k thats some sh*t I can't take
And it's well known you got herpes so we'll just skip on the hand shake
I mean who brags about having herpes what the f*cks that about Jay
What were you for Halloween?
The f*cking monkey from Outbreak
In summary I'd just like to let you know the people in your town like to Facebook chat
Told me about your herpes and your girl I been waiting to snap
How you ain't f*ckin real man you ain't what you rap
You got kicked out of the last event for doing cocaine in the back
Every song with you on it is just a waste of a track
Your career is just a hobby that's fading to black
So the sad part about it is that you paid me a rack
Just to hear to your face what your friends say behind your back