Caustic vs. Aye Verb

[Verse 1: Aye Verb]
I'm from the hood, so when I thought "Shotti Horroh"
I thought a nigga with a double barrel
Pointin' at my chest aimin’
White tee on my body, shooter waitin' to stain it
I get to beggin' for my life
But he not tryin' to hear what I'm sayin’
So i look up into the sky fold my hands and get to prayin’
See y'all playin’
That mothafucka a killer that's how y'all paint him?
Do y'all know the definition of catchin' a body?
Naw that ain't him, that shit to me wasn't dangerous
Some wordplay, some fuckin' name flips?
Nigga my Shotty Horroh and y'all Shotti horror (Horroh) ain't the same shit
I'm god like I step in y'all city and niggas tremble
Big difference you dissin' yo' rounds, I disassemble
And this a symbol
I’m a God in this world look what was brought to him
A nigga that ain't half as nice
Blood sacrifice you just an offerin'
I’m offerin' all steam the .22’s to .40’s nigga they all sting
I murk you then off all y'all ya offsprings
All spring! Let's starts this shit, boss shit
Grips his face put out cigars pssssst
Rips his head off like a craw fish
Saw shit, sew it back on with the cross stitch
Y'all nausea, Shotty was gon ride on Verb
Guess now he car sick, but fuck that
A min a 30 sec rounds, y'all ain't book me for a long time
So fuck the preview, lets let the beef brew
In 3D too
So it’s show time!
Asshole I got that Joker pistol barrel long as a flagpole
High speed the cops lose the tail; that's a tad pole
Onstage wig on niggas that's a drag show
On stage wig on niggas that's ah-
Never mind
You fuckin' with a nigga who 'bout it
I’m really on it fam' trip I be goin' HAM
Outside the club wavin' that can' like a homeless man
The last six is for the show that I ain't get rep
But these niggas booked me on this nigga with two weeks prep

[Round 1: Caustic]
So this is my big shot?
I finally get to battle a real gangster y'all
What an opportunity
My bad I’m fuckin' fresh out of thank you cards
So what, this supposed to a motherfucker that's a big deal?
Nah this just the road to success you a bug on the windshield
First things first
You ain't givin' me no shot, this ain't the movie Rocky
You SMACK mothafuckas, I hate everything that you embody
I don't give a fuck
I watch you lose to Ah Di, body some dude from Homi
Now you gonna beat me with the same shit you was gone use for Shotti?
You still hyped up off that hype man shit like Luca Brassi
So since you lost yo' fucking mind, I’m gone remove the body
Treat yo hoopty ass ride like a new Ferrari
Have em crawling out the whip like Wolf of Wall Street
Yo you just a another SMACK dude I get to cross of off my checklist
I’m getting the itch to rob somebody I might snatch that shit right off your necklace
Give em body shots just for talking all reckless
Fuck his stomach up just like Taco Bell breakfast
I said I live by the code, ain't never needed a jail break
I’ll scalp Verb in front of all y'all be in awe of the pale face
Don’t you even play games or I'll draw like a stalemate
Leave his brains hanging out the back like a tailgate
Yo slow it down
Speed it up, flip it over, kick it, twist it, Bop It
Yo this boy said don’t come out to Cali
It’s nothin’ but drama there
You god damn right, not even the doctors give a fuck about you here
You wanna take it to that level, honest dawg you are not prepared
So when I send him a shell (Michelle) and see if Obama Care
Yo I supposed to believe that he banging and slanging with two clips
Some shit pop off somebody gotta save you and quick
The only mothafucka here from St Louis is B Magic
And after yesterday I think it’s safe to say he ain't doing shit
Oh, is you mad Magic?
Don't be mad at me, Fox the one that made you his bitch
I guess you're right about one thing Verb
There really isn't nothin' like a St. Louis chick

[Round 2: Aye Verb]
Caustic, you ugly ass hell boy
Nah flip that you ugly as Hellboy
Nah flip that your parents going to hell boy
This got's to be sin
In the Bible it says God don't like ugly
You really need to read that chapter my friend
See you not just ugly, you're food altering ugly
Example I could be in a nice restaurant
Mmhh eating a tasty chicken sandwich
You walk in sit down take off your hat, my chicken start tasting salmon
Fuck battle rap negro
When you battled Cortez look like you had a bald head
Look like you had a tough battle with chemo
And it beat you 3-0
Nigga you look infected
You look like them zombies from I Am Legend
I am legend peasant you should past presence in my presence
To these nerds you a jack boy you a coward in my eyes nigga
Type of bitch that wanna fuck with niggas and hide
I ain't no side nigga
Arms up, 245 I'm on that time
Hitler, I wanna nigga peeled he get peeled, I know it's a dress even if he skirt he gets kilt
Lush you payin' me to kill a sheep Lush I'm startin' to feel guilt
I copped a gleaming sword from Singapore hit his block
Have it looking like the first fight scene from Thor
I bring the war
Slice his front and back up doctors ain't never seen before
Cause they can open a nigga up from either side like an swinging door
Aye Verb vs Caustic see what the fuss is about
You say my name they send they check I come put blood in they mouth

[Round 2: Caustic]
This mothafucka said it look like I got some Chemo
Don't trip, that's cause every Friday I taste test a brick like I'm Debo
Yo I'm not tripping but since I got Aye in the flesh
We might as well fucking address the way that you dress
I mean
Take a look at this mothafucka though
That's not a good look black
Yo mothafuckin' shirt look like it's made out of Shotgun Suge's back
Yo you think I don't know shit
I used to be a fan of Verb
I was like, "Man, the bars cold", then I saw that Swave battle
And all I could think was, "Man this dude is wearing all gold."
I mean, how the fuck do you show up wearing a fucking C-3PO suit?
I don't even got a watch the fucking battle at that point dawg he 3 -0'd you
I mean who gives a fuck if he beat some fuckin' has been rapper?
Then y'all put this pussy on a pedestal, call him Jaz The Rapper
This faggot even did a fuckin' interview on camera after
And nobody asked you why you came dressed like a Magnum wrapper
This mothafucka showed up just like Gold Dust in that cheap ass jacket
This mothafucka look like one of those lil' chocolate coins my son gets in his Easter basket
Yo you brought up some race shit in your last round
You don’t wanna do that you fucking fake ass Donkey Kong
I’ll get your girl pregnant and name the baby "Eggplant Parmesan"
That's some racist shit you know what I'm mean
I said I'll bet Verb would get mad if I brought up his wife
Oh shit that reminds me can you make sure she’s at the after party tonight?
I mean this dude trippin' like I can't bag his broad cause I'm white
Until I put that cracker in her mouth like I'm the body of Christ
Oh my bad that's ya girl?
I think I know that neck
Honestly Verb, I don’t know what the fuck goes through your little coked out head
I knock hoes down break o’s down dawg I hold down set
So you a pronoun tell verb I gotta pronoun to get him pronounced dead
Yo and that's reeeeal shit
So you really expect me to believe this mothafucka lived the raps he’s written?
I don't think he wanna jeopardize his freedom ain't no Instagram in prison
He think I'm white trash like meth labs and burnt up kitchens
He’s in the club like “Turn Up”
And some dude turns up and he fuckin' turns up missin'
I mean the way that you even move your mouth it's like you don't even like women
Why do you lick your lips so much dawg?
Oh they probably chapped from all the dry snitchin'

[Round 3: Aye Verb]
California thank y'all for having me, this whole nights been a blur
Me and Caustic had two weeks to get ready and we still showed up and prepared
Let's make some noise
Don't take this ass kicking personal lil' buddy, I’m just doing what they expect me to
Besides, if I took this battle with you in twelve days
You know what that says, I have no respect for you
See nigga this just business, you don't get it
You not here cause yo' spitting, you only here cause Shotti isn't
They put all y'all niggas names in a hat and politely picked it and when you called back- ah shit...

{​Starts choking...literally}​

[Aye Verb]
I'm allergic to this fake shit. This shit killing me

[Caustic]
That's your best line?

[Round 3: Caustic]
OK, I kinda wasn't prepared to spit first
But I'm not gonna stand up here and talk about letting the lead burst
I mean honestly, I'm drunk too dawg and my head hurts
I mean this whole event's fucked up, Method Man think I'm Fred Durst
Damn you gonna choke don't even make that sound
This my fucking third shit I gotta fucking break you down
Yo you from the Lou' you an OG, right?
That's your favorite town
Then why you let one fucking dude in the club fuckin' chase you down?
Oh that's not true?
Then I'll write a fuckin' check for the blank amount
And deposit that motherfucker into your fuckin' Chase account
Hand up, on God, that wasn't you getting chased, no?
Did you not see the part when the video slowed down and zoomed in on your face?
I mean he an OG from the Lou' right?
He could've clapped every dude in the place
This motherfucker went outside tied his shoes then challenged dude to a race
Yo, so you gon' whoop my ass too now right?
Dawg get off of my dick
You ain't no real fuckin' G you a possum ass bitch
That's why you got chased outside for talking that shit
I didn't know if Verb wanted to fight or get sponsored by Sprint
And now in his battles in his third round he's some kinda psychologist
I mean that's cool and shit but it is awkward as shit
I mean you did five minutes about Hitman's dad, that's pretty weird
I would do five minutes about your dad but ain't nobody seen his ass in 20 years
Ohhhhh this shit just got incredibly real
Luckily for me I don't fucking care how you feel
I got goons that will get in your grill like a dentistry drill
But your bitch ass would probably sue Organik for the medical bills
I mean y'all mad at me shit I just kept it trill in my '97 Seville
I'll stretch his ass out from Echo Park out to Beverly Hills
Yo if he gettin' hype, Verb you better tell him to chill
Before he catch a round to the face like he fell asleep at the wheel
Yo, where yo' parents at bitch?
Are they watchin' this shit right now?
Cause if they are they embarrassed as shit
Yo I'm just tryin' to help you out
You got a girl and shit you don't even have to take selfies now
I mean when yo' dad left did he even wave goodbye
Shit bitch I let that K surprise one shot to his temple
Kiss those fuckin' waves goodbye