Tierstar Vs. Dizaster

[Part 1: Dizaster]
You are begging to have a mic so bad
I am ready to rebuttal and flip that shit
Because usually it is not a mic, he just really needs to hold something that feels like a big ass dick
Yo, before this battle I promised I will do no holocaust lines
And not because I never wanted to try
But because I do not want my friend Jonny to cry
So listen here, Pimmelberger
You are about to witness murder
You supposed to be my German hitman
I can tell you, you ain't fully German
You know how I know, he ain't fully German
And he is for sure a mixed man?
Look at his perfect Turkish skin tan
He looks like a Kurdish kid from Turkmenistan
Either that or his family tree grounding in Persian quick sand
Yo, observe these quick hands
I am worst than IP Man
Soon as I came to Germany and touched down in Berlin
They try to serve me a burger with ham
And punched the server and made him convert to Islam
Yo, you and your twin brother walk around the city wearing matching dirty Werder Bremen gym pants
You are like the German version of Verb and Hitman
Look at your girly wristband
Your girlfriend looks like Jürgen Klinsmann
But she is a girl, so she probably should not be compared to him
Plus you are more like Klinsmann if anything
You're the wannabe American
You are worst than the wanna be American
You are the wollen-abe American
You guys do not understand
Tierstars mom is my fan
She likes holding giant balls in her hands
That is why they call her Oliver Kahn
Aiouh What an incredible goalkeeper
But she is more than just a goalkeeper when you with her in the bed
She is also like Oliver Bierhoff, because she is very good at giving head
I had to come over and I told her:
"Why you sitting so far on the sofa?
You want to play with my balls, came a little bit closer"
But enough about football
Fuck the rules of FIFA
I came all the way to Germany to turn the Bundesliga into Fukushima
And so I can buy a Mercedes for half the price because here you move them cheaper
And I am not talking about the used ones either
You half Russian and African
You tell people: "I am German", but who believes you?
Your mother is a Russian chick, who fucked every dude from Libya, Camerun to Tunesia
Then they moved over here to Munich on a student visa
He figured anything is better than getting chased to the jungle by group of cheetahs
Your father went from Pfff Pfff shooting zebras
To Whrrrm Whrrrm cruising Beamers
He spent his whole life roaming around Europe like Julius Caesar
They told me: "He is really good, the dude is eager"
I told them: "Why the fuck would I do some research, every battle he wears some stupid T-shirt"
Yo, I gave you guys a Dizaster-battle for half of my price
How dare you guys, match me up with the type of trash that he writes
This is like putting me on a international flight
So I can battle Cassidy twice
And it is not a race thing, I don't matter if he is more like the Russian or the African type
Michael Jackson was right
It doesn't matter whether you are black or white
You are the worst German chocolate I ever had in my life
Yo and that is the road of separation between me and that phony generation
I got this guy to go to school without no former application
He got schooled like a student and he payed me
And that is the best course you ever taken
So congratulation, you are the first German ever payed for his own education
Time, Pimmelberger

[Verse 2: Tierstar]
This is Berlin-City we call it BC
I moonwalk on your ass and go like booya hee hee
That is the Michael Jackson shit
So what the fuck he was talking about? Damn it
My mother does not even know who Oliver Kahn is
But first of all about the language barriers
You already heard my English really funny
I do not have a English speaking background, never went to a English speaking school or even been in an English speaking country
But I'm pretty sure most people gonna understand what I am about to rap
Symbolic language
This was for the deaf
Ok, ganz ehrlich er ist schon der Krasseste und gegen mich kommt mir das hier noch mieser vor
Oh, I just said you are a son of bitch and I fuck your mother cause she is whore
No, I am just kidding
But this battle is not a game to me it is survival
Nobody wants to be in my position cause I got to kill the idol
And I am go to kill the idol
I am the realest rival
I do it to you just like David did it Goliath in the bible
I will kill the idol, no Zweifel
I take him as a geisel and shoot him with the some old rifle
Or give me on reason why I should be scared of the Arabic version of Theo Waigel
This fucking chump ain't brave heart
And if I don't kill his fake fraud
I hope you are running to Lupe Fiasco and he knocks you out with a skateboard, motherfucker
You get smoke like arguila over stupid resistance
But I'm not American, I don't shoot from the distance
So don't come too close or it could be a fight
And I am a black German kanack that means that I am good with the knife
It goes zack zack zack, was?
See what you got I cut your face as fast as you make rebuttals up
So all I need is a corkscrew
I stab in your head you will be out of your mind
Because I put your brain out your skull like I am opening a bottle of wine
Take a sip and start to stumbling as if there was an earthquake
Deshalb pass ich die Flasche erstmal, Rap am Mittwoch, happy Birthday
This is the moment you are realizing you can't fuck with Germany's battle champ
And wish our girls had booked you to jump out a cake for a twerk and a belly dance
Cause after this ain't nothing left, except giving head, riding dick
I tell you, you be a lot better off just shaking your ass like a bitch, man
You don't know what you got yourself into
But you felt something is wrong since you got here
What if I expose you? You can't even go back
You be stuck here
Know what I always wanted to ask you
Und ich hoffe er sagt es mir
Why you so ashamed of your real name ain't nothing wrong with Bachir?
No man, was los, ja?
To me it is absolutly normal I grew up here with [?]
Yeah his name is Bachir and Bachir is considered to top-tier
But top-tier is not enough for Bachir on Twitter he calls himself god tier
What the fuck, god tier? Why you want to be god tier?
You should have god fear, cause god got 99 names but none of them is Bachir
No man, what ever it don't even matter
For shirts like that you get stoned in the desert
And it's the same in this battle, cause you thought I ain't on your level
But you are not an Arabian rebel, you are just an Tasmanian devil
And I don't care if I have to use Arabic, Russian or German as well
For how you betrayed your own morals you should be burning in hell
You don't need all this drama, that you start when you drink Piña Colada
Knock that tough guy shit off
You said it yourself you believing in karma
So since you got trapped in this vicious circle
Maybe your mama cries next, who knows?
Better get yourself out of there before karma strikes back
And speaking of that, always thought you would be so real but you looking kind of fake right now
Where is the knife? I should punch you in your fucking face right now
Don't dare me, don't dare me, I will, don't dare me
It gonna be a murder, we can take this to his channel or we can take it to Worldstar
For real
Better watch what you do, you get screwed up so fast
I got more niggers ready do swing at your than you had for Math
So to be honest how you set this nigga up was really kind of bitch made
Try to suck me on stage, wahid allah you get rebuttal with the switchblade
Yeah and you got eyes in the front but ain't got eyes on the spine
So if I can't get you from the front I will stab you from behind
He immediately starts running after this violent attack
But I be screaming: Stop that thief he got my knife in his back
Fuck the gun bars, these are knife bars
Don't you feel bad not to speak up for prevention
Always try to do some extra shit just to get a little bit more attention
And meanwhile I think you just want to play the part of the strong domination
In one of those "When battle rap go wrong compilations"
Then hitting rappers on the show don't make you a motherfucking G
You went from Bachir to Dizaster to a sucker punch MC
But don't ever front on me when you see me habibi
Because all i got to say is : "Odrobou, odrobou, aâtini el sekina"
You won't even know what causes injury
So don't tell me nothing about bars and delivery
Trying to be hard with no history
And become the star of the century
But all you got is bars and delivery
But you never set behind bars for delivery
So what bars and delivery? I fight regardless for liberty
Because bars and delivery don't mean shit
With such a false credibility
Time

[Part 3: Dizaster]
Ey yo, you said I'm disgracing
Where I came from?
I am from Lebanon
Don't look at me wrong
I got a backpack and I'm on stage right now
You know I got a bomb
Jonny? I know you are Jewish, yo
Don't make me do this bro
Yo they call him Tierstar
That means animal in German, animalstar right?
So we gon' give him animal bars
Because he looks like a fucking wombat
You guys know what a wombat?
Or a face morphed with some sorts of bobcat
And this exactly why I am avoiding contact
Because if you gave him four arms he looks like Goro from Mortal Kombat
Yo but his teeth are gaga so he is more like baraka
He is a [?]hater
That is why he has hässliche Zähne

He wants to diss me in Arabic and calls me words like Sharmoota
Then I diss you in Russian [?] сука
You think you just gonna bring me all the a way out on a flight to Germany
To try to murder me
Don't take the next rhyme personally
It is just a high perkily
I am gonna burn you alive certainly
Third degree fire you gonna feel it burn from inside
You are like herpes when you girlfriend pees
That was your first strike
Before the infernal heat
I through a person in the white [?] like the third Reich
You playing with fire like mercury
Son don't be a daredevil
If you too blind to see that you will die versus me
Than you need eye surgery
And that is why I said "Don't be a daredevil"
They get bars out here
They get bars out here
But this got ain't no meaning at the Comic Con
Your mama looks like an Iguanodon
Yo he is taking a picture right now because he is cheesy just like Parmesan
Standing over here: "Cheese"
I ain't playing with your squad at all
If I catch you guys eating sausage products on Ramadan
I am gonna call Saddam
Grabbing an atomic bomb and drop it on your fathers mom
While she drives her car along the autobahn
Oh no, Tierstar is going back to his gangster days
I think he got his eye on me
Watch out guys he is about to pull a knife on me
You ain't stabbing shit
You are in the backwards reversal
Now you became a geek it's like I am battling Urkel
Give it up fan, I will merc you
The toughest man in your circle is Angela Merkel
Try to rap for a thousands minutes
You are a disgrace
Fuck Tierstar, I am the biggest star in the place
I am like Super Mario
I jump up Whup Whup and punch star in his face
I am not playing Allah u akbar
I drop star, if I catch him rolling stone I am a rock star
I roll up and I rock star, pop star
Catching him on his block slipping like Madonna than pop star
Get a little close, star
Why you staying so far all the way in the north, star?
You shine a little but you got no spark
The star is too gassed up to go against the giant
You are just a dwarf star
Call me a black hole cause I fucking destroy star
I'm like a fucking supernova
I'ma say some shit that make you gonna explode star
I am like the [?] star
This is what you are asking for star
Talking about Piña Colada
Ich fick dich, Alter
Fucking bitch ass motherfucker, told ya fuck that shit

[Part 4: Tierstar]
That round was nice, shukran, habibi
But you are not Super Mario, You reminds me more of Luigi
It is time to go to sleep, time to go to bed
He said he is going call Saddam Hussein
He does not even know he is dead
So stop rapping angry
Every time you screaming and shit
Your head turns so fucking red you could get beef with the Crips
So don't hate on my accent so you are from LA
The shit is so fake
When even Arnold Schwarzenegger becomes Governor of your own state
Oh, I will be back
Man fuck how I sound
Everybody knows I am only used to do it in German
But you sound like a hate preacher on crack with a doo rag on the turban
But we got pretty much in common
I am the [?] girlfriend
He is from the west side of California
I am from the west side of Berlin
He grew up with a lot of blacks
I grew up with a lot of Arabs
But you know the difference?
After a couple of fights I earned their respect
He didn't
Just acting like a wigger on the street
His father smacked him at the bus stop
"Shou malek ya hmar? Enta mou aswad!"
Next year he changes whole style
You could see him dressed up in old Latino cloth
His father came back from the mosque
He was like:
What up, Pap? [?] barrio holmes
He smacked him again like:
"Majnoon [?] shou malek ya kelb? Enta mou Mexiki!"
He was just scared his son could join a gang
And ride the car for a drive-by
But all he did was dropping bombs from a flying carpet on grime time
And if you saw him screaming like that you might have thought he needs a therapist
But his battles a glamorous
That's is how he became fabulous
Just facing real shit like this he can't be competitive
Because his only message is: "Arabs are terrorists"
"Got a bomb in your back", yeah ...
Ain't this tragic?
Do you really think you drop classics?
When you always use the same shit as tactic
Saying he is a Islamic fanatic and bomb cars in the traffic
And every time innocent people get killed
Everybody is sad accept him
He acts retarted because he is so thankful for have a brand new subject for his next performance
Then he be practicing making fun of dead people
And it sounds so cruel
Creating calculated shock values to make the crowd goes uuuh
And he is feinding for the crowd reaction
Getting greedier and greedier
No matter how many Muslims are already getting blamed in the media
So let's be honest - real talk
Stay true and admit
Does the secret service or something pay you for the shit?
Or why you have always to act so fucking devilish?
You really need to stop promoting Arabs are terrorists
Cause this shit got nothing to do with the fucking heritage
So go keep on fooling Americans
If they don't understand but in Europe we do know the difference between Irac and Iran
Sunnis, Shias, Turks, Kurds
I do not want to waste my energy
It is just a shame to see how your country you grew up stole your identity
Sometimes he claims to be Armenian, sometimes Lebanese
Against Cassidy he became Palestinian you smoked too much hashish
Try to be a crack city ghetto star but still lives with his parents in suburbia
Takes trips to Canada and tells people over there he is the prince of Persia
What the fuck you know about Persia?
[???]
Don't pretend to be Iranian
Or we can change the rules for part three
Put your money where your mouth is
I bet ten grands I fuck you up in Farsi
Or Russian, or German what ever no matter, let's do it
Based on multicultural aspects I am way better than you Diz
My family only speaks Spanish and Russian
I should just cuss at that loser, like: [???], coño, cabron, [?] bendejo hijo de puta [?] that means Akhou sharmoota, akhou manyouka [?]
Go get your bazooka, Kurwa
This is from the west coast but it ain't about the Thug Life this pussy is not 2Pac
Fils de pute, bastardo, [???]
I smack you back to the beach because I don't talk about a fruit when I call you a peach
Man I am the reason Americans gonna celebrate Deutschrap like Superbowl
And believe me even them boys want to shoot a drone with a
Fucking joystick into your home
So next time do your research and don't avoid to use Google Chrome
Because this is 36 motherfucker, ja Kreuzberg du Hurensohn
All you do is classifying people
Hey hey, listen up, oskoot! ismaâ!
All you do is classifying people by nationality
But what would you say if I tell you I am not even German
I was born in Ukraine
He thinks: "We are Americans gangsters, we will shoot up some more"
Fuck what goes on on your block, in my homeland is war
You should know what it feels like
And turn from the right way you know
Because since Lebanon use bomb shelters as nightclubs
It's a really nice place to go
You can't get at me with that cheap ass strategy as stereotypes
I am the most international nigga you ever seen in your life
Straight from EG Equatorial Guinea
You do not know shit about my roots bitch
But I would never go out there and pretend to be something else like you did
Specially when they black
You know how he be hitting on groupies
I got Africans roots too girl, yeah I am from Tunis
No you are not, bitch
I know more about your own culture than you do
Only thing you know about Africa is hunger, jungle and Voodoo
And y'all think that humpty meth taker is on top and raps greater
I come up with mad flavor and if somebody else is test me I will bust the next hater
Just a sec later even as the chubby black ranger
I would be a fucking neck breaker
With the pride of an African Tribe and the mind of a Russian chess player
First it looked like I would be demolished by his policy
Now it feels more like Kasparov versus Ali G
And you still think you gonna be a superstar and rolling in Benz's
Guess you have to, since you are after this nice bitch who looks like a princess
And getting chased by paparazzi make you feel so excellent
But the royals gonna kill you in the tunnel and let it look like an accident
That's what happen when a crazy guy flies way to high
Until it is his time to say "Good bye"
Because you and your lady die
And he was not even her lover yet
What's up? You really thought I let this motherfucker body me?
Hell no, click clack boom [???] kol khara ya zalame

[Part 5: Dizaster]
You fucking stupid damn hater
Half the time you are like Slakalaka
And I am like: "Someone grab me a Google-Translater"
You said all I know about Africa is jungle and Voodoo
No, I know about Nigeria, Lagos [?]
How they speak [?], how they speak Arabi in Sudan
What you know, little bitch?
What you're trying to say, bitch?
I ain't come over here so I can battle with the United Nations
What the fuck is this shit?
He said that America stole my identity
How stupid is he?
You said "I am grew up speaking Spanish ¢£¤¥±¶ζ"
You sound more confused than me
What you mean? Tierstar
This guy is really funny
I thought he wasn't funny at all
But he looks like Drake
If he was dead broke and had no money at all
Just hold on we are going home
Looking ass motherfucker
He is trying to talk about all this race shit
That is mixed up this why mix is odd bra
Now you are speaking Spanish at home
What is your nickname? Esmeralda?
He is a stripper on stage his nickname is dipping salsa
I can't tell whether you are from Nicaragua or Sri Lanka
It all begins with his father
He used to live in Ghana
Use his bare hands to kill Mufasa
Then he felt in love with a bitch from Russia
Now he doesn't have to shoot with спирт cause he's equipped
Missile launcher
Yo his black side tells him that I miss Big Poppa
His Russian side tells him shut up and drink this vodka
Ey yo? You know what else this rhymes with again?
Ich fick dich, Alter
He used to live in Kenia to [???]
Yo what a confused little mixed child
Russian and German
And the shit starts to get wild
He is like listen
I will hit you from the fifth isle with Russian missile
Oh wait a minute I meant sieg heil
Fuck off, this is my friend by the way
And last time I came for Greg Pipe versus Damion Davis
He stayed on my dick
He was giving me so many compliments he was making me sick
Shit that I would not even say to a chick
Yo, I tried to get away from him quick
He followed me into the bathroom while I was taking a piss
He told me and what he had to say to me is this:
"Even if we are around a bunch of toilets right now
I just want to say you're the shit"
Cut it off, Bro
You fucking love me
Last time you always broke me rib cage when I have seen you me
Because of how hard you hug me
Now he does blog all that sudden like he wants to punch me
And get some Nazis to jump me
On the first time I saw him his only three words were:
"Do you smoke weed?" "I love you" and "Are you hungry?"
And I was thinking: "Damn, this is an awesome country"
Yo, you predicted you would battle me years ago
Tierstar is a fortuneteller
His mom is a homeless beggar
And when she asks for change she sounds like Arnold Schwarzenegger
[???] so I can get out of here
Give me the change so I can get out of here
In the middle of the street holding a cup wearing some torn up leather
If you give her a fucking Big Mac she opens the box like it is a golden treasure
Slurping
That's what your mother sounds like when she is eating
That shit is fucking over man
It was a freaking slaughter
Thanks for having me Germany
I did hit him with more punchline than the times he sips his water
Fucking Bitch
Once again: Ich fick dich, alter
And one more thing: Halt's Maul du Schwuchtel
Peace the fuck out

[Part 6: Tierstar]
Finale Ooohoo
But nothing like the old school
I wouldn't be here today if the old school did not pave the way
So let me show your how I be running that shit
When I take it back to the roots and it goes a little something like this
One for the treble, two for the base, ey yo Diz
I don't need to be both but put the t-t-terrorists bullshit on hold
It goes Bow how you like me now?
Yeah it is him versus me here in Germany
And I be Jack the ripper king Hercules
So kill that noise, kill that noise
Before I put this in the roaster
And you all gon' see this is over, this is over
Biddy Bye bye
Man you could get fucked worst
With no vaseline and condom on the cock
It's like fucking with Dre Day
Real motherfucking Gs gonna hit em up
Drop a gem on em
There is no hesitation to buck ya
A lot of rumors will be spreaded
Cause nobody knows who shot ya
And even if you get at me first and hit me quit fast
You get the second round knock out when the ripper strikes back
What's up let me spit my shit
You all heard me - No mercy
I beat him so bad, only one who takes over is me cause I ether that ass
Yeah I kill you tonight and dig your grave in the morning
Because I don't back down I put the nail in the coffin
You can now shine and cry [?] with your fucking fictional visions
I just wrote history in 16 bars cause I life this shit like a religion
I got that whole spirit in me, I mean all of it for life
Since Kool Herc broke the beat and Coke La Rock on the mic
I live the shit like a religion, saluting the dons
That is why I am freestyling five times a day towards the Bronx
Even though I'm from Germany and watching German battles are actually nice
But most of the time I feel like Grandmaster Caz listen to Rappers Delight
I live the shit like a religion because I been on the mic since I was a juvenile
All you should do is beat your back with the mic [?]style
Cause when you was in Lebanon I just started practicing verses
Right here in Berlin between orthodox mosques and catholic churches
And I didn't just scratch on the surface
I went deep and stand all the curses
As my holy shit started turning into an ancestors worship
Yeah when Eric Wright died I was mourning like Bone on Crossroads
He got him self a falafel and dreamed of boning porn hoes
Go keep on doing and do what you do
But you can't do it like me I was introduced to Hip Hop
By Public Enemy, 2Live Crew and Ice-T
His first impression of that was a cartoon
Rehearsing the verses of the rapping cat from Paula Abdul
Yeah back in the days he wasn't listening to the niggers from the CPT like Eazy E
No back then he was on some Khaled shit like "Didi, Didi..."
Although his mother used to wake him up with a temper
By yelling out the name of an NWA member
Three times without a beat she did it accapella
Wake up go to school Yella, Yella, Yella
You all want to know why all his older cousins always was giving him his [?]
He thought Makeveli was a Lebanese rapper and his name was 2Pac Shakur
Man I did my first shit before Pac and Big died
And even as a shorty I wasn't corny
His only interests was kuskus and hummus, [?], foul
And how to getting an orgy, oh bsahtine!
But the only orgy he got into was with Rabia, Hassan, [?]
My orgy sounds blasphemous because I did with Maria, Magda, Lina
And you better don't touch Lina, Magda or Maria
Cause I get a machete and chop of your forearm like in the sharia
Now you need a prosthesis
And if you want to get one better man up
He runs out desperately straight into the next second hand shop
When Big L died I did my first German stuff with Ben Salomo and kick that shit of
When Big Pun died I already stepped into the cipher in the early days of Rap am Mittwoch
He was not only confusing bitches with man
This time he got confused by chicken with ham
Don't deny that before you get caught up in contradictions again
Like versus Cassidy you got smacked down and you know it
First you admitted he was a start of it all
Last round you revoke it
Why you always have to act so fucking jealous and mad?
And can't even give him the respect for the classic he had?
And you know what?
Speaking of the Freeway - Cassidy match
Remember that line:
"Every verse you get pissed on like pregnancy test" ?
So since Greg Pipe used that same shit I got to ask you in this critical moment:
How does it feel if your biggest fan is biting your biggest opponent?
How Eminem would have felt
Think it would not be cool when Stan rip of all his posters and hang up some of Ja Rule's
But I don't want to talk about this whole nonsense I am through
Last time he had the nerve to claim I stole something from you
Although he want to be Dizaster like you want to be Eminem
And since I crushed both of you in front of this steady cam
I am about to be the fucking one with the master plan
So what else I should do? Running for President?
Look Bachir the god tier just got lost in the devils land
And for the shit you did you can't even beg god for a happy end
So don't act like a shaheed, you never walked through a terror camp
Been on the border to Pakistan or drop bombs in Afghanistan
So don't tell me you body bag every man
That makes you not a good veteran
You ain't no real moujahideen
You are a Hollywood Taliban
A Hollywood Taliban that just loves to act like he is about to blow up a bank with a tank
Soon as you get your ass kick for that you be crying:
"It's a prank, it's prank"
But this is not a prank and after the torture from this wicked man
You go to Guantanamo Bay and it feels like it's Disneyland man
This is animal rap from an African vet
Bring me anybody you want Jonny I bury the rest
Cause that faggot ass cats bragging in raps
That they are carrying gats
But for real but for real they don't want no beef just vegetarian snacks
On Total Slaughter we have seen you are very depressed
As if you caught your son wearing a dress and he wants to marry a fag
Oh that would be bad
Because they would be mad
No more patriotic feelings for your tat on your flesh
Because you are not worth to wear any Arabian flag
That's why I rip that Lebanese tree of your arm and stick it up your American ass
No mercy I got to send this jerk to nirvana
This is Tierstar the realest out of Germany holla
He got hurt in a drama and get murked with a lama
Because he is deserving the karma and that is what I really call a fucking murder of honor
And if got asked what I did when Dizaster died my answer will be thrilling
I battled him, got me shawarma and fucked the nicest bitch in the building
Cause I am still the battle king
I told you all I will be running this through
So who the fuck is Dizaster?
Cassidy I coming for you