King of the Dot – Dizaster vs. Family Man Hays

King of the Dot – Dizaster vs. Family Man Hays Lyrics

Artist: King of the Dot
Song: Dizaster vs. Family Man Hays

Welcome to my scene
We don’t give a sh#t about your invisible infrared nine beam
If you wanna win
You gon’ need intricate lines intertwined with infinite rhyme schemes

’cause you do one liners, and i paint pictures
So today, you gon’ learn how to appreciate those type things
So for now, i’m advising one of my pupils to add visine
It’s clear from what i seen

All that gang talk’ll get blood shot over here
And i’m just tryna shed light on this blind themes
I’m giving you a picture you can visualize
’cause when i schemе, it’s like sightseeing

You could literally close your еyes and still be able to visit the crime scene
And watch me bring it all to life so y’all
Can watch it live on a widescreen
And that’s just the first and the third, i show you why i’m king, yeah

You fell off like dog the bounty
Your heart hasn’t been in this art since you lost your grounding
For the past couple years you’ve had a hole in your chest
’til you got a hold of direct

And he put the battery in it for you like robert downey
It’s false confidence, that’s why he’s always shouting
One punch and he’ll no longer wanna come around here like ronda rousey
And you ain’t even in a position to talk

When i’m the one who’s giving you the shot like dr. fauci?
An all star, an all star
Frak’s career couldn’t spark without me
So once again i gotta set another star on fire like aleister crowley

Mask off, mask off when i pop you like a jabberwocky
Walk around with a long stick on me like ronald isley, i
Turn your top into a lemon like a long island iced tea
Dawg, if i could be anybody, if i could be anybody i’d be like clark kent probably

’cause even if i woulda gave y’all a head start on me
I woulda still came through and caught the body
Makes no difference which one of y’all they toss me
’cause what’s the difference between a clone and a carbon copy?

Even back in gt, the whole scene was all ours
I had to work hard for my status
Your best friend’s on the league so you constantly got showered
With high profile battles you never deserved

’cause you never put in those long hours
How you get rx, dna, jc out ’em?
That’s why the bullpen battle just watch as they got sour
Watching you get watered down as you got watered all the time like john john’s little pot flower

Look, i don’t mean to be all science based
But you remind me of a black hole
’cause in this time and space
Just to stay alive you have to leech off other people’s starpower

So how you at the top of the chart
When john john literally had to turn garbage into a work of art
Like the watts tower?
So before you, so before you

So before you attempt to call time on the best of all time
Just know you on the left side and the west is all mine
Where you can even get your pop smoked if you don’t learn how to address me online
Seven minute rounds is something we gotta deal with

They’ll let you freestyle for five minutes ‘fore you even get into your real sh#t
You got judges to cheat for you? i brought my own judge
Let you get in front of me now, baow, {?} {4:56}
{?} every last one of these rounds ain’t saving you

You ain’t even gotta leave cali, they came to you
They just bringing you fifty, they eminem, dr. dre-ing you
They go on ’bout you
They don’t see no wrong ’bout you

But i do, and i’ll smack the soul khan out you
You extra real, you robbed thesaurus
Robbed frak, that reckless feel
Robbed thesaurus, that reckless feel when i’m here

And you ain’t good with color, n#gg#, you pleasantville
I catch you where your uber and cad’ meet
In the hookah i blast heat, the tip plastic
He don’t even know what he had, sheesh

You, you a real gangsta
You get active when it’s real beef, err
You not a real gangsta, you get active when it’s real beef
So play me, i’m clappin’

This .80’ll nap him
I put him in the ground so deep he can’t even radio active
You m#th*rf#ck*rs in customer service, this kill my high
“i totally understand your frustration”, b#tch, why my bill so high?

That’s word to allah
I choke him with his prayer rug and smother him
I wanna learn the word of allah
So i muzzled him, it’s suicide

Double doors, b#tch, i
Bust in those, sl#t walk
Bunch of hoes, i bust on your mom forehead
I hit the motherload

I’m all insane
You swing, i swing back
You ball in pain, get stomped out
Shoes around the neck like love don’t cost a thing

I was at the crib, on the couch, wild comfy
Married with children, hands on the waist like al bundy
And y’all pay me for this?
Got me out here with the heater spittin’

Family guy with my nuts on your b#tch chin like peter griffin
I watched you, diz
I used to be wowed, amazed and then i realized
All your rounds sound the same

You know what rhymes with family man?
I don’t know, avocado the cameraman
Smoke ’em like amsterdam
Give your b#tch the raw smackdown like vince and ed mcmahon

Then he get serious
I got a, i got a long twelve inch
Samurai sword from afghanistan
Cipher the womb like a, man, f#ck outta here

Your multis bro, cold as a icebox
You even got lush to laugh at your corny jokes to cover your dry spots
You start with a freestyle
Something about a stupid appearance, the sh#t

Not even funny but they usually cheer it
Razorblade to my wife and kids, something super sad#stic
You say f#ck me, i say f#ck you then you get super offended
Rusty katana blade, i use it against him

Move it and spin it, removing his gallbladder
Hula hoop his appendix
f#ck this guy, f#ck this rhyme
f#ck lush, m#th*rf#ck*r wanna cut my time

We got another homeless artist
Who wants to get voted into the kotd oval office
I pull up, unload and reload the cartridge
Twin desert eagles, leave exploding targets

I hit you with two metal birds like nostradamus
b#tch, i got the fire on deck like keyser soze
Except this ain’t no disguise or roleplay
I don’t give a f#ck what the online vote say

As long as the four judges love me like oj
I’m going to the final
I’m going to the final four, this just v#gina foreplay
I’m battlin’ the guy that can’t decide his own name

Is he syahboy or hays?
Is he from atlanta or is the guy new york based?
He don’t got a concrete name
Or a solid place he can regard as his home state

If there was a logo to capture your core essence
It would be a confused looking little retarded charron face
Yo, me and your girl started a black business together
And we went in on a partnership

She let me in on the stocks ’cause she ain’t know i was with hamas and sh#t
You said all the arab sh#t, you think i wasn’t gonna rebuttal?
Well, stop this sh#t when i show up to the, to the showdown
Shut down the barbecue pit

Then offered her the shishkebab and the falafel fish
That’s code words for big balls and dick
Then i’ll put a hijab on your b#tch
And grab your little precious chocolate chip

And make her shave it into a gaza strip
You gotta admit, you gotta admit
Changing your name was some stupid sh#t
’cause you lost your viewership too quick

All the newer kids on the youtube vids are like “who is this?”
This guy assassinated his own character ’cause he plateaued and couldn’t come up with new sh#t
You got bodied based on your own blueprint
So coming up with name flips for syahboy is useless

’cause nobody on earth could disrespect that b#tch #ss clown as hard as you did
So miss me with the tough talk, p#ss#
You ain’t gonna do sh#t
If you got the sweeper on you

It’s ’cause your wife gave you the broomstick and told you to go clean your room, b#tch
Yo, you want my advice? go back to your family life
’cause i done seen some cold sh#t
Yeah, i done been f#cked over so much in this business

I had to book my own sponsors and find my own sh#t
Even my closest folks turned to clouds of smoke when there was no chips
I’ve been alone on this road trip
My home is a ghost ship

Coastin’ through the cold drifts
The waves crash, the boat flips
You in the water with nothing to float with
I survived off my core strength

These are the cards i was dealt
But i never called for no help
I just shuffled through the whole deck and stood there all by myself
And held down the whole ship and he knows this

Long nights turned to cold sweats
I paid a large price for some low checks
Is that right? oh yes, it’s a hard life
It equals more stress, see, my life would mean your death

Heavy is the head that wears the crown
So if i took it off and let you wear it now
The string from it weighing you down would’ve broke your whole neck
I’m grotesque, get your oil checked like opec

I open up your forehead and pull your third eye out like hotep
Grab his face and do him like akhenaten
That means you’ll get your skull stretched
Every time you do this tough guy sh#t i think it’s silly sh#t

’cause you got in a fight with daylight
And lost to a n#gg# that sucked diddy’s dick
We don’t hate you, dawg, we hate you, fraud
How you punch the biggest bully in battle rap and n#gg#s still think you soft?

I mean, you roll with gangstas, but, but that ain’t you, dawg
How you look like vlade divac and still wouldn’t take no charge?
Now you want smoke with me? baow, i brought smoke for free
The body drop, i sweep the floor

Shit, i’m ocd, i don’t play like that
You not from the ash, straight like that
You bully frak, but why you ain’t do pat stay like that?
Shit, i’m small too

But this chopper get you spent backwards
The clip longer than a twitch password
This is recklessness, negligence
Bullets through the body when the weapon spit

And watch his soul pass over when they exit diz
Welcome to the south, b#tch
You talk but you ain’t ’bout, sh#t
Big chopper, butt pokin’ like, “uh, you like my outfit?”

You gon’ need active
Better grab him when the shots gon’ fly
’cause if you don’t, it’s sean connery, that bond gon’ die
I don’t get it, bruh

You be out here actin’ all super tough
But you’re the first gangster i seen that go to supercuts
You no outlaw, you a schoolboy in a mad city
I hops in in war with any corrupt n#gg# wanna clash with me

The mac-10 {?} {11:20} now he layin’ there convinced
Stapled up with the blue face, i’m bugged out
I’ll find your little muslim wife, she gettin’ thugged out
I remove her veil and bust in her lip, she got a yuck mouth

Bachir, bachir
What has come of you?
I’m here to humble you, punish you, pummel you
Twist your head, rapunzel you

The view gon’ be nice, sweet, we at the w
I shoulda brought some flip-flops, n#gg#, i’m so comfortable
Do i trouble you ’cause you ground level, i hover you?
Lost to cassidy now mr. chicken get rough with you

I don’t wanna offend you, n#gg#
You just can’t be an official n#gg# pickin’ fights with o’fficial, n#gg#
It was the math punch for me, i seen way too much wrong
You hit the n#gg# like this

The f#ck is you, {?} {11:59}
I seen way too much palm
You fire, dawg, but you can’t hit n#gg#s with fireballs
Y’all done gave money to the wrong n#gg# like wire fraud

This a bad day, this a bad day
Better duck when the gat spray
Or they’re replacing your head
Like you got traded on draft day

We in cali, you see how far i’ve traveled?
Only dizaster i’d ever seen was hurricane katrina in your arcane battle
Who put you in harm’s way?
{?} {12:28}, this arm spray

Y’all just throwin’ p#ss# at marcus like strange
Machine wavin’ like a greet with conway
I blew rounds like a tweet from kanye
The harder you swim the harder it gets

Sounding off the alarm to an ominous threat
You can hear the calls to your death coming the closer to the object you get
I’ll probably be the first battle rapper to catch a body based on the doppler effect
Aw man, none of y’all get that

Aw man, you better watch what he says like autocorrect
This ain’t a bar fest, this a live cognitive test
Between someone they been callin’ the best
And a pet bird in a cage, direct and brought to the west on the plane

’cause on his own he couldn’t take off from his nest
He’s like nuh-uh
I don’t director john john help
I know who i am, i ain’t lost

I just don’t know what to call myself
See, this is why changing your name ain’t cool
’cause it causes a butterfly effect in everything you do
And in a way changing your name also changed what made you you

You, you were one of us
Then you became the same predictable dude
With that outdated formulaic style that you use
And people act surprised when someone comes out with it too

He adds a little rhythm to it and everyone’s like, “wow, this sounds like it’s new”
But it’s not, it’s the same old predictable style
The only thing that sounds more ridiculous than this now
Is the people that have seen me run through millions of these clowns

And still expect the result between us to be different somehow
He’s been in this for twenty years
And he hasn’t figured it out
He left ’cause he wasn’t making a name for himself

So changing his name didn’t help
’cause he wasn’t making sh#t back then and he still ain’t making sh#t now
You little bow wow in the back of a limousine
’cause you lettin’ grown men dick you around

I’m old school
Meth, tical, the year two thou’
Big bmg, big fifty cal
Shaolin ninja bow, finish him

Get scissor gouged and disemboweled, i
Kangaroo slit you then give you a little pouch
So you can hold your intestines in when they come out
Man, you had the guts to face me

Now you get to see them spill on the ground, spill on the ground
Have your organs on the floor spinnin’ around like the young christopher brown
This is it, either you swim or you drown
’cause unlike me you need the fifty thou’

’cause you everything you did in the past didn’t amount to sh#t
But an insufficient account and john john’s dick in your mouth
So after this, you ain’ gettin’ nada
’cause you up against the intercontinental ballistic missile droppa

Yes, i’m an electrician also, but
I don’t fix sh#t, b#tch, i’m blanca
I’ll put one in her pink, two in her stink
I really give your b#tch the shocka

You can eat sh#t and drink lava
You here ’cause things didn’t pan out
After you done seen more handouts than e. honda
You went on smack one time, then he blocked ya

Like ibaka, hold on
Hold on, hold on, stop me, ayo
You done seen more handouts than e. honda
You went on smack one time, then he blocked ya like ibaka

{?} {15:17}, inshallah
{?} teeth off a weak #ss son of a b#tch
But i can’t eat off a {?}
I need me a real shotta, he’s just an impostor

Like informer tryna be rasta, b#tch
I had it, y’all, i’m snappin’ off
It’s time he feel the wrath of god
I’m a bull, wear your flag

I’ll leave your brains on a matted door, i’m mad at y’all
Ratin’ me low in all these categories
When i look in the mirror i see dope like a capricorn
I’m not a 8 mile rapper, i’m an .8 cal clapper

Catch a round like ben swayze, and then break down after
You told danny myers you keep it crippin’ in your circle
How is that legal?
Crippin’ is for the community

n#gg#, you racist against black people
I seen your battles, it’s n#gg# this and n#gg# that
You be lettin’ it fly
I’m more upset with these n#gg#s that be lettin’ you slide

You not a watts n#gg#, you not a compton n#gg#
No nickerson garden, you just a foreign clown
{?} {16:14} sneakers the closest you been to jordan downs
If you punched me in this battle, i’d be really upset now

Well, even to the fans on twitch, it ain’t even a letdown
’cause you’ll still win, a bullet
And even advance to the next round
You too, you too emotional

Focus dude, that’s when your blade close, it open
Slice your neck, pokin’ through
He ain’t speak, he can’t speak, he antisocial
I was coastin’ through hopin’

I think you’re roped into this focus group as another n#gg# smokin’ you
But he still gon’ vote for you
They gave you six battles in california
This sh#t easy as sh#t

They even bringing you grapes, n#gg#, lebron ain’t got treatment like this
I empty a magazine in your forehead and squeeze it in your mind
’cause gotti said when it’s real you can see it in his eyes
You get why they sent for me

I put a clip in your memory
Headshot in a car or head blew on stage
Get the john or the emerson kennedy
So you the n#gg# that made bodied?

That’s some picasso sh#t
I tried to watch it but i got bodied tryna watch yo’ sh#t
I searched netflix, like, damn, they got yo’ shit?
I searched amazon and hulu, like, damn, did they block yo’ shit?

They put your movie on youtube for two dollars to cop yo’ sh#t
They sellin’ yo’ sh#ts like mixtapes, bro
You gotta stop that sh#t
Eminem probably relapsed when he dropped yo sh— ayy, ayy

I’m strapped with it
I start clappin’ him here, headshot
You’ll be deader than your acting career, n#gg#
You got the characteristics of a police officer

It ain’t even a joke
You racist towards all minority groups and hate black n#gg#s the most
You got mental health issues, bulletproof vest
I’m just checkin’ the truth, you a f#ckboy

That like guns that’s protected by blue? i—
You ain’t no cop, {?} {17:50}
’cause it’s clear that you frontin’, you a f#ckin’ pig
Ayy, marv, i’ma need your black mirror or something, n#gg#
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Release Year: 2021