Asaad_king ft E-T-C Bmasterz dis...

[Asaad_king's verse]

 

ETC I gotchu bro.

 

You say I'm irrelevant, so I'm comin' up from the dead

And to make sure, if my last dis hasn't killed you, this one will cut off your head

Then, you can't try to get raps off the internet

Dude on your profile picture has dreads

But where is his hairline?

Keep testin' me, to reach your deadline

It's gon' be a lyric-crime

It's gon' be a verbal homicide

All the positive thoughts aside

Don't you run, take a hold of you, smack you upside

Until I feel satisfied

That you've died

I like to drop bitches physically

I like to destroy bitches lyrically

Cut their head of verbally

Outsmart you nigga, easily

I'll overcome you, mentally

I know life's a bitch, because I made her leave niggas

Fire blaze, Burnin' in my eyes, Can't go back to my old ways

Built it up in the cold days, now releasing it, feelin' better in the quality raise

They say I can't do shit, but now they amazed

You niggas that talk to the cops, rats

These bars are undefeated my friend

I hope you can comprehend, when I present

Would you really know what I meant?

Make your hoe pregnant, anyways, you are a peasant

Stop getting your lines from google, Could you once be independent?

I don't believe in a pen, just give me some weed in a tin

These bullets eat off of your skin

I won't even stumble

so I keep my straps on double

And so I won't let any of my raps be mumble

My team is loyal and humble, arms on our shoulders, we'd like you to try and join in this huddle

But you wouldn't survive, Think if it was worth-it

Look at my status, I always win, and that's forever gonna repeat

I'm rappin' too good, you'll need an antartica to handle my heat

You are about to earn your 7th defeat, my raps are elite

after this, it's gon' be hard to compete

Beef with me, you'll be the dead meat

I don't even cheat, I just make you bleed

I know what I need, so I proceed

I understand I burned you already, but ETC and I here, to make it happen twice

This time you're reaching hell, you thought paradise?

I'm done with my verse, I already burned the whole universe

 

[E-T-C's Verse]

Eh, bout to kick this track With the king, my bars are funkey, they make you Dance just like swing

"i am a lord so i am far superior oh shit wait, that means that i am inferior"

i am a god, my flow is clean living the dream making Your head nod, i might be on some pot, yo girl be blowing me, Yeah keep going til you hit the spot

they Call you Bmaster cuz you always be bitching, lyrical ability is something that you`re missing

the king is someone that you should not be dissing right now i`m just pissing

and you dont want me taking a shit, you just be faking please just fucking quit

man you need an ambulance quick, facts is the only thing that i spit

man you a snake like dax, i will kill you and other wack as bitches, man you aint hot like wax

oh snap a shot was fired but i aint a cop, could you please just quit hip-hop?

you say kings rhymes are simple while Yours are sinful, Your rhymes are dull, take a hammer crack open Your skull

salty as rapper you aint a gangster, you`re crippled its like you have cancer

go for the neck like a raptor, should i just rap or, should i go ham like a monster?

man you got to get a docter cuz Your brain is wack, man Your shit is so bad just pour it Down the drain, Your head is cracked

man i am funky like snoop dogg, you just got pimp slapp`d

this to easy, you one of them wack as rappers on rappad

apparently its such a big deal for me to Write "really" wrong, man you aint scary,

but i am when you see me in yo nightmares, you can Call me Freddy, krueger

man i am a shooter you aint a hooper, you just a loser Enter-The-Classroom, i am Your tutor

your rhymes are nursery, you better get used to me, i am killing you so gracefully, its like its a surgery

but enough of me we just fucked you up G