Hook:
If u really my friend then hold me down
If u really support me then show me now
If u really can't stand me then let me know
If u really think u rap betta then go and flow
But if u keep bullshitin' me u gon' make a rapper blow
{Dizaster}Yo if u don't like Dizaster then let Dizaster know
But if u say da wrong shit u gon' make Dizaster blow
I'ma crazy white lyricist dat looks like Casper's clone
If it have 2 be known, I take shotz at criticz dat laugh at me long
"Dizaster u can't rap!",I keep blastin till they blasphamy gone
I happen 2 be strong, I got courage like Rosa Parks
My rage iz buildin great like Noah's Ark
at so-called friendz who need 2 be thrown 2 da sharks
Cuz' they judge me behind my back when they don't know me at heart
Why can't u be honest if u think I'm a fake Eminem speakin' ebonics
But I need 2 believe dat what u believe iz 4rm breathin dat chronic
If u need me 2 promise, I make sure whateva u seein' iz haunted
U hate da way I rap but reguardless I'm hardest and by farthest 4rm garbage
U can witness my carnage when I fuckin' rip out ya cartlidge
If u think u rap betta, how da fuck u get so retarded
Oh u livin large now, i don't think u can do dat 4rm apartments
I'ma do this rap shit whether or not u support me
I could do sumthin' else but when u ignorin' me
it forcez me 2 forcefully torch mcs
A.D. iz da clique dat I'm wit and if u spit
I'm a myth u just quik 2 get hit until u admit
I'm just sick wit thiz shit
{hook 2x}
If u really my friend then hold me down
If u really support me then show me now
If u really can't stand me then let me know
If u really think u rap betta then go and flow
But if u keep bullshitin' me u gon' make a rapper blow
{Quik] Punks grab yall bagz,Quik iz back wit a recap 2 extinguish ya'll grownin mean raps
And feedback?, u catz don't even need that
My jointz iz tight like stapled knee capz
You better flee back before I get angry and start trouble
My fist make great visions really see doubles
What planz do the media have plottin?
ur connected resources get banned and 4gotten
Who really on standardz got heart 2 battle me,unlock
ya jaw til DNA comes out and find pieces of gravel and applez-b
Yall aint even old enuff 2 be playin wit matches
Why u think the lyrical heat keeps us sprayin at patches
Theres no doubt tha bars we layin' detaches,
we spit like skulls & bones cuz tha poison be decayin our catches
We ancient warriors haterz re open tha tomb
so we gonna leave them wetted up like before birth when u soak in tha womb,
Then I'm gonna slice, take rope, and put a choke on the wound
I melt anything in my radius leavin smoke on da moon
I'm da muthafucka that deserves respect, thats why we rap about reality check
So I start my cut flowin when cordz were formin
Step back and make sure u know that the Lord iz swarmin
I bring hail to all mcs cuz when I swing my sword iz stormin
So react and respond wit respect,
cuz when this collab was put 2gether da bondwas correct
The scale of each song I disect,
verses and bars werent 2 long but direct
The wave is in this era and we tippin da scale
We eat all mcs in battle cuz sippin iz frail,
and when ya'll attack know dat wat u flippin will fail
{hook 2x}
If u really my friend then hold me down
If u really support me then show me now
If u really can't stand me then let me know
If u really think u rap betta then go and flow
But if u keep bullshitin' me u gon' make a rapper blow
