Rone vs. Caustic (2010)

[Round 1: Rone] They say he's like me if ahh, I played Zelda a lot more Would masturbate to anime and not watch sports Lived off Red Bull, Redman, Pop Tarts, popcorn Watched porn, made a sandwich, got bored sooo watched porn If I was ugly and trifle, run from a fight, had none of my height Oh wait, thank God, we're nothing alike So I'm rolling down the street in a Jeep with my peeps The car goes "beep" and we all yell "freak!" Yo, you're the type I'm fucking with For the fucking fun of it You can try to say your jokes but I will just have none of it Geek, loser, crystal meth abuser Kansas City fitted is what I use to wipe my pooper Yo, and that nose looks pretty hooked if you take a look at that Shit I bet it buys you hookers whenever your puss is waxed Shit I bet it writes your hooks whenever you book a track I said, "Hook him in his nose" but I know I'd hook me back Yo, y'all threw Daniel in the Lion's Den and now your Daniel's done Thinking Caustic is a Karate Kid well get your Daniel son'd And if you know your bowl of history there's no way around it Cause dude loogied on you afterwards and you just stood astounded So I can rest assured that if I am surrounded I can fucking spit on you and you won't do shit about it [Round 1: Caustic] Yo, fuck the jokes for a second Y'all wanna hear some shit that's actually true? Your boy Adam Farone went to St. Josephs Prep, that's an all boys Catholic school Now, that's a pretty good indication why in the streets you aren't seen You weren't built to do wrong things Except for that one time your high school prom had two prom kings Now, we all know what those priests did and I think Rone's got some secrets I mean, while you were holding rosary beads while stroking a penis did you feel any closer to Jesus? You're abstinent by choice Any time a bitch tries to give this guy love He hits her with a Christian side hug And a t-shirt that says "Friendship is my drug" Yo, you can try to ball your fists but I'm marvelous Living proof that God exists It's not my fault your parents believed in retarded shit Your family car has a Darwin fish So who the fuck is speeding up the beat of your drum? You keep rapping that fast you're gonna start bleeding from gums Either this freak is on speed and unbelievably spun Or the resurrection of Jesus come and he's speaking in tongues Yo, so don't trip Adam, one day the right rapper show is gonna call you back Until then kid, I'll catch you in the next round Hallelujah holler back [Round 2: Rone] Yo, you can't bolt past Usain Bolt Think of your kids Caustic You gon' Rodan the Roman? You're just a kid Caustic G.O.A.T., you're a kid Caustic I Casper wack rappers, you've never seen Kids Caustic? Yo, you made up that sick name which is just fine to do Thinking I'm autistic, but cool, I'll just combine the two But I'm dissing you motherfucker, be smart listen He said, "What? I thought you just called me 'artistic?" No, I'm calling you mildly retarded dawg Ayo, you got a wop for a wifey, well my plans for her are pretty big I'll bring her back to my lab and experiment on the guinea pig Or I'll hacky sack in half with an ax yes Pain is involved but you can't get mad at that, ask Sat, I'm just breaking your balls I'll smash his ass with Reggie Jackson's bat to deep home stands When that sweet oak lands you're in east Oakland Yo, you moved to Jersey for the Shore You measly, weak fuck Trying to beat me up The way he beats the beat up Well I hope your blow out blows out and your bicep pops And on your way to go tanning you get shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, shot [Round 2: Caustic] None of these Youtube haters say that comedy's repetitive But all my opponents got for me is nose jokes and awkward comparisons I don't think you faggots will be happy 'til I'm stocking your relatives Not that it's relative but your sister's name is Stephanie Ferrone And goes to school in Baltimore Maryland She's a physics major with a minor in French and religious studies And she looks exactly like this guy so I guarantee that bitch is ugly Come on Bobby Bushay, with all the beer pong that you play You probably say that college is great But after you polish a keg and some ganja is blazed You can't walk on your legs like Macauley Culkin in Saved Yo, be lost in a haze, bragging about how many shots of Vodka you take And probably get raped after you vomit and prayed You don't wake up the following day with dicks drawn on your face Bitch, I've been waiting for you to start a problem all night Who would want to not fight someone who talks like Walter Cronkite? Yo, you wanna debate with words? Okay, but you're too squeamish The way that you use English sounds like you're related to Newt Gingrich Yo, I will burn down any radio station that puts your music on And how fucking dare you come to this battle dressed up like Olivia Newton John? Let's get physical! [Round 3: Rone] Yo, I'll out write you, then out white you You don't want to mess with me We can take it to the b-ball courts and see who's better fundamentally Yo, from John Mayer to lawn care, I look better in a sweater Having tools, grammar rules Politically correct answers, wittier dinner banter Yo, propane igniting and creative writing Hiking, biking, pretty much any white thing Yo, I'm the Don like Quixote You're the don at Chipotle Rotisserie wrist, watch the middle finger rotate Champagne, fruit of Rozay No say No way All I know is your nose will be okay for crochet Yo, and I'm trying to do my best but look at what I'm comparing with Cause he'll just yell "AIDS" and his camps like "THAT'S FUCKING HILARIOUS!" Yo, but karma's a harsh mistress, so watch what you say bitch Cause I hear Fate's gay and a rapist, likes beards and has Aids dick So check the soundbites duke cause it's downright true I agree, Rap's A Joke, cause of clowns like you [Round 3: Caustic] This ain't the 80's jerk What the fuck? Peter Brady came to bang his turf That was a pretty crazy verse considering it just came out of Brainy Smurf So don't front like your midterms don't have you pressured and stressed Your life ain't been shit but pencils and desk and professors and tests You and the rest of your friends bring desperate attempts To get on MTV as a guest You look like one of those contestants on Next to get sent back to the bus in the first seven seconds or less Front like you ain't a wop bitch You'll get wrapped in the plastic from your mother's furniture I'm a professional cold blooded murder You're a professional Bone Thugs interpreter And I'm gonna miss everybody Who the fuck told you was illy? That's silly Shit got you really amped I was a little gassed myself, I thought I was gonna get a Philly cat You ain't Philly bitch [?] three dollars in Gilead You more Vinnie Paz than Cassidy Fuck, even Freeway is feeling that Yo, I got peas on my mind like I'm sporting a Philly's cap You couldn't show me your city's trap if I showed you a Philly map So faggots like Rone and ZM are supposed to bring Philly back In the Bay we burn Swishers pack, who gives the fuck about your Philly raps/wraps?