Dizaster vs Big T King of the Dot (Ft. Big T (Battle Rapper) & Dizaster)

[Round 1: Big T]
See if Math woulda hit you, he brainless
But since you hit him, he famous
It’s cool that’s why I see
I said I wouldn’t come to Cali and join the crew, I lied
I wouldn’t be Blood or Crip though, I’d be part of the Boo Ya Tribe
Boo Ya! Boo Ya! Who outside?
Lush like “are you alright?” I shoot him too… braah braah
I don’t give a fuck who mom cries
Suit black ties, pin stripes, two black ties
Married to players in the game like Joe Dumas wives
Wait, wait that was a reach, I said that cause Joe Dumas rhyme
But you know what else rhyme with Joe Dumars rhyme
Um, I don’t know
You punch Math Hoffa at King Of The Dot and got you dumb ass fined
I came to check this pussy but they don’t make a douche that size
Deuce deuce backside, doo doo doo doo doosh that side
See how he got more famous off a punch then he got
See we watched and rewatched and gee shocked us
Cause we watched like a G shock
I ain’t gon lie, you my man Diz' but it wasn’t a clean pop
I didn’t know if it was King of The Dot or happy hour
Cause you kept sending 'em cheap shots
I prepared minute rounds, but I’m saying this now
You put ya hands on him wild and all ya boys was just standing around?
Like man y’all couldn’t stomp him out you had the man on the ground
Universal Soul Circus cause they make up yo niggas to be looking like clowns
[?] so ass the last round
It was like you fell off in the ring, Manny Pacquiao
You was like a class clown
That studied hard and suddenly tried to pass now
You took ya best swing at it, but you still quite couldn’t quite get Math down
Big face Arabic terrorist, what a big waste pop
At the King Of The Dot got docked, what a mistake
Man y’all shoulda seen the look on his face
Ain’t no need for the doo doo emoji, cause that’s a shit face
I ain’t playing, this nigga talking bout fighting, 8 hands
Nigga go King Of The Dot and a plan
A nigga put up hands on me he a dead man
I’m sweeping up all those off the stage like the sandman
QUIET!