WYD RECORDS established in 1996. Nutso the CEO and K-Oz the President have put together some of the best acts in CA and released numerous CDs through their undergound label.
ORIGINAL VERSION, 2nd Verse not in Actual Audio
Dissed
Verse 1
Its a battle for ages
Set on stages
With mics and words
Ready to engage it
Calling names and putting you in places
From Nutso, to Esco, one hit cats
Turned rich then let go
Made up emcees for the public to absorb
As soon as fame goes
So does the record label
Umbilical cord
Dancer turned Gangster
Heard your shit
Caught fake bitch cancer
Coconuts is my style
With a screw loose
Your style tightly clamped down
So we don’t no the truth
5 mics in the source
what did you do?
Dissing everyone
Not missing anyone
To the greats
Dead in crates
To the so called fakes
Materialize your lives
With cars, rappers turned movie stars
I lift spirits out of souls
That spit like two dollar whores
slapping bitches causing eye soars
The 11th Commandment states
Only great emcee’s
Will make your ear’s bleed
Verbal messages the exceed
the true meaning of greed
My lyrical content
Will leave you with tooth decay
They’ll need dental records to recognize your remains
My minds un-balanced
Like Princess Diana’s Spirit lost in palace
Mind Frame is in a state of mind
That you wouldn’t understand
I embezzle your style
Make it come off tight enough
To fuck with your brain
My powers ignite
Every time I see a mic
Lyrical bounds that crush
You like 2000 pounds
1 ton of enraged sounds
When you hear it
It’ll collapse your chest to your back
Crushing your spine
Breaking your neck
Dislocating your mind
Brain wash with telekinetic energy
Breaking you down mentally
Killing off all my enemies
Diss, Dismiss, one hit
Pack up and split
Going around town saying
“I’m the shit”
Radio play gets you called gay
Faggot homo that’s a homophobe
Hypercrit son of a bitch
Raps about hoe’s
Married to a groupie that’s at home by the phone
Jerking off all alone
In a hotel room to your wife on the phone
Your thuggish in the video
In person excepting awards
Your as nice as the backdoor boys
Fake image with fake lyrics
Ghost writers work hard so you can live it
I’m dissing because I’m a hater
Why hide it
You’re the one that bought it
So enjoy this spit
