Driver (LMD vs SONS R O S Diss)
Diss to Rydin Old Skool for a crew battle on HHA
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Story behind the song
I didn't want to do the whole battle thing it's played out I did that before I got serious...not to mention Rydin's my dawg...he made the beat for my diss on INC...but I guess that's the rules...Commercial beat this time...I chopped it up and fucked w/ it a lil bit but commercial for the most part...somethin new few have heard though some fresh shit
Lyrics
I never thought that I would get dragged into this again
This battle shit doesn’t make no sense
No fat pockets and no paid rent
Ya wanna get smashed though well okay then
I’ll fix your crooked teeth and kick your grill straight in
I’m mad cow disease and ya’ll askin for beef
U might be Rydin old school in the passenger seat
But I be drivin straight reclined &
25 in a 55 kiss my hind in
Hit the gas hit the wall now u Princess Dian
That’s senseless dyin
Your life’s in my hands
Realize who I am
I b a giant I b a Titan
U’m the snake I’m the Hype and I b strikin
Dis the equivilant of sparks to lightnin
So start your writin for your hearts excitement
Like the cap on a sprite u get thanks for tryin
Ya shanked and dyin
This ain’t TV boy there’s no survivin
See me on your street den u better be hidin
Sneaky snake motherfucker and u’mma sneak right in
Cuz u’m sneakin and I’m creepin while u sleepin my friend
U don’t want no ZZ’s u don’t want no sheep
I be that nightmare on elm street so don’t u sleep
Your car ain’t tricked out dawg that be yo bitch
Ain’t got no wires on your tires bitch that be ya lips
Hydroliks in these arms dawg I rapidly hit
With accurate fists take a bath in your piss
Cuz I’m the master at this
You’ll be Rydin Old Skool in a hurse after this
