Dylan and Trev Rideau Diss

listen all friends, enemies and critics and all

this rap is a lesson for anyone who wants to,

lessen my skill' credibility and wishes i fall

who don't know shit about the time i spend,

to get the best out of myself. sell bricks to earn nicks

hoping that someday my life's nickel will flip.. it will

along with the hundred different tasks

from college that i have to submit

had to be hella tactical to keep in balance

and ascend the statistics of everything

and as far as rap is concerned,

if you're just being a dick and you can't admit

that the words i spit are actually lit

shit gets too hot for some pricks to sip,

to them pussies i am givin' my dick

they can suck it and I'll fuck 'em in they clits

with these bars basic when the beat hits,

and you pay attention to this shit

and don't sleep on it.. it Will spite impact

"will i make it or have i already made it?"

i said,' yes' and 'soon' to both them questions

yesterday when i left my dorm to get some gear

and bring the bacon home instead of turning my back on it

you hope to make some tomorrow, i say 'i made it' every night,

then i roll a blunt and smoke some indo

open windows for the smoke to exit

and fly off before them pigs hit the streets

all i'm trying to say is;

your opinion ain't mean no shit to me

if they're lacking on logic

and smells like flesh on flames cuz you're sitting on it,

cuz you're jealous and can't stand it,

or you can't understand the dynamics of it

cuz you high on some shit, or you become a Stan of it

but its hard for you to swallow and admit

damn, i hate to drop names but

I'm an artist and I'm sensitive about my shit

Dylan and Rideau, I'm feeling sorry

for what guys gonna get, i am feeling sorrow for it

everybody pin your eyes,

shit's about to get lit and out of control

two assholes i POKE 'EM ON tip of a stick,

my thoughts are fractious, if you provoke em

they'll spit on your faces with Charcoal

you both are hoes i am fucking you up with-

this verse, is like a six inches dick tenfold

you thought you'll troll my rap,

scroll down and i won't know..?

bitch you put yourselves on Deathrow,

I'm coming for you throats

choke you until your heart' stop and your veins turn cold

Dylan i will get your bitch and make her lay low

on my dick, and put Rideau's on hold

i suck em both and turn their insides hollow

then wash em with Ethanol,

so when you come to get em

you'll find their ashes on the stove

if you want smoke, i can take ya both on my own all alone

told you not to go too....

aight, fuck it. I'm done.