Magneto wrote:battlecatmeowstab212 wrote:I think Saigon's SECOND dis track murks BOTH Budden disses BAR-FOR-BAR.
I'm not too invested in either camp, but can someone please, bar for bar, show me how Budden in any way shape or form won that?
And I don't think Sai thinks he lost that. Judging from that myspace message, I think he's attempting the humble "he did good, but that's because I brought out the best in him and I still beat his ass" thang-thang.
I leave my mark on you like it's one of ya features
Ask how I it feel to have Maino face
I'm way ahead man, this ain't no race
Stop playing, im the bomb with the pen
I'm more like a bomb with no pin
How the fuck is Saigon gonna win?
He a loss of interest
Talking bout my son is senseless
So I make sure the dude can't see, smell or hear
Can't touch, can't taste, now he defenseless
Cuz ain't a bullet in this world you can bench press
Speak Tahiri, ima speak Austin
The one that'll suck ya dick if you flossin
Game old bitch that everybody was tossin
The one that you literally begged for that abortion
So we both gone wild, see we both love hoes and that's just our style
But Sai if you think it's different my nigga you goin senile
I just kiss mine and yours is the mother of ya child
Shots peel at ya entourage
Nigga couldn't get a deal on Entourage
How is it harder to be me?
If I lose in real life? But you can't even win on TV
Please tell me why dude Just Blaze signed
Can't even get a bassline outta BASELINE
Look at the new kid sounding stupid
Nigga I made Just more money than you did
The nerve of the loser
Keep trying to hide weak ass bars behind the working producers
In the word of computers, is he M.I.A.
Cuz he been fell off like Yung Berg on the scooter
Couple red lights will ruin his whole stage show
And put him on my payroll
How he's a Yardfather when I'm dictating where the grave go?
Been years, he's taking L's still
Turtle couldn't help him, maybe a shell will
Don't look like a winner to me
Small meal to a pitchfork, you lookin like a dinner to me
Plus ya diss track sound like a beginner to me
Ya whole shine's like a dimmer to me
Fight who nigga?
You betta know how we get it in Jerz
Velcro his tongue, hope dude stick to his word
I'll pit you with the worse kind of men
Dudes who become everything they condemn
You'd think that jail learned him a lesson
Until he bragged bout everything he learned in jail
Nah, I don't think his struggle is lackin
He did a long bid, came home and had trouble adapting
Afraid of adulthood, has trouble relaxin
No choices, had to try his hustle at rapping
Here's a jewel, maybe you should put ya first disc out on Amazon
Before you go fronting when the camera on
Sai, you ain't brollic enough
Somebody better play third wheel and try to stop the fuck
Cuz I'll put it in 5th gear, like who he gonna threaten next?
Fill his whole body with metal, now he Weapon X
I can get going and going. If you think Saigon had better LYRICS you are LYING. No way around it. You are a god damn lie. It's not even close, lyrically.
