Monoxide - diss to bubba, after bubba got boo'ed off stage and pelted with objects at the gathering of juggalos in 2001. Bubba dissed Psychopathic on stage and claimed they "set him up".
Quit taking up shelf space homie and just pass the weed
And let the mainstream tell you when or when not to breathe.
Don't ever fucking diss me or my crew on our shit
Or we'll feed you to the same fucking pigs I see you playing with.
Come and get some
You really wannna get your front piece rattled
All over a rap battle
It's the fame game homie, and we don't play that
So if you diss me, I'ma find out where your folks stay at
To say that, sparks may fly, but we don't die
And on the twenty-first day of July
You got your eye full
Get the fuck off the stage and make way
Like the legendary hoe, here today, gone the next day
It ain't a setup, it's the truth and you can deal with it
All because you're sheltered by that Hollywood appeal shit
It makes me sick, I wanna vomit
Cause the only thing that matters about your album
Is that who else you got rapping on it.
BURN