Joe Budden vs. Saigon Latest Update: “Saigon – Pushing Buddens” (ZSHARES + LYRICS)
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I’m gonna keep this post updated with the latest from the Joe Budden vs. Saigon beef. These 2 started having problems a little over a year ago when Budden spit the line “Soon as the wife gone, she jump on the python, they ain’t know I’m out to hit and run like Saigon“. He was referencing a video of Saigon running off stage after he punched Prodigy from Mobb Deep in the face. The line was not intended as a diss to Saigon, but shortly after, he released a video claiming he was going to smack the earth, wind, and fire out of Joe Budden for talking about him disrespectfully. Nothing really happened after that except for them talking about each other when interviewers would ask questions about their beef. Until now….
JOE BUDDEN VS SAIGON BREAKDOWN
Joe Budden – Letter To Saigon
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VIDEO INTERVIEW: Saigon speaks on the Joe Budden diss, saying he will respond, and that he is also gonna beat Joe Budden up on sight.
AUDIO INTERVIEW: Joe Budden on the radio with Angela Yee, speaks on the Saigon Video
SAIGON DISS RESPONSE: “Underachiever” on ZSHARE
JOE BUDDEN DISS RESPONSE (RD 2): “PAIN IN HIS LIFE” on ZSHARE
SAIGON RESPONDS (RD 2): Pushing Buddens on ZSHARE (LYRICS)
Joe Budden posts on his site, after hearing the diss..
i like it
its good enuff 4 a response
Letter To Saigon CDQ (CLEAN) ZSHARE
Joe Budden – Letter To Saigon (Diss) Lyrics:
Who knew when he was introduced to the world by Webb
He’d be the greatest rapper in the world wide web
I mean assholes, opinions are like assholes
I’m past those so you could tell the world I said
Learn from Kanye about Common Sense
Make G.O.O.D. Music gotta face the Consequence
They want me to reach for mine while the seats reclined
How dumb would that be when I aint even reached my prime
Speak my mind a nigga start feelin a way
Speak what I feel it aint my fault they feel what I say
Seem like in every interview niggas wanna mention dude
Took my good punchline got it misconstrued
Aint diss you then but nigga now I will
I’m just saying how I feel
Got ya camera showing off your tiny town house and a girl car
Cuz you aint a world star not even on worldstar
The greatest story never told wont be ever told
Mixtapes never sold leak the shit let it go
How you gonna be a big name in the future
Not even big named as a loser
Backed by a big named producer who gave the smash to T.I.
Cant even be mad at Just cuz i can see why
Which leads me to wonder to what the fans would see
If we turn to Saigon TV
We see a artist struggling to get buzzin with the best production
And look weaker with the Jay-Z feature didn’t help
Frontin with conscious spittin about conscious living
I see conscious fiction from a contradiction
Listen, I see a insecure nigga trying to prove something
Gettin desperate cuz his music dont move nothing
So what he do, start flashing bread
You could tell he probably aint use to having bread
Listen I see a nigga stay talking about the kids
But wanted nothing to do with one when it was his
You would take her phone calls until she said its yours
Thats when it gets criss crossed you start hittin ignore
I see a nigga just fienin for scrutiny
So he show us pics of how muscle bound he use to be
I have shooters loaded up at niggas
Put plastic everywhere Lola Luv ass nigga
To that other nigga that had me on my bullshit
Rule one dont get sheep when it’s some wolf shit
Trust imma see the MF soon
That aint him behind the mask he like MF Doom
But let’s get back to Sai’
Far as S.O.B.’s I woulda done the same thing and been proud i wouldn’t of cried
You jetted on tape nigga how you gonna lie
So if you feelin like a sucka just ask yourself why
JOE BUDDEN – PAIN IN HIS LIFE LYRICS
(PROPS to NILLY @ JoeBuddenTV.com)
It’s like a lose/lose already my rep ruined
How I beat dude we know will accept losing?
Underachiever was an underachiever
Almost thought that you would come with the Ether
I know he got niggas in his camp like “spaz on him”, gassin him, bafflin him
Real talk, some don’t wanna see ya
Scram shoulda put both hands around ya neck
Said you betta get ya head fucked from under the cleaver
I’m the one that’ll beast ya
You got a gut feeling you hot, I think you can’t stomach a fever
Can’t think of why a wack nigga want it with me for
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
BLAOH! 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
Me I’m probably iller, probably wit gorillas in ya lobby with the shotti and chinchillas
You a rapper or a bodybuilder?
I’ll have him in the E.R. with Doc trying to put him back together like a body builder
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 work of producers
In the word of computers, is he M.I.A.
Cuz he been fell off like Yung Berg on the scooter
So him and his bas’ flow need to lay low
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
Nigga you’ll be in an ally covered
And you don’t love the kids, you just wanna make us think that you Sally Struthers
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
And the poor fans kept the hope
But prison was the only place he was next to blow
So he calls me a fag like he homophobic
Cuz they had him on his knees like “homo, hold it!”
Run around, he screamin “O don’t poke it”
It’s a small world, how you think Joe don’t know it?
Guess there’s where the lies get deeper
Cuz he went in a tight end and came out a wide receiver
There’s bones in ya closet that you can’t hide
Ya fans know you went to jail, me I know why
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
Had the upper hand from go
Shirt always off, “How Does It Feel”, D’Angelo to get naked like a down hooker?
My dudes outta town ‘ll book ya
Ya whole gangsta’s Brown Sugar
With no point to his vlog, had the world waiting
Flexing for ten minutes like he had a girl tape him
Just co-signed for you said you had a classic
Now he got no time for you, wrote you off on taxes
Now he lonely, vulnerable lookin soft
Tried to help him, I been in his shoes, I just took ‘em off
To put it simply, how could he offend me?
I can teach ‘em how to live real major on an indie
So picture dude upsetting me
Stop complaining and take control of your own fucking destiny
He blames radio, blames Atlantic
Craig Kallman, but I can’t blame ‘em they panicked
Nobody scared he’s like hockey, retired for a minute, came back and nobody cared
So for me to take this serious homes
Get Mook, Loaded Lux, Jin maybe Serius Jones
To help write your shit, make it brand anew
If not look for the nation to abandon you
Be mad at yourself and ask yourself
You know I’m a rap giant, why Plax yourself?
Dude went ahead, axed himself
He cut off his nose to spite his face, Mike Jack’d himself
Bryan, how the fuck you think less of me?
When you easily the less MC
Thought it’d be fun but that’s deaded to me
This point im battling my own perception trying to beat what’s expected of me
Nino Bless said you was a bull too
But im in widescreen, I aint see that fool/full view
I know how ya hoe ass felt
Make it so you can’t eat, put an extra hole in that belt
Ain’t a gain in site
Coco Chanel ain’t the only nigga that’ll put a pain in his life
Dead weight, get ya head straight
Cut the track off, listen to ya thoughts, checkmate.
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