Woah woah woah woah woah
Stop
God
Who's on AUX?
(Me!)
I'm sick of these Lyrical Dil guys
Play that new track I've been working on
Ayo, turn my headphones up
I'm going balls to the wall, ballin all day
You rap so slow, pick up the pace
Its getting old, get out the way
Few more songs, you'll pick up a case
And pick up the phone, it's DigBar calling
He wanna know when he'll stop being copied
Yeah it's a joke, but still it's appalling
You got a flow like Stephen Hawking
Like the ones you get off YouTube
What the fuck was Indian Heat?
That shit was actually doodoo
I do not fuck with you fellas, I'll keep it real as hell
If Ye heard Queers in Paris, I think he would kill himself
Feet on the cover, no damn shame
Save all that for your OnlyFans page
And some of your lyrics sounding like our pal Drake
Begging these kids to fund your project
Don't respond, bitch, my time is precious
Don't wanna waste it dissing a novice
You were begging me to drop this
For some quick clout on your next shit
Even you know that your fans don't give a fuck 'til you getting dissed
Every album called some goofy shit like Pride and Prejudick
Y'all look like the physical embodiment of tetanus
But you ain't nailing shit, you look like you let it crust
You know I'm the boogeyman, sleep on me you getting touched
I'm the hardest in the game, you can't even get it up
All you rap about is sex, now you finally getting fucked
You just rapping gobbledygook
My ears are thinking an apology's due
I kinda feel sorry for you
Cause I'm boutta go mano e mano with you
And you're following suits and I tailored 'em
I rise, you run that's a gradient
Find me one of your fans, I need to study their cranium
My glazers could sell out a stadium
This is the first time your music has sounded good
IChops, lost my Chill
I'm going in for the kill
I'm tryna say how I feel
You in a pickle, that's dil
You really write it, record it, release it
And then say alright, that's fire
Your rapping is laughable, bro, you on the mike like Myers
What's the matter dawg?
Ain't this what you were asking for?
Don't mess with the bull like it's basketball
Now you get the horns, matador
Don't take it personal, chill out, don't get upset
Go get some weed from your dealer... ooh sorry, touchy subject
Here's some advice, feel free to ignore it
Maybe think twice before you put the f-slur in your chorus
Your song's still boring, are you really better off?
I just hope they pull it up when you're tryna get a job
I admire your commitment to a uniform brand
You spread the same joke over 34 tracks
We don't wanna hear no more raps
So fall back
Yeah
Back yeah
Back yeah
Back back back yeah
Fall back
Fall back yeah
Fall back
Fall back yeah
Ay
This a two parter
New track, I got new problems
Shoot back, I just shoot harder
I do rap I don't do bargains
You mine now, use caution
Pipe down, look who's talkin'
Wipe down when I slide right on that mike now like I'm moonwalking
Features carrying your album must've done their back in
Suck at making music but still got humour like a band kid
Saying Belch on the track?
That's what it sounds like when you're rapping
Your cover art's the only head that you'll ever be bagging
Try bounce back when I hit you with a Lo_Tap, you ain't waking up fool
It's over for you, once I let daddy know what you been up to
You playing Tiger, well I'm the hunter
You and your ghost gone be dead when you say hello to my Buster
My girl's a straight ten
You just fucking with some Grade 10s
Made a song called James Charles
Yeah that makes sense
Even beat you in the gay sense
You ain't even got the same zest
We make gaydars go haywire
Against us, you straight men
Give thanks I'm a free bird
Hit the ground running now my knees hurt
Make a scene, I don't need to rehearse
Beat so hard, I don't need words
Hit and run motherfuckers then I reverse
It's second nature like a knee jerk
You always on that NLE thirst
You gotta prove you can do what you preach first
You gonna hit back with a weak verse
Your shit's wack, I ain't seen worse
Tryna dig round cause you need dirt
Tryna tea bag, you need tea first
You got a persona, everything you spit is fake
It's ok to be gay, but you making it sound straight
Breath smelling like piss, from all that weed bro
At the Diddy party and your asses VIPs yo
It’s a well known fact that Lyrical Dil source their beats directly from YouTube, without paying for the beats. ChilliChops crafts a double entendre, claiming he will ‘beat them for free’, just as they ‘get their beats for free’.
Referencing the cover of Lyrical Dil’s first album, Chronic Case of Cock, where a member of the group, Belch, flaunts his disgusting foot to the camera.
A double entendre:
“All of the Dogs” refers to Belch’s foot, as ‘dog’ is a slang term for foot.
“For All the Dogs” is also the name of one of Drake’s albums. ChilliChops draws on another rap beef to suggest that some of Lyrical Dil’s lyrics are paedophilic in nature. In ‘Not Like Us’, a Kendrick Lamar song from his beef with Drake, Lamar calls Drake a “certified pedophile”, and some of Lyrical Dil’s lyrics, such as “Fucking this dude, he only eight (what?)”, are also similarly paedophilic.
Lyrical Dil have been known to ask younger children for donations to fund their music projects. ChilliChops continues his assessment from the previous line, saying it’s ironic that children will fund their songs, considering the paedophilic content of them.
ChilliChops samples Lyrical Dil’s song ‘Is it okay to be gay?’ in the second beat of the song.
DigBar is a rapper famously known for rapping about homosexual intercourse (for example, his song ‘Four Big Guys’). Here, ChilliChops calls out Lyrical Dil for copying his gimmick.
These opening two lines mimic the flow and lyrics of the opening lines of Lyrical Dil’s first song “Chronic Case of Cock”:
“I want balls in my ass, balls in my face
Stick that cock in and pick up the pace”
Lyrical Dil contacted ChilliChops, asking him to release his diss track against them. This strange request was most likely an attempt to generate buzz around the group before they dropped their album, ‘Touching Tips’.
In this diss track, ChilliChops targets Lyrical Dil, a rap collective he knows personally.