Jul 2, 2016

I know Joe's response thread have been made a lot of time but y'all can use this thread in case if Drake replies back. Plus this thread will contain entire story of beef (i.e., where and how it all started).

It all started when Drake released his much awaited album "Views" and Joe Budden tweeted that he didn't liked it much and he don't think that this album should receive "much recognition". Though it is well known that Drake is much much much more popular than Joe, maybe that's why it can cause Joe to lose this beef. Anyways, after this statement by Joe, Drake released a track "4PM In Calabasas" which is assumed to be a diss to Joe. Though this track also contains a reference to Diddy so one can't say whether its really a diss track or not. So now everybody was looking forward for Joe to make a track in response to Drake even though many thought that Joe won't respond because Drake's fanbase is huge and Joe is nowhere in comparison to Drake (popularity vise) but yeah Joe released a track "Making of a Murderer - Part 1" which is clearly a diss track to Drake and now we're waiting for Drake's response to this...

This thread will keep on getting updated as this beef will go on and also I'll be posting lyrics of songs they both will do to diss each other as a post on here. Everyone is free to share their opinion.

*NOTE - I made this thread so that one won't be confused that how this all started. Plus this will be an active thread by my side so yeah, if anyone who thinks I haven't mentioned something important in this beef can tell me and I'll include it in the thread.

@DrakeSXN @EminemSXN

*I tagged Em SXN cause it's a master SXN for Shady Records

 

Jul 2, 2016

4PM in Calabasas (Drake)

Spoiler: Lyrics

[Verse]
Yeah
All you self promoters are janky
We established like the Yankees
This whole f---ing game thankless
We movin' militant but somehow you the one tankin'
No limit to where I can take it
And you know me as a Cris bottle sender
Check picker upper
I thought we looked out for one another
Saw us all as brothers in the struggle
Too blessed to be humble
I guess it's different in the city I come from
All the sudden I got people showing how much they truly resent me
They whole demeanor just spells envy
They tryna tempt me
The higher I get, the less they accept me
Even had the OG's tryna press me
Ha-ha-ha-ha
No way out cause I'm already in it
I'm not attending when I do a show and get a ticket
Good business can clean millions, I got the vision
I been had it since No Scrubs and No Pigeons
Even back when I wasn't as poppin'
When they told me take an R&B n----- on the road and I told 'em no and drew for Kendrick and Rocky
I tried to make the right choices with the world watching
"Mike never tried to rap like Pac
Pac never tried to sing like Mike"
Those my dad's words to me when I asked him how to make it in life
And I always said my mother gave the greatest advice
Look at me now, they look at me like the golden child
Can't nobody hold me down, especially not right now
Certain s--- is just too wild to reconcile
Take that, take that no love in they heart so they fake that
DiCaprio level the way they play that, d--- n-----, what is that
Y'all hear no songs then hit my phone like you did that
And you even hit my line like where you been at
It's always on some s--- like when can I get a favor
Or where my b---- at, like I'm about to tell you where she been at
Costa Careyes, I got her kidnapped
She ain't sorry and I ain't sorry, it's too late for sorry
Green, White and Red on my body cause I'm dipped in Ferrari
All she wanna do is get high and listen to PARTY
She complain, I tell the driver to drop her at Barneys
My summer diet is just Rosé and calamari
Look now you got me started
I'm the black sheep, rest in peace to Chris Farley
I got a lot to lose cause in every situation
I'm the bigger artist, always gotta play it smarter
Y'all shook up, I'm here on the cookup
Cameras pointing every time I look up
That's why I gotta duck behind Chubb shoulder just to hit the Kush up
Sponsorship dollars is sky high
He be like, "Drake, will you please stop smoking la la?"
Chubbs, why try, I'm a thug, I'mma die high
Got the Rose pink tinted lenses, it's a Wednesday
Architects takin' dimensions, they redoin' the entrance
Yeah, redoin' the entrance
Kinda like when you n----s drop on some again and again s---
And you still never quite get it
Meantime Drizzy over there, tryna make you
Make you dance to this, yeah I make you dance to this
I rode big body, widebody, Calabasas road winder
Sunshinin', waxed tires
See Kris Jenner, I beep twice and I wave
The rest of you boys I blow Keysh right in your face
Pistol by my bed, I'm sleep but I'm awake
For that one night you n----s try to reach inside my safe
Don't push me cause I'm way too uneasy nowadays
These guys move so greasy nowadays
I tell you my life and y'all don't believe me when I say it
Save my stories for down the line, I'm too ahead of the curve every time
Just total the hits and see what you find
You SWV cause you weak and I'm always always on your mind
Yeah
And we can't stop
Make you dance to this
I'mma make you One Dance to this
A-ha-ha-ha-ha
Bod breed bod bwoi

 

Jul 2, 2016

Making of a Murderer - Part 1 (Joe Budden)

[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
I'm right here per your request, now you stuck in them shoes
No alliances with Meek, it's still f--- him too
Before we start, to the fans, I'm uncomfortable too
Stuck in the booth feelin' like y'all cause I got love for the dude
But now my phone blowin' up, they're like what I'm gonna do?
Show the world you shouldn't poke a man with nothin' to lose
All of this just because I wasn't in love with his Views
Whatever happened, I just know they got me f---in' confused, hey

[Interlude]
Mic check, mic check
One two, one two
Wait a minute!
Drake: I'm happy, I'm honored... I'm, I'm, I'm honored to be around you, man
Joe Budden: Yo c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
Drake: Okay so I can't be honest on your network here? I can't be honest to your fans and say I'm honored to be around you?
Joe Budden: It ain't an honor to be around me!
Drake: We all used to listen to you so I don't even... you need to learn how to take compliments. Don't say that in vain, he's one of the best. You know that, right?
Other Person: What up? What up?
Drake: I said don't say it in vain, you know he's one of the best
Other Person: Nah it's all love

Joe Budden!

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
Look, enough of the sentimental crap
Cool if you into that
f--- all of these subs, who they intended at?
I won't believe it's me without forensic facts
They don't normally mention Black when pennin' their raps
But then I listen back, I heard a pinch of sass
Tender a--- Teddy come around, he gon' get pinned to grass
I come around with every inch of the mag
I'm a wordsmith forreal, you thought Quentin was bad
You made me proud, lad, but it seems my child mad
With all the clout that he grabbed, it's still doubts from his dad
Look, this ain't promotional, you just emotional
No doubt you got Starbucks, with all that Joe in you
I part his reign lightnin' fast, just what Joseph do
A black cloud all over the 6, check the overview
You're so indirect, s--- wasn't real clear
Either Jimmy actin' or he really miss a wheelchair
What he don't know is we the most kindred of souls
I should've did this two Kendricks ago
He wanna sing? Well let's get into the show, hence my role
For Jodeci, Boyz II Men, we at the end of the road
I figure he's that close to his death to know the reaper
In fitted sweats with old sneakers, the flow ether
Gassed cause he KO'd Omeeka, no Joe's deeper
Quick to put extension on singer, that's Moesha
Nothin' 'bout Rick slick, but show of the Caesar
My crust from the same old pizza as Mona Lisa
So how you callin' out the lyrical god?
Your face light up when you see me, talkin' Miracle Watts
Cause your words ain't sayin' a thing
I kilogram without weighin' a thing
n----- you baitin' a king
Tell you the way that Golden State say to it's team
Aubrey you gotta make a shot, you wanna play on the wing

[Hook: Andrea Martin]
Dem a call me a murderer
I never duck, just spray
I'ma never miss mi aim
Dem a call me a murder
There's some truth in that saying
Dem a call me a murder
Nobody seen nothing, nobody seen nothing
What I see, ayy

[Verse 3: Joe Budden]
Look here, I just spit the facts, raging aristocrat
Shooters heard them words, wanna get rid of that
When they roll up, bet dude won't wanna live his raps
He'll see the 6 upside down and wanna switch it back
Wrath of a god sinner
I'm too real, I bet your star's tender
I bet a mil', I'll bet a star tender
But since the OG's Hov, here's what I wanna know
If ain't no real n----s allowed the f--- would I wanna go?
That's thinkin' back to Jay, now let's get back to Drake
Both too big to respond to all I have to say
Still with all their success and all their accolades
The universe makes it so they come right back to me
Here's a reminder that we go way back
I mean um, you know for me the kid is practice, Hova
I make these words flip as if they practice yoga
Okay practice over, back to Blacklist, Hova
Nothin' personal, this Red Reddington
Shawn, I don't work for you, still I'm doin' the work for you
Payback, wire his jaw, reimbursin' you
Metal all behind his face, Sprite commercial you
Might have made a mistake out of this one
Can't Bell Biv Devoe your way out of this one, nah
So, warn your d--- campaign that hammers rang
I just bought a New Edition, you can't stand the rain
Y'all say this soft n----- hard and that, I can't explain
Y'all think he's soul for real, I see candy rain
So Aubrey when you sub real MCs, you get murdered
And since you signed to five guys, makes you a burger

[Hook: Andrea Martin]
Dem a call me a murderer
I never duck, just spray
I'ma never miss mi aim
Dem a call me a murder
Nobody seen nothing, nobody seen nothing
What I see, ayy

[Interlude: Joe Budden]
Real quick, I don't wanna talk too long. I think you misconstrued the boundaries of this relationship and this friendship. Which in return, has caused me to do the exact same thing. I don't understand how you n----s, and how you in particular, how you can f--- shorty and I dap you and say you a real n-----, and I critique your album and all of a sudden we sensitive. I don't understand how you new n----s work. Maybe I'm out of touch with the rules of today's society. I'm clearing all that. Now let me paint who I am before I allow another n----- to do it for me

[Verse 4: Joe Budden]
I'm from the school of p---- don't get me punch drunk
Maybe it's different in the city you come from, look
I'm from the school of these hoes belong to everybody
No celeb exempt, goes for everybody
So when I seen you f----- shorty, not a bitter bone in me
I ain't think of how to handle the plan
Said I'm aware, have fun, understand that it's, fam
Told that to you and not her, that's just the man that I am
My n-----, kids got no respect
Odd cause you called me for the hoe check on every hoe you checked
That makes sense, bad b------s, that's what Joe do best
And I's the man 'round these parts when they ain't know you yet
Which kinda makes me your OG in Toronto
And I ain't charge once, that's for free in Toronto
I'm unsure how that came to be in Toronto
n----- I don't even be in Toronto
When it rains it pours
All that means, dog, get please get a poncho
Subs fell short like a free throw from Rondo
So rude, he gay, so mean with all the Budden threats
As soon as we s---t at King, Demarcus Cousins' next
This s--- is truly a movie
You started a trend bein' a groupie for groupies
s---, I had Bria in the coupe and out her way
Before you ever wrote an interlude about her
So who you playin' with, clown
I'm first shift at the bars, so only means I already made them rounds
They say that he the best MC and best flow'er
He cook better than me but you love my leftovers
Fire the k--- shot, the fire still hot
Word to your Versace velours that Kyra still got
You playin' chess with the chrome of the pump
Let it blast, checkered past, shoulda known from the jump
It's whatever you wanna roll, executives got your soul
Sedatives, I'm repetitive with those records, show for
Regular Joe, sellin' records was never the goal
I never sold records, I kept records of what was sold
Might have made a mistake out of this one
Day's long, can't Trey Songz your way out of this one
So don't worry yourself, and before I go
f--- a record label, I appear courtesy of myself, Joe

 

Jul 2, 2016

Nice overview!

 

Jul 2, 2016

A beef between the biggest simps in rap

 

Jul 2, 2016

Y'all diss them more than they diss each other.

 

Jul 2, 2016

Can you put lyrics and story inside of spoliers please just to shorten the post a bit

 

Jul 2, 2016

But helpful thread nonetheless

 

Jul 2, 2016

Good idea tbh

 

Jul 2, 2016

people still care about this beef? in july?

 

Jul 2, 2016

Why was the Em section tagged? Budden isn't on Shady Records, Slaughterhouse is. Shady Records has absolutely nothing to do with what Budden does in his solo career. "f--- a record label, I'm here courtesy of myself."

Btw you need to be a member of the Drake section in order to tag them which tbh they shouldn't be tagged either because the op isn't 100% accurate and even it was it's not worth a section tag that notifys hundreds of members.

 

Jul 2, 2016

People would still click on spoilers plus I don't think there's any point in putting them in spoilers stuff cause title itself wants people to know about this beef.

Btw thanks I appreciate your response

 

Jul 2, 2016

 

Jul 2, 2016

Thank you, I am so out of date and unaware that I needed you to break this down for me.

 

Jul 2, 2016

Well i meant it so there isn't constantly long paras to scroll past, so once someones read it they can close it to keep the thread short, especially with the lyrics since theyre are not a necessity

 

Jul 2, 2016

 

Jul 2, 2016

I don't blame you. You're probably stuck listening to only one form of hip hop that you never got enough time to explore others

 

Jul 2, 2016

Views is in no way "one of the best albums of the decade"

 

Jul 2, 2016

This is what happens when Eminem fans listen to someone other than Eminem lol