EpicLloyd's the microphonist
Of this stone cold dis dish
Choke holds out like fish bones in your neck
Light up your coals
Heat up your stoves
Heads will roll
'bout to bake a Nelson, Mark, Steven, Lucas cassarole!
These 4 lame dudes all sing the same tune
These aint the worst bullies, its an accapella group
A quartet of maggots who
Just aint worth a talking to
'less your mocking & insulting them like I was brought to do
Ungodly large words, huh?
You're a laugh to me!
You pattonly lack an accurate perspicacity
See, you'll just forment a massive wrath in me
Instigating altercations such as these is of dubious segacity!
I put the Diss into Diss-lexic
Diss-regard these Diss-respectful Diss-apointments
Diss-eased with Diss-entary, y'all cant ammount to shit
So Diss-appear, you Diss-emboweled Dicks are Diss-missed
And as murderous as this first verse has been
To be certain and assured I secured a sherwin
To toss jackasses off your back like PLOW!
Hey, yo Zach! Oh, y'all done fucked up now!

Its not hard to tell
my freezing ruthless heart is far from melting
This behaviour makes me sick!
Im heaving, puking, barfing, belching even
And as far as squelching beef
These dudes should start
Or else im leaving bruises marks and welts on
Steven, Lucas, Mark, and Nelson
What an Ironic twist!
You jerk offs broke Jonas' wrist
And if you think its humorous
When letters get switched
And Re-remixed then please enjoy this:
Here's what happens when I blast the wrath rpas passed 10
I got rage to vent on all sucker ass men
Im deadlier than any cobra with poisonous insults
When I spit at snake clan venom results
I'll chop off a ball each if you start beef with Zach
Leave you mean trolls with uneven sacks
And in fact it was funny as hell
To see an MC Serve your stinkin' anus. LOL!, El?

You say epic, he's dyslexic
Crazy phrases he wont get it
I say bullshit and I give my man some credit
Every word he works out will read like a present
An Incentive force repentance
On this shitty four pack of degenerates
So, Bro, dont feel hopeless show them that you own this
Flip them the bird no matter how broke your wrist bone is
Turn your back, strut away, tell 'em about who you're known as: Sing it!
Like, My name is Jonas!

Lyrics submitted by Jirachibi

Dis Raps For Hire - Steven, Lucas, Mark, and Nelson song meanings
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