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the horse force - hhs diss track lyrics

icup:
get up kennesaw yeah we bout to go in
sleeping on the mustangs, oh wait that’s a sin
friday night lights and the stings bout to win
kyle wooten dropping dimes boy you know i’m talking tens
and you know we’re here to win
hoyas bout to take the l sorry for my french
and all i see is chris finazzo riding on that bench
these hoyas girls thirsty and the mustangs here to quench
you hoyas looking clowned
you know that guy brycen bout to run you to the ground
ryland goede catch, call that profound
get up kennesaw let’s take these puppies to the pound

nick gribble:
nick gribble here and you know i’m about to lay some verses
i’m not a hoya so i don’t need a month to rehe-rs- this
these rhymes come naturally you know that we don’t have to force them
our girls is straight, and you know that they ain’t having foursomes
wooten’s better than ginobili with that left hand
it’s too bad gio looks just like a teddy graham
so much conference but can your team back it up
if fields came to kennesaw he’d be the backup
your season’s heading south just like your old boy lorenzo
it’s gone be tough for y’all to even reach the end zone
we’re bout to hand you an l as big and red as danny connors
this diss is hot, feels like you’re sitting in a sauna

bj:
stangs like peta, we playing with them muts
hoyas ankles breaking when brycen make them cuts
them ktown boys, we climbing to the top
keep my retweets on when this diss tape drop
our d ain’t a joke, don’t get caught slipping
every hyba player, think the scotty pippin
because you got a nickname don’t make you special
mustangs don’t sneak diss so at tyler henschel
hhs full of lames, like that man parker
ktown flamed his -ss, he a hoya martyr
you know them stings stomping, hoya bleachers breaking
we know them corners weak, jack ozmer blazing
kside, it’s time to put these dogs down
save us the trip, and crash in the dog pound

tot:
hey it’s tot

landobuna:
my name is landobuna and it’s bout my time to spit
can’t wait for friday night cause you know it’s gonna be lit
me and daniel turner, shoutout to all the ladies
bout to get live with my kside krazies
hoyas i heard y’alls diss track what the hell is this isn
tell me why your rap sounds just like meek’s diss
you tried to take a slick shot at my boy zach
but at least he didn’t sit around and mutter on his track
gonna have to say a prayer before we take the field to meet
mama always taught us to bless our food before we eat
when our boys hit they’ll make you lose your mark
especially out your trash running back darius clark
jordan cid gonna have to truck him with that hit stick
he a dog k!ller, call him mike vick
alright, ks up, dogs down
out on the field, no where to be found
smell blood in the water when we walk in the pound
y’all may be dogs but we’re bloodhounds

byram beats:
tell wooten bomb it like he dan marino
i got some hoya girls drooping for me, hit the tebow
whole school fake and sweet like a placebo
she way over your head, she short as danny devito
y’all need to take this beef in a new direction
that diss track is quiet as your student section
that diss must mean you scared, was that you confessing
kmhs, 10 bands, leave them second guessing

marcus b-ss:
i’m in love with the mustangs

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