Raja Bell Releases Diss Track

After Ron Artest announced his beef with Raja Bell and declared that he wanted to “meet him off the floor for a nice little fight," Lucas and others reported that Bell was declining to respond. Well, who thought our boy Raja would actually let that one slide? We at SunsGossip certainly don’t condone black on black violence, but Bell has unleashed some socially acceptable retaliation in the form of a diss track. The following transcribed lyrics really don’t do justice to Mr. Bell’s sick-wit-it freestyle flow, so be sure to also cop the audio version (available from LaFace Records).

Ron, you damn thug, call your mama for a hug. Why you tripping, cow tipping, straight flipping on a fool? Worse than trippin, you fallin and can’t get up. I wouldn’t toss my last cup. At you. If you were a Tru Warier I’d probly poo more on you -- square your pants like a Spongebob, fix your face for a nose job. Fight you off the floor, out the door, till October Thirty-Four. Yeah, that’s three extra days. Frankie Beverly and Maze. Put you in a daze. Straight watching ballets. With tights and a tu-tu, look at you! CHOO-CHOO! Six-seven, 260, big fat trixie. Why you beefin with a Slim Jim like me? You just a fat hunk of mystery meat. Beef jerky turkey with stuffing on the side. All fried. Damn I’m hungry now, for some Kings-sized chow. A Sactown wack-town Scooby Snack smackdown. With bon-bon’s for dessert. ’Cause Ron-Ron you’ll hurt!