Step On A Nail

“Step On a Nail (Thorten Diss)”

By: Dillon & Jeff

(Genre: Raw street rap meets Square Cow beef — diss so strong it comes with a write-up)

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Oh, you mad, Thorten?

Talkin’ ‘bout COVID like you CDC?

We got somethin’ for that runnin’ mouth.

Turn up the dolly bass.

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You talkin’ threats? Better cool that sound,

Tryna act tough from your mama’s side of town.

Said we got COVID? You just scared we show,

‘Cause when we work, we move like a pro.

Ain’t got no fever, but you got nerve,

Textin’ like you bulletproof, ready to swerve.

Said you’d shoot up the crib? That’s weak and stale—

Man, I hope you go outside and step on a nail.

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You a loudmouth, Thorten, but you broke with fear,

Fake tough guy screamin’ in a mirror.

You ain’t pullin’ nothin’ but your back and pride,

Got dropped from three crews, now you just outside.

We got clean tests, no cough, no sweat,

But you called dispatch like a jealous pet.

Tryna keep us off route with your weak-ass tale,

Hope your dolly breaks and your socks go stale.

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Step on a nail, Thorten, that’s your fate,

Tryna start war ‘cause you can’t lift weight.

Talkin’ big threats you’ll never back,

While we wrap tight and run this track.

You cry to Kurt, we climb the stack,

Now go pack your pads and don’t come back.

You mess with pros, you always fail—

Now walk it off… and step on a nail.

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This ain’t beef, it’s you bein’ petty,

Mad ’cause your wrap job crooked and sweaty.

We move smooth, get tips, earn trust,

You throw tantrums in the back like dust.

You scared of sick days, scared of grind,

So you make up lies just to waste our time.

But now you ghosted, lookin’ pale,

While me and Jeff drop verses like heavy mail.

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Step on a nail, and twist it deep,

You talk big talk but you move like sleep.

No skills, no crew, no plan, just bail—

Now go on, Thorten… and step on that nail.

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Next time you wanna threaten somethin’?

Better bring more than paranoia and weak lungs.

Now go quarantine…

From this ass-whoopin’.