Footage of Joe Budden on Green Lantern’s Invasion

Shouts to YL for doing this. I was rummaging around the internets for a clean cut of this shit to post up, but this is what he does. Although, DJ Green Lantern isn’t on Shade45… he’s on Sirius Radio’s Hip Hop Nation… although I doubt there really is a difference, aside from Em owning one.

Audios: Before | During | After. From here & here. Fetch your Joe Budden news here and your No DJ version of MM3 here. Lyrics to possibly the best freestyle of the year:

I flow sickely, riding bumping old Biggie
Roll with me or lose weight, Nicole Richie
Fuck plat, if I don’t reach diamond fame
I treat a nigga face like that old Simon game
Figured out why men try us
Cause we O.D. on rims and thin tires
And for that we Len Bias
All it takes is a punch, you ain’t brave
You a punk
Put his family in boxes, meet The Brady Bunch
How y’all feel y’allselves, y’all should kill y’allselves
Us cowboys don’t need you, you Bill Parcells
And you ain’t gotta empty your pockets when the Ks out
Whatever you holding is mine, you my Paypal
See I don’t get how this guy is a threat
I’ll make his life inept for a pie to the neck
Ride or die, or do both, nigga, ride to the death
Or a cappella the whole left side of his chest
Not retiring, still got that pension pending
Tryna pop the hood and see the engine missing
Double barrel shotgun have ya men get missing
If she got pretty brown eyes and she in mint condition
Or have cigs in the car, you dissing moi?
Take the ratchet home, go home and just Chris Benoit
I tell a bird like it is, you promise the broad
I one line ‘em, you Isiah Thomas the broad
I could send a clip cartridge at a nemesis target
Or catch an R.O.R. on some Jena 6 charges
Nah, I put that thing away
I don’t even need a whole hair dew to clip em
All it take is one finger wave
Been in the bing for days, show you how I’m real
Come home to the truck with the Optimus Prime grill
Handed out crack, got the scene popping off
You not sleeping on em, them fiends is nodding off
For real… tell me how you a thug and you superman
Nigga I just seen you in the club doing the superman
A bunch of clowns holmes, all I need in this world
Is the pound, chrome, huxtable brownstones
Major paper, cake by the layers
If these dudes is live, I’m the created player
They callin’ themselves kings, when they so-so hot
Somethings wrong with that picture, must be photoshopped
I don’t promote violence, but when totting the thing, BLAM
Arms start waving like the Carlton Banks dance
When the tools go pop, it’ll move whole blocks
Coming round with ya dogs and get Cujo shot
These emcees is lame, I’m tryna be an emcee with brains
These niggas is emcee brains
Being nice, these rappers is far from being nice
I’m on a rooftop recording, niggas is being sniped
That’s light.. and shout to Ransom too
I won’t hold that shit against you, you did nigga