Most of y'all know about DMX's diss to K-Solo on Get At Me Dog but he actually dropped a full fledged diss record to Solo in 1991 titled "The Original Author of Spellbound"
(Verse 1)
Well, looks like we met again
Under the same circumstances now as back then
When you wanted to battle and you got defeated
Now you want a rematch, history repeated
What are you stupid, have you lost all your senses?
A mind for beef, behind barbed wire fences
You know what I’m talking about, remember?
You told me you was there since the middle of December
Where was this, well if your memory’s stale
Let me refresh it, Suffolk County Jail
Believe me, I know you, and I could never fear you
They call you Solo, cause you speak So-Low we couldn’t hear you
Church mouse, choir boy turned rapper
bytch ass fakkit, I oughta slap ya
For taking what is mine and claiming it to be yours
Committing a rhyme crime behind closed doors
Before this is over, the truth will be found
That I’m the original author of SpellBound
(DMX: Verse 2)
You know and I know, that we know, that they know
My rhymes are like a vintage wine and I will so no
Rhyme before it’s time, that’s why I waited
But I waited too long, you didn’t bite it, you ate it
Now it’s time to pay the piper, I’m a little hyper
Hiper, about to rip a, cause I’m the viper type of
Rap warrior, flipping psycho
To me you like a toy, made by Tyko
A joke, a jester, clown like fester
Nothing but a pest a, Chester the Molester
Ha-ha-ha little boy don’t make me laugh
fukk snapping necks I’m cracking backs in half
Your partners Erick and Parish, need to quit
I’ll diss your whole crew cause all of y’all ain’t shyt
I’m a do your crew of two or three or four
I’m a score it more than there are sea shells over seashore
You talk a good one but can you back it?
Throw out a rhyme and I’ll attack it
Stick out your face, I’m about to smack it
This is all out war with of full-metal jacket
There was a time I would’ve called you a friend
But now K-ummm, what was your name again?
K-sucker, K-silly, K-sloppy, K-sorry
K-slip a chip, cause I’mma play you like Atari
I’m the aggressor, more fresher and bolder
Yonkers style is wild, rock it like a boulder
You are older but I’m a little colder
Rip out your neck and call you Head and Shoulders
You gonna wish you never met me clown
I’m the original author of Spellbound
