Oh wow, not he doesn't even get the benefit of a doubt. Yeah, I used to like LB when I was a kid, still kinda enjoy an every once in a blue moon radio play of them, but now they're kinda ridiculous sounding to me. It's also obvious they're just a group of hungry egos. He didn't seem to get the fact that LP is and always will function as a single unit, balancing all that each of them has to bring to the table, where as LB has broken up several times over beef within the band. It's just sad because you know Hahn didn't even blink at that.
Mr Hahn is busy being a killer dj, movie and video director, shop owner, painter, and spending time with his hot girlfriend! He too busy to even give him time of day. Plus he have 5 band bros watching his back!
Well who knows what Brad is hiding in that fro. Plus he's an almost lawyer, lol! He can swing those heavy books at them, lol!
I'd be more afraid of Fred Durst. His mouth caused rapes and death back in '99. That and he'd just show his sextape to everybody and they'd immediately go blind.
I can image: DJ Lethal running around in his studio superstressed, almost mad. Stalkin Hahn for diss material. Steals alots of samples and stays behind the mixing board for many weeks trying to figure a masterpiece to crush Hahn. Spills out hot coffe several times over himself, with bleeding fingers, saying ''Hahn is going down, Hahn is going down'' Crawls out of his studio with the new song. With almost no breath left. And on the other side of the street, Joe Hahn in his morning robe. Drinkin his coffee, reading the usuall paper, with some spongebob in the backround on the TV. He looks calmly out of the window and sees Lethal and think ''Wonder what he is up to again'' Joe makes some toast, walks to his fridge, drags out a can of orange juice, all relaxing. After the breakfast he cleans up like usuall. Then go to watch some Spongebob, after the shows done he walks up to his bedroom, getting changed into his fine new shirt he just got. Walks down the stairs and whistles on ''Little boxes'' goes the outdoorclothing closet, opens it and... BAM 2 minutes after, a silver vinyl with Joe's GOLDEN FINGERPRINTS on them, church bells are ringing, and angel's are sining witha shining light strifes above it. He puts the Vinyl in his Vinyl player, and starts it. Opens up the window and asks DJ Lethal '' Hey man, what ya think of the song? Just made it'' Only crying was heard from Lethal's house ever since...
If you would have quoted me you would have seen the invisible text you fucking dick head. Just kidding you're not a fucking dick head.
I think my pun was so subtle that it went over your head. I'd make it obvious, but it's not my way. You're a douche for checking for invisible text.
All that matters is that this thread is completely derailed from DJ lethal thing which I'm sick of reading about.