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Immortal Technique - Diabolical

Immortal Technique - Diabolical; [Intro] Oh, you mother fuckers thought it was over, huh Well its not, you didn't count on a fallen angel getting back into the grace of God and coming after you Ya'll niggaz ain't shit Your producers ain't shit Your fucking A & R ain't shit I'll fucking wipe my ass with your demo deal Yo Diabolic, take this mother fucker's head off [Diabolic] Go ahead and grip glocks I'll snap your trigger finger in six spots You'll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shots I'll watch you topple flat Put away your writtens and holla back Can't freestyle, you're screwed off the top like bottle caps Beneath the surface, I'm over heating your receiving circuits By unleashing deeper verses than priests speak in churches What you preach is worthless Your worship defeat the purpose Like President Bush taking bullets for the Secret Service Beyond what ya'll fathom I shit on cats and jaw tap em Show no compassion like having a straight faced orgasm Tour jack em, have his half a ten bitch suck my friend's dick In the mean time, you can French kiss this clenched fist Diabolic, a one man brigade spreading cancer plague Fist fuckin' a pussy's face, holding a hand grenade So if I catch you bluffin' Faggot, you're less than nothing I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction [Technique] You mother fuckers are nothing You cannot harm me I'll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army Storm the planet hunting you down cuz I'm on a mission To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms Immortal Technique will destroy your religion you stupid bitch You're faker than blue-eyed crackers nailed to a crucifix I'm bout to blow up like Nasa Challenger computer chips Arsenic language transmitted revolutionarily I'm like time itself, I'm gunna kill you inevitably Chemically bomb you, fuck using a chrome piece I'm Illmatic, you won't make it home like Jerome's niece I'll sever your head diagonally for thinking of dissin' me And then ill use your dead body to write my name in calligraphy This public democracy, brain washed your psychology So you're nothing like diversity without equality And your crew is full of more faggots than Greek mythology Using numerology, to count the people I sent to Heaven Produces more digits than 22 divided by 7 You're like Kevin Spacey, your style is usually suspect You never killed a cop, you not a mother fucking thug yet Your mind is empty and spacious Like the part of the brain the appreciated culture in a racist Face it, you too basic, you're never gunna make it Like children walking through Antarctica, butt naked