Immortal Technique

Immortal Technique - Diabollic lyrics

Oh, you mother fucker's though it was over, huh?

But it's 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 mothrfuckers head off!

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 rings and holla back

Can't freestyle you're screwed off the top like bottle caps

Beaneath the surface I'm over heating your reciver circuits

By unleashing deeper verses than prists speakin' churches

What you preach is worthless

Like President Bush tacking bullets for the secret Service

Beyond what ya'll fathom I shit on cats and yow tap 'em

Show no compassion like having a straifht faced orgasm

Tour jack'em have his half a teen beach suck mw friends dick

In the mean time you can French kiss this clenched fist

Diabolic, a one man brigade spreading cancer plague

So if iI catch you bluffin'

Faggot, you're less than nothing

I just had to get that stress of my chest like breast reduction

You motherfuckers are nothing

you cannot harm me

I'll resurect every aborted baby and start an army

Storm the planet hunting you down cause I,m on a mision

To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms

Immortal Technique will destroy your religion you stupid beach

You're faker than blue-crackers nailed tot a crucifix

I'm bout to blow up like NASA Challenger computer chips

Arsenic language transmitetted revolutionarily

I'm like time itself I'm gonna Kill you inevitably

Chemically bmb you fuck using a chrome piece

I'm Ilmatic' you won't make it home like Jerom's niece

I'll sever your had digonally for thinkin of dissin' me

And then use your dead body to write my name in calligraphy

This puppet democraty brain wash your psychology

So you're nothing like diversity without equality

And your crew is full of more faggot 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 in usualy suspects

You never killed a cop, you not a mother fucking thug yet

Your mind is emty and spacious

Like the part of the brain that appreciates cultute in a racist

Face it' you too basic, you're never gonna make it

Like children walking through Antarctïca butt naked

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