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IMMORTAL TECHNIQUE lyrics : "Diabolical"

Oh ya'll mother$#[email protected] thought it was over huh?
But it's not.
You didn't count on the fallen angel getting back into the grace of God and coming after you.

Ya'll ^!$$%s ain't %#@!.
Your producers ain't %#@!.
Your $#[email protected] A & R ain't %#@!.

I'll $#[email protected] wipe my $$# with your demo deal.
Yo, Diabolic. Take this mother$#[email protected]'s 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
Beneath the surface, I'm over heating your receiver 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 %#@! on cats and jaw tap 'em
Show no compassion like having a straight faced [email protected]($

Tour jack 'em, have his half a ten (*##$ 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 $#[email protected] a #[email protected]'s face, holding a hand grenade
So if I catch you bluffin'
[email protected]^#got, you're less than nothing

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

[Immortal Technique:]

You mother$#[email protected] are nothing, you cannot harm me
I'll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army
Storm the planet, hunting you down, 'cause I'm on a mission

To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms
Immortal Technique willll destroy your religion, you stupid (*##$
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 revolutionary
I'm like time itself, I'm gonna kill you inevitabely

Chemically bomb you, $#[email protected] 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 dissing me

And the use your dead body to write my name in calligraphy
This puppet democracy, brain washed, just psychology
So you're nothing like diversity without equality

And your crew is full of more [email protected]$)gots that Greek Mythology
Using numerology, to count the people I sent to heaven
Produces more digits than twenty-two divided by seven

You're like Kevin Spacey, your style is usually suspect
You never killed a cop, you're not a mother$#[email protected] thug yet
Your mind is empty and spaceous

Like the part of the brain that appreciates culture interracist
Face it, you're too basic
You're never gonna make it

Like children walking through Antarctica, butt-naked

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