So this is the famous Diabolic...
[Intro]
Ahhhh what do we have here...
Diabolic, full of p*** and vinegar I see
I'll make quick work of you
[Verse 1]
I'm the epitome of sick, I live in infamy
Spitting a written history depicting my vision vividly
The industry's clearly tripping when I start a movement
Like Timothy Leary given LSD to Harvard students
The sharpest shooting marksman when the target's moving..
I'm a fusion of the greatest parts from humans
With a Martian mutant toured the world got cigars from Cubans.. Then sparked a doob in Amsterdam with Asians saying farfegnugen
Tomorrow's blueprint today my bars and mic connect
Ahead of it's time spitting rhymes I haven't started writing yet
I'm the Archetype not an artist like the rest
I'm Picture perfect without photoshopping dark and light effects
Yes I got regrets understand I'm sharing that
But kept my guard up longer than Buckingham in bearskin hats
I should open up and trust my fans to care in fact
But I really need to know what the f*** this man is staring at
I'm sick of hearing that voice stuck inside my head
Like Simon says:"Diabolic let the virus spread"
Still the illest cat alive or dead the raps we have
Will drive you crazier than Travis Bickle in a taxi cab
Got these tacky fad rappers breaking out the lab
Cause heads are fake like paper mâché to escape from Alcatraz
Countless f*** thinking their computer screen is armor
Transforming to Superheroes on the web like Peter Parker
I won't be a part of that this the Art of Rap
From artists that were prophecized on carvings scratched-in artifacts
Neanderthals drawing me rocking a starter hat
While Aliens from Mars attack as the moon stars collapse
[Interlude]
I have read your manuscript my friend, you plan on rising from peasant to King, you are quite dangerous, I have just the potion for you...
[Verse 2]
Now maybe I'm just tripping or what have I been sipping
Summoned to the other side by souls of mummified Egyptians
Saying my forefathers love the stuff that I been spitting
And respect the drive of a guy stuck in my position
Those I'm governed by try corrupting my decisions
Like correction officers who smuggle drugs inside a prison
But I have risen reached the top of Mount Olympus
And cast Zeus to the outer limits somewhere south of Venice
A Menace like O-Dog,but learned some new tricks
Bars shine now the dark side of the moon's lit
Bright enough to see the aliens in cruise ships
And differences from the landing filmed by Stanley Kubrick
Imagine you mixed:Nas,Wu and Q-Tip
With Fu Shnicks and Eminem on Rawkus I'm what you get
Now the shoe fits a dude strapping 2 sticks
Of dynamite with the fuse lit to ya new kicks
And I don't give two s****
I'm dropping science here
Superhuman in disguise I am not as I appear
I'm the Viking warlord atop the biosphere
Who could body cops in riot gear with rocks and flying spears
My career's the return of God that Mayans feared
When I appear on vinyl ya tribe will clock the final years
Shots collide with beers and I'm a shock to eyes and ears
A legend to my predecessors getting props from pioneers
And to my peers I'm Superman but sinister
I rule the land from Hoover dam to the Yucatan peninsula
A visitor from outer s***e taking human form
Detonating a fusion bomb in the booth when music's on...
[Outro]
Ahahahahaha....
I see you are not of this world, you may have gotten the best of me this time, I'll see you on the other side....
[Intro]
Ahhhh what do we have here...
Diabolic, full of p*** and vinegar I see
I'll make quick work of you
[Verse 1]
I'm the epitome of sick, I live in infamy
Spitting a written history depicting my vision vividly
The industry's clearly tripping when I start a movement
Like Timothy Leary given LSD to Harvard students
The sharpest shooting marksman when the target's moving..
I'm a fusion of the greatest parts from humans
With a Martian mutant toured the world got cigars from Cubans.. Then sparked a doob in Amsterdam with Asians saying farfegnugen
Tomorrow's blueprint today my bars and mic connect
Ahead of it's time spitting rhymes I haven't started writing yet
I'm the Archetype not an artist like the rest
I'm Picture perfect without photoshopping dark and light effects
Yes I got regrets understand I'm sharing that
But kept my guard up longer than Buckingham in bearskin hats
I should open up and trust my fans to care in fact
But I really need to know what the f*** this man is staring at
I'm sick of hearing that voice stuck inside my head
Like Simon says:"Diabolic let the virus spread"
Still the illest cat alive or dead the raps we have
Will drive you crazier than Travis Bickle in a taxi cab
Got these tacky fad rappers breaking out the lab
Cause heads are fake like paper mâché to escape from Alcatraz
Countless f*** thinking their computer screen is armor
Transforming to Superheroes on the web like Peter Parker
I won't be a part of that this the Art of Rap
From artists that were prophecized on carvings scratched-in artifacts
Neanderthals drawing me rocking a starter hat
While Aliens from Mars attack as the moon stars collapse
[Interlude]
I have read your manuscript my friend, you plan on rising from peasant to King, you are quite dangerous, I have just the potion for you...
[Verse 2]
Now maybe I'm just tripping or what have I been sipping
Summoned to the other side by souls of mummified Egyptians
Saying my forefathers love the stuff that I been spitting
And respect the drive of a guy stuck in my position
Those I'm governed by try corrupting my decisions
Like correction officers who smuggle drugs inside a prison
But I have risen reached the top of Mount Olympus
And cast Zeus to the outer limits somewhere south of Venice
A Menace like O-Dog,but learned some new tricks
Bars shine now the dark side of the moon's lit
Bright enough to see the aliens in cruise ships
And differences from the landing filmed by Stanley Kubrick
Imagine you mixed:Nas,Wu and Q-Tip
With Fu Shnicks and Eminem on Rawkus I'm what you get
Now the shoe fits a dude strapping 2 sticks
Of dynamite with the fuse lit to ya new kicks
And I don't give two s****
I'm dropping science here
Superhuman in disguise I am not as I appear
I'm the Viking warlord atop the biosphere
Who could body cops in riot gear with rocks and flying spears
My career's the return of God that Mayans feared
When I appear on vinyl ya tribe will clock the final years
Shots collide with beers and I'm a shock to eyes and ears
A legend to my predecessors getting props from pioneers
And to my peers I'm Superman but sinister
I rule the land from Hoover dam to the Yucatan peninsula
A visitor from outer s***e taking human form
Detonating a fusion bomb in the booth when music's on...
[Outro]
Ahahahahaha....
I see you are not of this world, you may have gotten the best of me this time, I'll see you on the other side....