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letra de diabolical - c-mob

[verse 1: c-mob]
have you ever come across someone and you can tell they were not playing with the full deck?
a diabolical villain ready and willing for k!lling i’m ill and so who wanna duel next?
you’ll suffer a cruel death
just wait and see
pistols as you rob the militaries what a [hairy?]
i’mma leave your body buried under masonry
facing me
is not a good decision i suggest you better try to hide your face and flee
hating me
blatantly
all of these people keep making me
give into the evil
i’m about to put the pistol to your head and lеave your skull with the vacancy
then i’m burning up еvery shred of the evidence and leaving at the four investigative agencies
patiently, plotting to k!ll all of you some b-tches so run b-tches
if you don’t think you are some dumb b-tches
i come vicious
got you thinking how could i commit this a evil that’s unspeakable
as soon as the sun switches
over to the pale moonlight
time to dance with the devil
mean in h-ll soon
might be unleashing so i’m reaching for the piece and i’m teaching you if you want it
you’ll be in for a well doom night
at the very least, you’re starting your bleeding
not apologetic, don’t garden a heathen
you’ll all be f-cked in the end
we’ve been sucked into sin
ever since the garden of eden
think twice b-tch if you’re trying to ice chris
i put you in a crisis
probably lifeless
don’t fight this
just give death a nice kiss
the look up on your face when you’re dying is priceless
[hook: c-mob] (x2)
i’m diabolical
f-ck with me i’ll crush you into molecules
my head has no screws in it my tempers very volatile
if you wanna run up on me then you better be prepared
i hope you got a full clip
you should know you’re dealing with a lunatic
my mind is super sick and i be on some diabolical sh-t

[verse 2: bizarre (d-12) & c-mob]
yeah
f-cking sniffing cocaine
at a crackhouse
ak to a n-gga head
ain’t no f-cking way out
i’m a madman
sniffing rocks, sniffing glue, sniffing ashes, beating asses
sniffing you
my name is young buck and i like to f-ck
raping sl-ts
driving my jeepers creepers truck
i’m axl rose mixed with f-cking king gordy (yeah)
it’s 10:30 in the morning sipping on a bl–dy .40
we all know me
my real name is john
i’m a peeping tom
who voted for saddam
i’m a motherf-cking k!ller
even if i lived in pittsburgh i’d still be a motherf-cking stealer
and i’m iller than any mankind
(here’s the corpse you wanted, she’s dead but she’s looking so d-mn fine)
disrespectful sh-t
i’m crazy, i love pain
it’s bizarre, from d-12, and i’m f-cking insane
[hook: c-mob] (x2)
i’m diabolical
f-ck with me i’ll crush you into molecules
my head has no screws in it my tempers very volatile
if you wanna run up on me then you better be prepared
i hope you got a full clip
you should know you’re dealing with a lunatic
my mind is super sick and i be on some diabolical sh-t

[verse 3: koopsta knicca]
rolling up and down the street
looking for some set to creep
n-ggas know that my bogus task
then they pull up they gangsta sass
they know bout my roll
partner, robbing the b-tches who think they harden
dumping tricks in the ditch
that’s my hobby cause i ain’t rich
in the bushes where i hang
but you wanna be a wild thing
get stole yo br–sts up off my bed
now i got to look to monkey let’s hands
no i’m not like dracula, my weapon is a scapula
so don’t try to pr-ck and duck
put your dented check up
cause i’m rushing back open dead
teaching me and clyde

- c mob

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