Diablos Songtext
von Louis Logic

Yo, if this was a live show, I′d probably get dragged from the stage
Handcuffed and caged for cursing and spitting that 5-0
I'm on a mission to find folks to victimize
Sadist masochists wishing to die slow, listen to my flow
The torturous, I′ll see to it, you're finished
Leave your unfortunate seed in an orphanage
Even if your image dictates you love the way a dick tastes
You'll get tossed from a big stage
Put your hands down, dickface, I didn′t tell you to raise them
I started underground and then I fell through the basement
Misplaced soul like I had to sell it to Satan
In the midst of hellish arrangement, try to tell him to change it
So make a relevant statement, say that you sell your tape
Then say that your 12-inch played on your favorite Wellyson station
I′m waiting for celebrating your folded career over a beer
I know where you live, wake up and smell the fragrance


Heathenous, cretinous, treasonous, savages
Treasonous activists, greedy and ravenous
We face off, wage war and beat up on pacifists
He's the compassionless and he′s the antagonist (Diablo!)

Yo, who the fuck else you know that'll run up on your block strip
Like an insane Christopher Columbus and start conquering shit?
Celph Titled′s that nigga and he ain't playing, dog
I thought I told you that we blazing niggas ′til they skin fall off
Roll out the red carpet and make you blend in with it
And that place that you was born from, I've been up in it
Masterpiece verses, everything that I've done dope
Fuck puffing on cigars, I blow donut holes with gun smoke
I don′t want your demo rappers, we extort ′em
You ain't going platinum, nigga, you gon′ be postmortem
Slice the throats of your whole clique 'til my palms hurt
And it′ll be more rednecks than a Willie Nelson concert
Better believe me, motherfucker, we ain't nice thugs
We know the real and pull your card like fake IDs at nightclubs
Lift up that skirt and see just what type of guy you are
Throw you off the fucking roof and see just how fly you are


Heathenous, cretinous, treasonous, savages
Treasonous activists, greedy and ravenous
We face off, wage war and beat up on pacifists
He′s the compassionless and he's the antagonist (Diablo!)

I'm trying to put a curse on you, I should never be fooled with
My devilish music will put a spell on you, stupid
Whoever you′re cool with will forever be losers
I′ll hit you so hard, your kids'll inherit the bruises
Malevolent mood shifts attached to Satan
And a sick fascination with Patrick Bateman
Then disguise the crimes from the pigs at the station
And miss that arraignment ′cause I slipped past probation

And ain't shit changed, Lou, we two of the fucking illest niggas
The type of cats that will randomly murder serial killers
I′m an angry person that'll hang you from a dangling curtain
For certain, I′m like Satan lurking through paintings of serpents
An ill contortionist, twist your body and crack limbs
And you can see what it's like to walk forward but face backwards
My dick get hard when I pull the rifle and spray shots
And leave your whole crew shaking worse than Michael J. Fox

Heathenous, cretinous, treasonous, savages
Treasonous activists, greedy and ravenous
We face off, wage war and beat up on pacifists
He's the compassionless and he′s the antagonist (Diablo!)
Heathenous, cretinous, treasonous, savages
Treasonous activists, greedy and ravenous
We face off, wage war and beat up on pacifists
He′s the compassionless and he's the antagonist (Diablo!)

I will kill you
I will kill you
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
I thought I told you motherfuckers
We′ll rip your fucking tongue out and smack the shit out you with it
Bitch ass motherfuckers