Diablos - J.J. Brown, Louis Logic, Celph Titled

If this was a live show I’d probably get dragged from the stage

Handcuffed & caged for cursin' and spittin' at 5−0

I’m on a mission to find folks to victimize

Sadomasochists wishin' to die slow listen to my flows

The torturous, I’ll see to it you’re finished

Leave your unfortunate seeds 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

And amidst the hellish arrangement tried to tell him to change it

So make irrelevant statements, say that you sell your tape

And say that your 12″ played on your favorite well listened station

I’m waitin' for celebratin' your folded career over a beer

I know where you live, wake up and smell the fragrance

+ (Celph Titled)

Heathenous,

Reasonless,

Treasonous Activists,

We Face Off,, and Beat up on Pacifists

He’s the Compassionless,

DIABLOS!!!

(Both)

Yo, who the fuck else you know that’ll run up on ya block strip

Like an insane Christopher Columbus and start conquering shit

Celph Titled’s that nigga, and he ain’t playin' dog

I thought I told you that we blazin' niggas 'till they skin fall off

Roll out the red carpet and make you blend in with it

And that place that you were born from, I’ve been up in it

Masterpiece verses everything that I’ve done dope

Fuck puffin' on cigars, I’ll blow donut holes with gun smoke

I don’t want your demo rappers, we extort’em

You ain’t goin' platinum nigga, you gon' be post-mortem

Slice the throats of your whole click till my palms hurt

And it’ll be more rednecks than a Willie Nelson concert

Better believe me mothafucka we ain’t nice thugs

We know the real and pull your card like fake I.D.'s at nightclubs

Lift up that skirt and see just what type of guy you are

Throw you off the fuckin' roof and see just how fly you are

Heathenous,

Reasonless,

Treasonous Activists,

We Face Off, and Beat up on Pacifists

He’s the Compassionless,

DIABLOS!!!

(Both)

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 moodshifts attached to Satan

And a sick fascination with Patrick Bateman

Then disguise the crimes from the pigs at the station

They missed that arraignment cause I slipped past probation

And ain’t shit changed Lou, we 2 of the fuckin' illest niggas

The type of cats that’ll randomly murder serial killers

I’m an angry person that’ll hang you from a dangling curtain

For certain I’m like Satan lurkin' through paintings and 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 shakin' worse than Michael J. Fox

Heathenous,

Reasonless,

Treasonous Activists,

We Face Off,, and Beat up on Pacifists

He’s the Compassionless,

DIABLOS!!!

(Both)