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doin' my thing - diabolic lyrics

[verse one]
yo, i gamble playin’ russian roulette and blast tecs (blah)
then bet your -ss i -ss bet when i got no cash left
never scared of electric chairs or snapped necks (na)
i died years ago, i’m living out my last breath
so get your head out the clouds, with his hands in stone
leave cloud nine on the ground zero landing zone (haha)
i stand alone and lead a raging wave of peasants
that’ll raise h-ll until it incinerates the gates of heaven (c’mon)
i’m an aids infection in human form (uh-huh)
either take your life or with your naked wife shooting p-rn (b-tch)
you’ve been warned like anyone i do a song with (uh-huh)
i’ll outshine you so fans don’t notice you were on it (who’s that?)
f-ck if i get publicized in the public eye
i’m dope enough to have xzibit pimp my mother’s ride (pimp that)
trust has died in my circle and it’s justified
by people hating, with me mistaken for some other guy
like i won’t find an a&r to gain his trust
blaze a dutch and lace the haze with angel dust
then kidnap his b-tch -ss and rape his sl-t (ho)
it’s payback for the artist on the shelf labels f-cked (f-cked)
snitches won’t get st-tches for taping us (na)
they get rusty blade razor cuts stapled shut (haha)
waking up wrong side of the bed no god and light (na)
hungover everyday like which side is right (what?)
one side of life, wife wants war today
on the other side i got bills i can’t afford to pay (i’m broke)
it’s like i can’t enjoy watching my daughter play (come here)
so f-ck y’all, i’m doing me, nothing more to say (now!)

[hook]
follow my lead, you been doing it wrong (wrong)
i go against the grain and refuse to conform (form)
you’ve been warned, i’m ’bout to crush the mold (mold)
plus i don’t truth a soul so i’m (doing my own thing)

y’all swallowed by greed, i’m true to my song (song)
i go against the grain and refuse to conform (form)
you’ve been warned, i’m ’bout to lose control (trol)
so let the truth be told i’m (doing my own thing)

[verse 2:]
son of a gun, thuggin’ with my cousin rifle smoke
and a sniper scope that could pin-point an isotope
on a lighter note, i would cash in my right to vote (here)
convincing cheney to grab george and slice his throat
life’s a joke, white flippin’, twice as broke (b-tch)
she likes ice and c0kes when i can’t afford the price of soap
my righteous hopes are spun by this c0ke and rum
a sniper’s smokin’ gun and fightin’ folks with drums
to the naked eye bolic might appear to be normal (yeah)
but i don’t trust a soul, why would i trust mere mortals (na)
i lack clear morals roasting splifs and roaches
just taking the honest approach with hidden motives
so i said hey panic (hey) get deranged, brain damage
supplying raw behind the boards in a straight jacket
make a track with sample vocals and base added
about what i do, and this is what it came back with
same insane madness you would expect (word)
all jokes aside, so i suggest you move to the left (move!)
before i make you swallow your pride, chew and digest
pick a nice night to knife fight and duel to the death
got too much respect not to live
so god forbid you force me to show just how real bolic is
a god amongst mens, politics and crazed thoughts
me and the shroud of turin are cut from the same cloth (haha)
what goes around comes around i have to warn you
i’m the karma from your past coming back to haunt you
it’s diabolic, moman, ny to chi-town (town)
worldwide now (now), we got the game tied down (down)
c’mon

- diabolic lyrics

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