Right Here Diabolic

[Intro]
I'd like to thank y'all for this opportunity to drop the jewelery, and get this shit poppin' musically

[Verse 1]
Feels like I'm locked in hell's gate and God's my cellmate
Saying "plot this jailbreak, pop the cops who tailgate!"
You sealed your fate, prying inside my business
To find a mind as scientific as Mayan hieroglyphics
As God's my witness, I'll spit viral sickness
Like Bible-scripted Black Plague in the last day's final minutes
On primal vicious grind, 'til my vinyl shipments climb
Through the grapevine to be the finest vintage wine
Sky's the limit? Fine, I'm in your atmosphere
The racketeer the sky into falling on your rap career
And I ain't stacking near the millions I'm worth
'cuz saying something ill in a verse and having skills are a curse
But still, I got a feeling that this villain at work'll be
More chillin' than still-born children at birth
I'm the king, my underlings are building my church
And when your mom close her eyes to pray, I'm stealing her purse
Now, God willing I become the illest on earth
Where love is hate, so I just pray your feelings get hurt
My life is tragic, so it's only right I right the madness
Like being psychopathic's my right of passage
Don't care what the price of gas is, I'll splash it on you
While I'm lighting matches and put out the flames with nitric acid
Spiteful bastard, I'm back with a vengeance
A fifth of Jack and Mac-11 to capture the essence