Not Again Vinnie Paz

Diabolic

Ahhh ha ha haaaa...
Diabolic / Vinnie Paz
Foul Play bitch!

[Verse 1 - Diabolic:]
I got Pope John Paul in his casket turnin'
When I’m at a catholic sermon, smashed with a flask of bourbon
Dashing in a black suburban, passing, swervin'
Crash n' burnin', like attacks from Iraq insurgents
But now I’m back determined to have some virgins
Taking face shots like Botox, I’m a plastic surgeon
Not your average person, coz' this cash I’m earnin'
Got me riding dirty like the mastered version of my tracks with cursing
The illest cat for certain, too perverted to mention
In a class by myself like internal suspension
I'm terminal spreadin' through you're chest and ribs
Till the song’s stuck in ya’ head and gives you less than a month left to live
Infect the kids, I love to poison minds
Got hoes bending over backwards like double jointed spines
I’m at the point in time where I don’t give a flying fuck
And if I get fired up you get you're jaw wired shut

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