Right Here - Diabolic
I'd like to thank y'all for this opportunity to
Drop the jewelery  and get this sh*t poppin' musically
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
I'm just an artist getting closer to the edge
So when I go over  know I put my soul in what I said
For real  'Bolic ain't focused on the bread
I had enough of that  so if you with me where the f**k you at
(Where the f**k you at ) We right here
F**k your gunfights  all I need is one mic and crowd time
And I can outshine the sunlight on cloud 9
For now I'm climbing uphill and grinding
'Til I chill reclining on a diamond-studded silver lining
Fearless rhyming  but those skeptics don't get it
Most said I dig my own grave  I'm too poetic
Stress like Po said  let's Organize Konfusion
I'm just a microphone fiend  always high  using
The rush intoxicated me and fortified the movement
And plus I get to slaughter guys  all for my amusement
Drawing my conclusion  don't need a label budget
So I'm saying "f**k it" like I'm way above it  you can hate or love it
Raised in Suffolk  fighting like I'm Razor Ruddock
Without a pot to piss in  urinate in public
In the home of Rakim  Erick Sermon  R A  the Rugged
Diabolic's dancing with the devil angel-dusted
Bring the ruckus  let's rumble in the slums
So I can punch you in the ribs 'til they're puncturing your lungs
I'm just wondering  how the f**k you doubling your funds
By lying about scratching off the numbers on a gun
Cuz the muthaf**kas where I'm from feel inside
That even though Dilla died  hiphop is still alive
And it will survive the fake thugs talking tough
When I click the nine and get a dial tone and call your bluff
I'm just an artist getting closer to the edge
So when I go over  know I put my soul in what I said
For real  'Bolic ain't focused on the bread
I had enough of that  so if you with me
Where the f**k you at
Where the f**k you at  We right heAnnotatere