C-Mob, Koopsta Knicca, Bizarre - Diabolical lyrics

Have you ever come across someone
And you can tell
They were not playing with the full deck?
A diabolical villain ready and
Willing for killing I'm
Ill and so who wanna duel next?
You'll suffer a cruel death
Just wait and see pistols as you rob the
Militaries what a hairy
I'mma leave your body buried under masonry
Facing me
Is not a good decision I suggest you better
Try to hide your face and flee hating me
Blatantly all of these people keep making me
Give into the evil
I'm about to put the pistol to your head
And lеave your skull with the vacancy
Then I'm burning up еvery
Shred of the evidence and leaving at the
Four investigative agencies
Patiently, plotting to kill all of you
Some bitches so run bitches
If you don't think you are some dumb bitches
I come vicious
Got you thinking how could I commit
This a evil that's unspeakable
As soon as the sun switches
Over to the pale moonlight
Time to dance with the devil
Mean in hell soon might be unleashing so I'm
Reaching for the piece
And I'm teaching you if you want it
You'll be in for a well doom night
At the very least
You're starting your bleeding
Not apologetic, don't garden a heathen
You'll all be fucked in the end
We've been sucked into sin
Ever since the Garden of Eden
Think twice bitch if you're
Trying to ice Chris i put you in a crisis
Probably lifeless don't fight this
Just give death a nice kiss
The look up on your face
When you're dying is priceless
I'm diabolical
Fuck with me I'll crush you into molecules
My head has no screws in
It my tempers very volatile
If you wanna run up on me
Then you better be prepared
I hope you got a full clip
You should know you're dealing with a lunatic
My mind is super sick and I
Be on some diabolical shit

Yeah fucking sniffing cocaine
At a crackhouse aK to a nigga head
Ain't no fucking way out i'm a madman
Sniffing rocks, sniffing glue
Sniffing ashes, beating asses
Sniffing you
My name is Young Buck and I like to fuck
Raping sluts
Driving my Jeepers Creepers truck
I'm Axl Rose mixed with fucking King Gordy
(yeah) it's 10: 30 in the morning
Sipping on a bloody 40 we all know me
My real name is John i'm a peeping Tom
Who voted for Saddam
I'm a motherfucking killer
Even if I lived in Pittsburgh I'd
Still be a motherfucking stealer
And I'm iller than any mankind
(Here's the corpse you wanted
She's dead but she's looking so damn fine)
Disrespectful shit i'm crazy, I love pain
It's Bizarre, from D-12
And I'm fucking insane bitch i'm diabolical
Fuck with me I'll crush you into molecules
My head has no screws in
It my tempers very volatile
If you wanna run up on me
Then you better be prepared
I hope you got a full clip
You should know you're dealing with a lunatic
My mind is super sick and I
Be on some diabolical shit

Rolling up and down the street
Looking for some set to creep
Niggas know that my bogus task
Then they pull up they gangsta sass
They know bout my roll
Partner, robbing the bitches who
Think they harden
Dumping tricks in the ditch
That's my hobby cause I ain't rich
In the bushes where I hang
But, you wanna be a wild thing
Get stole yo breasts up off my bed
Now I got to look to monkey let's hands
No I'm not like Dracula
My weapon is a scapula
So don't try to prick and duck
Put your dented check up
Cause, I'm rushing back open dead
Teaching me and Clyde