Cralls, Diabolic - Stuck in my brain lyrics

Y'all already know, Cralls on the beat
It's time to wake the fuck up now
It's about that time diabolic (yeah)
Cralls where the fuck you at i'm right here
We 'bout to go in right now
Alright let's do it then

I'm far too extreme, for marketing schemes
Talkin' to teens still on stage barkin'
And they're startin' to scream
As far as it seems
Hip-Hop's a foreign regime
We the squad of marines
Armed with particle beams
I'm a starvin' artist full of horrible dreams
With an arsonal or bars to pull
It apart at the seams
Workin' hard for the cream
I'm earnin' my keep
Top of the world chillin' with
The earth at my feet
Word on the street Bolic's
'bout to vertical leap
Fly head first into a cipher
And murder the beat i'll get personal
Persecute a person's beliefs
Screamin' God don't exist while you in
A church with a priest
Burnin' a leaf to cure my sickening thoughts
Twisted off quarts of Guiness
'till my vision distorts so before you test
I suggest you mission abort
Or you're fuckin' dead
Like you stuck your dick in a corpse

Allow me to explain, this is not a game
Turn on the radio, shit is all the same
Another wack song gettin' stuck
Inside my brain so, it's fuck the world
Shit will never change

I'm not a rat
But, I dwell in catacombs why I'm always dark
I spit poison in your arteries
To close your heart
My flow is hard, I'm an animal on Noah's Ark
I'm equivalent to Da Vinci
Both composing art i'm exposing harm
And only I can judge myself
I'm the devil now, so Satan is stuck in hell
I take whatever's dealt
Use it as a brutal force
Make any two divorce and blame
It on the stupid whore
Givin' birth underground would make
Your rap emerging
Cralls and Diabolic for sure is
Not your average person
I never had a purpose, I was born an accident
See I'm a dog, fuckin' raw like my rappin' is
What my habit is, I combine words to kill
I was born with it
I never had to learn the skill
I'm fuckin' sick
My doc made me turn to pills
When you address me by name
I'm reffered as Ill

Fuck this battle, I'm a war vet
I'm original, and American made like Corvette
I ain't got a fortune but enough to carry me
You could learn something from us
We're the fuckin' faculty
Got the world mad at me
You wouldn't want to battle me
Unless you want to get
Ripped open like anatomy laugh at me
You're lucky if you get your jaw to open
I know you're a pussy
Cause your water's broken

Yo, Diabolic don't need to pull
A pistol and squeeze
To knock you off your high
Horse like Christopher Reeves
Me and Cralls will brawl 'till
We're crippled and bleed
Just to say some real shit
The kids will believe
So, it's simple to see
If we're in the same place
I would slap that fake tear
Drop off Lil' Wayne's face
And fuck Dre, put him in a live rap battle
I'd kill him on stage
Like he's Dimebag Darrell