Diabolic - I Don't Wanna Rhyme Lyrics
Yo Engineer… I think I lost my mutha*****in’ mind man…Diabolic / Foul Play,We taking over the mutha*****in’ game![Verse 1]I remember being on my momma’s porch, A kid with rotten thoughtsTossing tomahawks at kids to knock’em off their rocking horseNow I’m at war connecting cops to electric shock treatmentAnd I’m not leaving till their eyes pop-bleeding and heart stop beatingThe whole cop precinct thinks I should be in a padded roomWhen they’re the bastards who *****ed Luima in the ass with broomsI travel through and kill the mothers of these savage goonsFill the house with gaseous fumes, lighten up a match like BOOMOn the crime scene they’ll have the camera zoomedAt every massive wound I left when I stab the womb with plastic spoonsAnd now the planet’s doomed ’cause this afternoonI was pissing out the sun’s flames with guns aimed at the moonCats assume I’m cracking jokes but I ain’t laughin’ folksI’d slash ya throat for a pack of smokes if my ass is brokeStashing coke staying cool, I ain’t no nervous wreckI earned respect burning purple sess’ during urine testI flirt with certain death attacking for some fame and fortuneWith some raging swordsmen torching whose on stage performingTake this chloroform and pour it on some fresh linenGag you have your head spinning, tied up like the tenth inningBreadwinnin’ I sex women, slap the chaperoneTake her in the back to bone and tape it on my camera-phoneI have the throne hard as granite stone, The illest rapper knownInside New York’s catacombs Underground cause that’s my home.[Hook]I think I lost my mind, I’m bout to cross the lineStart a riot, kill a cop and just toss the nineI’m hungry all the time, Pain is all I find***** my music, I’ma loose it, I don’t wanna rhyme (2x)[Verse 2]I was born from mom’s colon possessed by the ghost of Lamont ColemanNow Sean’s flowing like hemoglobin through a hole in Ron GoldmanI’ll be slapping jaws, *****es I be stabbing rawTapping more than a Jehovah’s witness knocking at ya doorSmashing whores, bangin' in the car like 808’sMore semen than a naval base, skeeting on their facial traitsMe and my label mates don’t need a watch from Jacob’s placeTo make her take a taste and add devils horns to a angel faceAin’t at the VMA’s, I’ll be up at CMJ with *****es on their knees to praySwallowing my DNA, Drunk chug ENJ, Dodging pigs driving fordsI see more holding cells than salesmen at Verizon storesIron core hard as nails raised inside a garbage pailCoulda went to Harvard-Yale or Princeton that bechose the market’s salesThe end is near, I sense ya fear cuz me and EngineerGuzzled Everclear and sabotaged the Western HemisphereThey sent us here when I stepped in Hell with JezebelsPressed the 12? and heaven fell every-time my record sellsI’ll be dead or left in jail before I’ll be the next to failOther cats don’t measure well like ounces on a Metric scaleMy train of thoughts pay the cost and never take a lossMake you a decaying corpse and laugh through my day in courtDon’t play it off like I won’t run a razor straight across ya throatTill there’s tomato sauce spraying towards your neighbors porch.[Hook]I think I lost my mind, I’m bout to cross the lineStart a riot, kill a cop and just toss the nineI’m hungry all the time, Pain is all I find***** my music, I’ma loose it, I don’t wanna rhyme. (4x)
