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[Diabolic]
Forget what you knew,
Welcome to the muthafuckin' battlefield,
[Diabolic: verse 1]
I two-step with Lucifer, and ever since I started dancinâ,
Iâve walked a fine line between Einstein and Charles Manson,
Starvinâ in this famine with my stomach growlinâ,
Like someone shouting a hundred thousand times louder than thunder poundinâ,
Fuck around and Iâll punch youâre mouth in,
Iâm king of the mountain, with my life in this project like its public housing,
Counting on the fact I fire bomb entire songs,
And wonât stop until the worlds inside my palm like Viacom,
Diabolic, Iâll supply the higher wattage via fibre optic wire,
Until you acquire some kinda knowledge,
Cozâ life made me grow wiser than old-timers,
Hot-headed like the ghost rider behind a slow driver,
Sole survivor, flowinâ lavaâs second nature,
So donât test, its best to save youâre breath like respirators,
Iâll throw a punch at youâre ribs that gives youâre lungs asthma,
And has you pouring out youâre guts faster than Dutch masters,
Drunk bastard, past the point of no return,
Like Denzel trickinâ Ethan Hawke into smokinâ sherm,
Judgment overturned, held in court like mordecai,
Mortalize when I make statues bleed and portraits cry,
Iâll go to war for mine, rebel army guard the border,
Iâm in the trenches barkinâ orders like Iâm sergeant slaughter,
Pray to Jesus h for mercy and plead youâre case,
Cozâ on the frontlines youâre dead the second that you see my face!
[Hook: immortal technique]
This is the frontline, this is the dead-zone, barely alive or in a box is how you head home,
This is the frontline, this is the life that I chose, I thought I told you muthafuckas to lock and load,
[Hook: diabolic]
This is the frontline, this is the dead-zone, barely alive or in a box is how you head home,
This is the frontline, this is the life that I chose, I thought I told you muthafuckas to lock and load,
[Immortal technique: verse 2]
They said that the success of my music was theoretic,
But my revenge is sweet enough to murder diabetics,
Eugenics procter and gamble credit racial science,
Couldnât produce a more aggressive intellectual giant,
Nephilim bury emâ, with the bullets left in them,
My heart is blacker than the children of Thomas Jefferson,
Blacker than back in the days of tar and featherin',
A cancerous endocrine, the eagle-ass American,
The hatchet and the sticks, the fascist emblem,
You could call it âconspiracy theoryâ,
I donât give a muthafuck, you could get your mother fucked,
National securityâs a code-word for cover-up,
Hold that down, I look at character,
Never let the color get to ya,
I got white revolutionaries like Muslims in Chechnya,
Percussion thumpinâ like the Russian mafia over ya,
But even they know what itâs like when you fighting for Svoboda,
So whether Slavic, or Islamic, vodka/gin tonic,
Drunken fantasies are cool son, but hereâs the grim logic,
You niggas wanna play industry, and starve to be rich ,
Until they fuck you for millions, like Paul McCartneyâs bitch,
My lions live inside a box like Jumanji,
Sikh niggaz thatâll stab you up like Indira Gandhi,
So never desecrate the space on which I meditate,
My thoughts rip through tank-armored metal plates,
And start to resenate, to the spot where Moses caused the sea to separate
The place that the prophet Muhammad started to levitate,
The exact moment that Jesus rose dead awake,
And Siddhartha became the Buddha that regenerates,
Half a bar over but I bring it home colder than dead soldiers,
Soul controller, holder of knowledge, so fuck dianetics,
Iâm like the whole library in Kemet with Annunaki genetics!
[Hook: diabolic]
This is the frontline, this is the dead-zone, barely alive or in a box is how you head home,
This is the frontline, this is the life that I chose, I thought I told you muthafuckas to lock and load,
[Hook: immortal technique]
This is the frontline, this is the dead-zone, barely alive or in a box is how you head home,
This is the frontline, this is the life that I chose, I thought I told you muthafuckas to lock and load!
[Outro: immortal technique]
Yeah muthafuckaz,
Immortal technique / diabolic
This is the frontline, the people first; one time,
32⦠And a little somethin, ahahaha
33 degrees muthafucka, go home and figure it outâ¦
- Album:
- Fightin Words
- Liar & A Thief
- The Foul Play Mixtape
- Vengeance Ascending
- Overload 2: A Tribute To Metallica (Various Artists)
- Subterraneal Magnitude
- Excisions Of Exorcisms
- Chaos In Hell (EP)
- Miscellaneous
- Liar and a Thief
- Foul Play Mixtape
- Supreme Evil
- Infinity Through Purification
- Metal for the Masses, Volume 2
- Destruction of the Heavenly Realms, Volume V
- In the Eyes of Death IV
- Overload 2 - Tribute to Metallica
- Destruction of the Heavenly Realms, Vol. V
- Total Overload: Tribute to Metallica - 2 CD Set
- Destruction of the Heavenly Realms, Volume VI