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[Intro]

Oh, you mother fuckers thought it was over, huh

Well its not, you didn't count on a fallen angel

getting back into the grace of God and coming after you

Ya'll niggaz ain't shit

Your producers ain't shit

Your fucking A & R ain't shit

I'll fucking wipe my ass with your demo deal

Yo Diabolic, take this mother fucker's head off

[Diabolic]

Go ahead and grip glocks

I'll snap your trigger finger in six spots

You'll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shots

I'll watch you topple flat

Put away your rings and holla back

Can't freestyle, you're screwed off the top like bottle caps

Beneath the surface, I'm over heating your receiving circuits

By unleashing deeper verses than priests speak in churches

What you preach is worthless

Your worship defeat the purpose

Like President Bush taking bullets for the Secret Service

Beyond what ya'll fathom

I shit on cats and jaw tap ?em

Show no compassion like having a straight faced orgasm

Tour jack ?em, have his half a ten bitch suck my friend's dick

In the mean time, you can French kiss this clenched fist

Diabolic, a one man brigade spreading cancer plague

This fucking a pussy's face, holding a hand grenade

So if I catch you bluffin'

Faggot, you're less than nothing

I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction

[Technique]

You mother fuckers are nothing

You cannot harm me

I'll resurrect every aborted baby and start an army

Storm the planet hunting you down cuz I'm on a mission

To split your body into a billion one-celled organisms

Immortal Technique will destroy your religion you stupid bitch

You're faker than blue-eyed crackers nailed to a crucifix

I'm bout to blow up like Nasa Challenger computer chips

Arsenic language transmitted revolutionarily

I'm like time itself, I'm gunna kill you inevitably

Chemically bomb you, fuck using a chrome piece

I'm Illmatic, you won't make it home like Jerome's niece

I'll sever your head diagonally for thinking of dissin' me

And then ill use your dead body to write my name in calligraphy

This public democracy, brain washed your psychology

So you're nothing like diversity without equality

And your crew is full of more faggots than Greek mythology

Using numerology, to count the people I sent to Heaven

Produces more digits than 22 divided by 7

You're like Kevin Spacey, your style is usually suspect

You never killed a cop, you not a mother fucking thug yet

Your mind is empty and spacious

Like the part of the brain the appreciated culture in a racist

Face it, you too basic, you're never gunna make it

Like children walking through Antarctica, butt naked

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