Diabolic
The Strike Line
[Verse 1]
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[Verse 2]
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[Verse 3]
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[Verse 4: King Magnetic]
The possibility of hostility
Increasing when I'm speaking on ability
Your lack of, it's killing me
It's me and Diabolic sizin' (Syze and) up ya wallet
So I can get these savings
Rising off of a college, lies from a bunch of scholars
Died for a couple dollars
Both happen around here, if you try to [?]
And I'll be swinging like a freaky couple does
Fuck with us, it's like sniffing OxyContins, I'll crush your buzz
Lost Cauze, we don't break it, we adjust the law
Bust blue steel until you see Jus Allah
What up, Vin and Dope
But now I'm finna hope
For coming in the game, it's not a game, it's skin and throats
It's getting thrown I got a half of the
I got a habit of stabbing my hand
And whatever's happened to fam
Whatever happened to fans
If I expand any further, it's murder in every land
They heard of us, the Army invading [?]
[Verse 5: Jus Allah]
[?] impatient and packing
It's an accident waiting to happen
I can smell blood, I want a taste of the action
I only take drugs out of a fatal reaction
I ain't even phased by it, I'm chasing the dragon
I can't stop for the pain, it's a wasted emotion
A drop of rain into the ocean
I can't quit coming home with blood-stained clothing
Why try to fix something it it ain't broken
I like the fight with the hammers outside of the camera sight
And I stand by my words like Vanna White
While your family on the curb lighting candle lights
Cops wanna find me and read me my Miranda rights
But I skipped town, loaded up [?]
I slowed down, I was coming to an amber light
I leave people on the ground like the cancelled flight
Then I return back around the annual night