[Intro: Diabolic]
Diabolic, Wildcard

[Verse 1:Wildcard]
Yo it's monumental my confidence's confidential like monstrous
Constance continents stomping upon My mental
My mom was a mom who's gentle my pops was a common criminal
Bring drama to songs more common than bombing Islamic temples
I'm ominous on the mental phenomenal prominence
Who I'm stompin' you non-responsive incompetent (???)
So bonkers I pawn (??) professional and I'm cool
But I got G in my center similar to Masonic symbols
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[Interlude]
All of a sudden I'm hearin' this Hip Hop shit, I'm hearin' this Rap shit, I'm hearin' this Gangster crap -- No, no, I'm sorry, to me that's not music

[Verse 2: Diabolic]
Check it -- I'm 'bout to tattoo The Mark of the Beast and start an allegiance with demons harvestin' weed in the Garden of Eden
My squad is the reason y'all pick up and leave
Cause you know Wildcard got a trick up his sleeve
Best believe I'm the same cat who had a Starter Jacket with his pocket full of spray caps and magic markers
I only came back to sabotage you with something DJ's can burn like the plane crash with Travis Barker
I'm the truth y'all are fictitious
I'm Sid Vicious, only fuck dimes so I trip sixes
I'm sick with this, you should know my steeze
Got hoes blowin' me 'till both their knees got (bone) disease (?)
I go overseas gettin' bitches horny
Got 'em stuck to the pole like Flick's tongue in A Christmas Story
Fuck the glory, got a new mentality
Turn the spot into a shooting gallery to boost my salary
[Interlude]
You know when music was -- romantic, and meant something to somebody. Not put the cap in the cop's head or bend over bitch I'll fuck you up your ass

[Verse 3: Wildcard]
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