- Celph Titled Diablos 歌詞
- Celph Titled
- [Intro]:
'Very important'
What? What? Yo, Louis ****in Logic. (Celph Titled)
[Verse One] [Louis Logic]
If this was a live show Id probably get dragged from the stage
Handcuffed and caged for cursin and spittin at 5-0
Im on a mission to find folks to victimize
Sadomasochists wishin to die slow listen to my flows
The torturous
Ill see to it youre finished
Leave your unfortunate seeds in an orphanage
Even if your image dictates
You love the way a **** tastes
Youll get tossed from a big stage
Put your hands down **** face
I didnt tell you to raise them
I started underground and then I fell through the ba*****t
Misplaced soul like I had to sell it to Satan
And amidst the hellish arrangement tried to tell him to change it
So make irrelevant statements, say that you sell your tape
And say that your 12' played on your favorite well listened station
Im waitin for celebratin your folded career over a beer
I know where you live, wake up and smell the fragrance
[Chorus] [Louis Logic] (Celph Titled)
Heathenous (Cretinous)
Reasonless (Savages)
Treasonous activists
(Greedy and ravenous)
We face off (Wage war)
And beat up on pacifists
(Hes the compassionless)
And hes the antagonist
Diabolos!
[Verse Two] [Celph Titled]
Yo, who the **** else you know
Thatll run up on your block strip
Like an insane Christopher Columbus and start conquering ****
Celph Titleds that *****, and he ain't playin dog
I thought I told you that we blazin *****s till they skin fall off
Roll out the red carpet and make you blend in with it
And that place that you were born from
Ive been up in it
Masterpiece verses everything that Ive done ****
**** puffin on cigars, Ill blow donut holes with gun smoke
I dont want your demo , rappers, we extort em
You aint goin platinum *****, you gon be postmortem
Slice the throats of your whole clique till my palms hurt
And itll be more rednecks than a Willie Nelson concert
Better believe me ************ we aint nice thugs
We know the real and pull your card like fake I.D.s at nightclubs
Lift up that skirt and see just what type of guy you are
Throw you off the ****in roof and see just how fly you are
[Chorus] [Louis Logic] (Celph Titled)
Heathenous (Cretinous)
Reasonless ( Savages)
Treasonous activists
(Greedy and ravenous)
We face off (Wage war)
And beat up on pacifists
(Hes the compassionless)
And hes the antagonist
Diabolos!
[Verse Three] [Louis Logic]
I should never be fooled with
My devilish music will put a spell on you stupid
Whoever youre cool with will forever be losers
Ill hit you so hard your kids will inherit the bruises
Malevolent mood shifts attached to Satan
And a sick fascination with Patrick Bateman
Then disguise the crimes from the pigs at the station
They missed that arraignment cause I slipped past probation
[Celph Titled]
And aint **** changed Lou, we two of the ****in illest *****s
The type of cats thatll randomly murder serial killers
Im an angry person thatll hang you from a dangling curtain
For certain Im like Satan lurkin through paintings and serpents
An ill contortionist, twist your body and crack limbs
And you can see what its like to walk forward but face backwards
My **** get hard when I pull the rifle and spray shots
And leave your whole crew shakin worse than Michael J. Fox
[Chorus] [Louis Logic] (Celph Titled )
Heathenous (Cretinous)
Reasonless (Savages)
Treasonous activists
(Greedy and ravenous)
We face off (Wage war)
And beat up on pacifists
( Hes the compassionless)
And hes the antagonist
Diabolos!
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