diabolic
loose cannon
(Intro): Please listen, as if you were sober and intelligent And not a drink-sodden, sex-addled wreck I got medical surgeons testin' my urine 'Cause my shock value got me pissin' electrical currents and it's burnin' My pen is workin' overtime, so you go rewind, till you finally know the rhyme, run home and quote the line 'Bolic terrifies ciphers like al-Qaeda And fire rockets like I'm inside the cockpit of a stealth fighter I compel writers to excel despite the fact my deal at Viper was like a cell at Riker's My mic line through midian defines oblivion Ahead of the time I'm livin' in, like the Prime Meridian So why sign and get me in a worthless game where Abel's gonna murder Cain for his personal gain When I can brainstorm a hurricane of purple rain Till it floods the Earth's terrain and bursts in flames The same person remains, but my purpose changed And it's worth the pain of hearin y'all curse my name (Fuck you) We let them hands go, we put our feet down We give a damn, no, we give out beatdowns So let yo fam go, you wanna blam, go 'Cause we can land those, don't even stand close I'm sittin on the edge I'm lethal I'm afraid i might flex on people Might box, might put you in a box If you want it, we can make it pop quick like "blaow" I got half a million rappers catchin' feelings 'Cause I'm mass appealin' like the Sistine Chapel ceiling, and the Whole time y'all prayed Jesus comes I was hearin' demons speak in tongues Sayin' "Rob the preacher's son" Too much Puerto Rican rum keeps me tipsy I'm tryin' to keep my equilibrium like eatin' lithium, so (What?) take the final edit I can inspire Skeptics to get the fuck up like Simon said it, I got a Street sign accepted line of credit With more props for spittin' fire than pyrotechnics, and I Don't gotta drive a 6'5" Alexis for my CD to drop on more blocks than when you die in Tetris Just as I expected, I'll get my poetic justice When the cats who run the game are leavin' on a set of crutches When they lay screamin' (Help me!) in the general public 'Cause the metal rusted on their gun and backfired when it busted We let them hands go, we put our feet down We give a damn, no, we give out beatdowns So let yo fam go, you wanna blam, go 'Cause we can land those, don't even stand close I'm sittin on the edge I'm lethal I'm afraid i might flex on people Might box, might put you in a box If you want it, we can make it pop quick like "blaow" I never claimed to be a gangsta, but I don't fire blanks I'm just known for sayin' crazier shit than Tyra Banks, but Celebrity stars leave us mentally scarred So I came to save the game like a memory card, 'cause Enemy squads just pretend to be hard, Like their mic booths are surrounded by penitentiary bars, and Whenever they rhyme, they get federally charged They're the Mafia and thieves chill wherever they are I don 't believe them, it simply isn't feasible to heat yo pool Can cease a wolf from turnin' you little sheep to wool, I'm a Loose cannon with Duran's hands of stone I leave swagger foreman right in the heart to stand alone It's like cancer-prone DNA strands were cloned And gene spliced with victims from Ground Zero's landin' zone But I'm no hero, I'm a bastard like my parents boned, Had a one-night stand and Pops wouldn't answer the phone I'll fight till I'm jammin' bones with my knuckles breakin' So fuck yo mother, I'll punch yo motherfuckin' face in I'll punch yo face in to make a motherfuckin' statement That I love the underground, I grew up in my mother's basement We let them hands go, we put our feet down We give a damn, no, we give out beatdowns So let yo fam go, you wanna blam, go 'Cause we can land those, don't even stand close I'm sittin on the edge I'm lethal I'm afraid i might flex on people Might box, might put you in a box If you want it, we can make it pop quick like "blaow"