Diablos Lyrics

[Louis Logic]
If this was a live show I'd probably get dragged from
the stage
handcuffed & caged for cursin' and spittin' at 5-0
I'm on a mission to find folks to victimize
Sadomasochists wishin' to die slow listen to my flows
The torturous, I'll see to it you're finished
Leave your unfortunate seeds in an orphanage
Even if your image dictates, you love the way a dick
tastes
you'll get tossed from a big stage
Put your hands down dickface, I didn't tell you to
raise them
I started underground and then I fell through the
basement
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
I'm 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
He's the Compassionless, [and he's the Antagonist]
DIABLOS!!! (Both)

[Celph Titled]
Yo, who the f*ck else you know that'll run up on ya
block strip
like an insane Christopher Columbus and start
conquering shit
Celph Titled's that nigga, and he ain't playin' dog
I thought I told you that we blazin' niggas '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, I've been up in
it
Masterpiece verses everything that I've done dope
f*ck puffin' on cigars, I'll blow donut holes with gun
smoke
I don't want your demo rappers, we extort'em
you ain't goin' platinum nigga, you gon' be post-mortem
slice the throats of your whole click till my palms hurt
and it'll be more rednecks than a Willie Nelson
concert/
Better believe me mothaf*cka we ain't 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 f*ckin' roof and see just how fly you
are

[Chorus]
Heathenous, [Cretinous]
Reasonless, [Savages]
Treasonous Activists, [Greedy and Ravenous]
We Face Off, [Wage War] and Beat up on Pacifists
He's the Compassionless, [and he's the Antagonist]
[I'm tryna to put a curse on you]
DIABLOS!!! (Both)

[Louis Logic]
I should never be fooled with
My devilish music will put a spell on you stupid
Whoever you're cool with will forever be losers
I'll hit you so hard your kids'll inherit the bruises
Malevolent moodshifts 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 ain't shit changed Lou, we 2 of the f*ckin' illest
niggas
the type of cats that'll randomly murder serial killers
I'm an angry person that'll hang you from a dangling
curtain
for certain I'm like Satan lurkin' through paintings
and serpents
An ill contortionist, twist your body and crack limbs
and you can see what it's like to walk forward but face
backwards
My dick get hard when I pull the rifle and spray shots
and leave your whole crew shakin' worse than Michael J.
Fox

[Chorus] - 2X
Heathenous, [Cretinous]
Reasonless, [Savages]
Treasonous Activists, [Greedy and Ravenous]
We Face Off, [Wage War], and Beat up on Pacifists
He's the Compassionless, [and he's the Antagonist]
DIABLOS!!! (Both)

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