Not Again

[Verse 1 - Diabolic] I got pope John Paul in his casket turning When I'm at a Catholic sermon smashed with a flask of bourbon Dashing in a black suburban, passing, swervin' Crashin', burnin' like attacks from Iraq insurgents But now I'm back, determined to have some virgin Taking face shots like botox from a plastic surgeon Not your average person, cause this cash I'm earning Got me riding dirty like the mastered version of my tracks with cursing The illest cat for certain, too perverted to mention In a class by myself like internal suspension I'm terminal, spreading through your chest and ribs 'til the song's stuck in your head and gives you less than a month left to live Infect the kids, I love to poison minds Got hoes bending over backwards like double-jointed spines I'm at the point in time where I don't give a flying fuck And if I get fired up you get your jaw wired shut And it's [Hook - Diabolic] Mic check, one two, we back on the block again Body in the trunk, somebody's getting shot again Fist full of haze, stomach full of Heineken My bitch put the radio on - No, not again! We want that real shit, something I can feel shit You know the gutter shit, fuck all that other shit That go to war shit, kicking in the door shit Diabolic, Vinnie Paz, yeah, that raw shit [Verse 2 - Vinnie Paz] Ayo D, you the foulest motherfucker around Anyone who got a beef with us get stuck with the pound That's regardless if they haters or they fuck with the sound And regardless if they ravers or they come from uptown I don't care who gets stuck - Black, white, Spanish, anybody My weaponry a left hook and a mini shottie I don't discriminate, Pazienza blazing people I'll kill your dog and eat him up like I was Asian people Me and Diabolic similar to haze and diesel It's straight to the head and stick inside the veins of people And Pazienza too intelligent, my brain'll eat you My bitch stay strapped - even Vinnie dame is lethal I did a little bid for taking fucking change from people But Diabolic did the motherfuckin' same, we equal That's why people call the two of us insanely evil And that's why people call the two of us insanely evil [Hook] [Verse 3] [Vinnie Paz] I scream "Allahu Akbar, murder murder. kill kill" In the same sentence, that's why I'm incredibly ill We better rebuild, and put the motherfuckin' pope in prison For practicing remote-control socialism But I ain't mean to get political on this shit So give me a forty-ounce and pass the motherfuckin' biscuit And do some type of shit I did that I don't wanna revisit Y'all better tell the C-cypher that they gonna need ballistics [Diabolic] So keep your distance, cause me and Vinnie? We the sickest We'll make you sleep with fishes like tsunamis from the east Pacific I keep a spliff lit, guzzling this Belvedere Chase it with a twelve of beer, and heaven fell, hell is here Hell yeah, I smell your fear, and I'm your fearless leader With lyrics deeper than the crater left in Hiroshima So if you love Hip-Hop but saw the spirit leave ya Me and Vinnie thought we'd bring it back here to see ya [Hook]