Stomping Grounds

[Hook: Diabolic] I ain't in the club Can't afford no bubbly I ain't got shit So you don't wanna fuck with me Shit is poppin' now Time to lock it down And see a soldier Leave his footprints in your stomping grounds [Hook] [Verse 1: Diabolic] Birth of dominance On some divide and conquer shit Got so bent, I split Pangaea Into seven continents Before the tall travels Went to war and stormed castles Swinging swords in more battles Than Snake Eyes and Storm Shadow Explore Babel's Tower So now I have the power Causing scattered showers Raining fire every half an hour The seventh sign to ya Fetter lines the best you'll find I'll stand the test of time And outrun it, so I'm ahead of mind In times, I get to find The devil's kind in God's likeness Part righteous, hatin' Makin' joints tight as arthritis Bar fighter Cauterizin' eyes with car lighters And I don't see you nearin' me So lyrically I'm farsighted Born the dopest More ferocious Than a swarm of locusts Or some poor and hopeless Peasants with C-4 explosives Feeling claustrophobic I exceed your normal dosage Giving formal notice 'Bolic never lost his focus [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Diabolic] (Yo) I plot to master lock This pop culture aftershock Move to Planet Rock And have more props On stage than Carrot Top No glamor shots On your Magnavox plasma screen No ads in magazines Just North Pole and tractor beams Smack the battle scene Shatter dreams, took the title Raided club hater with Smoothe And I still pushed the final I think you're basic, ignoramus I ain't big and famous But I can take your greatest masterpiece And fingerpaint it Drink some tainted liquor Give you my distinctive cadence Then turn the tide You'll burn alive Like the English patient My thoughts orbit Venus You'll get torn to pieces By an aborted fetus Jesus had me born a genius So will I need an orthopedist Just to cure diseases Now all I need is a crowbar To get you off my penis But I'm broke And my budget couldn't afford some Reese's That's why respect in this game's Paying for my features [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Diabolic] (Yo) I swore allegiance To this hip-hop For shadowboxin' And the Big Apple's rotten So I only have one option And that's to die sinnin' Then take your lives grinnin' Slide in and ring your necks Like Burmese drops women It's nine innings, game over 'Bolic dominates, wide awake Violatin' while you hibernate It's commonplace for me To shake the Earth's tectonic plates Open holes in the Empire State And swallow fakes Annihilate my competetion In the top position Shopliftin' a pot to piss in From their mama's kitchen That's how I'm livin' So if and when disaster strikes My appetite for destruction Feeds me in the afterlife 'Cuz my satellites above my head Can Google Earth Something tells me what the government Can do is worse That's why I'm doin' dirt Makin' sure my records spin I feel it in my flesh and skin This is where the end begins [Hook x2]