Lirik Lagu Diablo - Mac Miller
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[Intro]Yeah, yeah, yeahRap diabloYeah, yeah
[Verse 1]It's the rap diablo, macho when I drop flowsBar gets raised up, it's me and Petey PabloColder than gazpacho, colder than the monoRappin' head honcho, rocking shows like I was BonoI go play a couple keys on the pianoThe industry a lie, all the promises were hollowFollow me I could show you where we be's atHow'd I get my g-pass? None of your fuckin' beeswaxThese raps bring a joint together like a kneecapFuck the little 8 balls, show me where the ki's atThe time continuum, Mortal Kombat finish 'emTryna find a balance, reachin' from my equilibriumFools I pity 'em, I'm not a humanI'm amphibian, fake superhero like the Mystery MenI ain't saving nothin'I'm gettin' faded 'til the angels comin', skippin' all the famous functionsHow do the famous function? The A-list can't be trustedI strong-arm 'em like I play the trumpetThe bottom barrel of society, I tell my bitchIf she don't love me then just lie to me, I'm finer than the wineryTake it from the rich, this is piracy (Piracy)Finally, I don't even need my fucking eyes to seeCome and die with me
[Chorus]'Cause everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homiesSaid everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homiesYeah, said everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homiesSaid everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homies
[Verse 2]Yeah, umOkay, my mind is Yoda, I'm on AyatollahThese other rappers just a diet sodaI find Jehovah in the darkest places, empty as apartment basementsThis a marathon gentlemen, go 'head and start the racesSave the coffin spacesYou'll come up missin', tell your bitch that you been trippin', now you on vacationRappin' like it's automated, lights I keep 'em on like VegasLava makin', so hot I'm turning hog to baconOnly God can save him, I heard the monsters made himI ain't a star, I'm way farther with the constellationsContemplatin' suicide like it's a DVDLost inside my mind, it's a prison, homie, leave me beYou can see me bleed, I be with the freaks and geeksBitch, I never miss a beat, I'm Charlie Conway, triple dekeGordon Bombay in these streets, ballin' like I'm Pistol PeteBeen a beast, every word I spit rewritin' historyLook at what you did to me, look at what you did to meRun into the underworld with guns and set the sinners freeNo bitches in my circle, I'm the show, you the commercialI been poppin' like a kernel, readin' Justin Bieber's journalTreat you like a urinal
[Chorus]'Cause everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homiesSaid everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homiesYeah, said everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homiesSaid everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homies
[Verse 1]It's the rap diablo, macho when I drop flowsBar gets raised up, it's me and Petey PabloColder than gazpacho, colder than the monoRappin' head honcho, rocking shows like I was BonoI go play a couple keys on the pianoThe industry a lie, all the promises were hollowFollow me I could show you where we be's atHow'd I get my g-pass? None of your fuckin' beeswaxThese raps bring a joint together like a kneecapFuck the little 8 balls, show me where the ki's atThe time continuum, Mortal Kombat finish 'emTryna find a balance, reachin' from my equilibriumFools I pity 'em, I'm not a humanI'm amphibian, fake superhero like the Mystery MenI ain't saving nothin'I'm gettin' faded 'til the angels comin', skippin' all the famous functionsHow do the famous function? The A-list can't be trustedI strong-arm 'em like I play the trumpetThe bottom barrel of society, I tell my bitchIf she don't love me then just lie to me, I'm finer than the wineryTake it from the rich, this is piracy (Piracy)Finally, I don't even need my fucking eyes to seeCome and die with me
[Chorus]'Cause everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homiesSaid everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homiesYeah, said everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homiesSaid everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homies
[Verse 2]Yeah, umOkay, my mind is Yoda, I'm on AyatollahThese other rappers just a diet sodaI find Jehovah in the darkest places, empty as apartment basementsThis a marathon gentlemen, go 'head and start the racesSave the coffin spacesYou'll come up missin', tell your bitch that you been trippin', now you on vacationRappin' like it's automated, lights I keep 'em on like VegasLava makin', so hot I'm turning hog to baconOnly God can save him, I heard the monsters made himI ain't a star, I'm way farther with the constellationsContemplatin' suicide like it's a DVDLost inside my mind, it's a prison, homie, leave me beYou can see me bleed, I be with the freaks and geeksBitch, I never miss a beat, I'm Charlie Conway, triple dekeGordon Bombay in these streets, ballin' like I'm Pistol PeteBeen a beast, every word I spit rewritin' historyLook at what you did to me, look at what you did to meRun into the underworld with guns and set the sinners freeNo bitches in my circle, I'm the show, you the commercialI been poppin' like a kernel, readin' Justin Bieber's journalTreat you like a urinal
[Chorus]'Cause everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homiesSaid everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homiesYeah, said everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homiesSaid everybody got dead homiesOn the dead homies
