Diabolic Ahhh ha ha haaaa... Diabolic / Vinnie Paz Foul Play bitch! [Verse 1 - Diabolic:] I got Pope John Paul in his casket turnin', When I’m at a catholic sermon, smashed with a flask of bourbon,...
The night. She brushed her hands upon my flushed cheek Smelled of childhood remnants of a dusty weeping willow Clouds soothe, Shredded by the calico Were oh so vast and quick as I was on my own now....
No, not again Against the world Why always us against the world? No, not again Not us again Why always us against the world? You!

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