Lyrics I Don't Wanna Rhyme - Diabolic
Yo
Engineer
i
think
i
lost
my
muthafuckin'
mind
man
Diabolic
Foul
Play
We
taking
over
the
muthafuckin'
game!
I
remember
being
on
my
momma's
porch,
a
kid
with
rotten
thoughts
Tossing
tomahawks
at
kids
to
knock'em
off
their
rocking
horse
Now
I'm
at
war
connecting
cops
to
electric
shock
treatment
And
I'm
not
leaving
till
their
eyes
pop-bleeding
and
heart
stop
beating
The
whole
cop
precinct
thinks
I
should
be
in
a
padded
room
When
they're
the
bastards
who
fucked
Luima
in
the
ass
with
brooms
I
travel
through
and
kill
the
mothers
of
these
savage
goons
Fill
the
house
with
gaseous
fumes,
lighten
up
a
match
like
BOOM
On
the
crime
scene
they'll
have
the
camera
zoomed
At
every
massive
wound
I
left
when
I
stab
the
womb
with
plastic
spoons
And
now
the
planet's
doomed
'cause
this
afternoon
I
was
pissing
out
the
sun's
flames
with
guns
aimed
at
the
moon
Cats
assume
I'm
cracking
jokes
but
I
ain't
laughin'
folks
I'd
slash
ya
throat
for
a
pack
of
smokes
if
my
ass
is
broke
Stashing
coke
staying
cool,
I
ain't
no
nervous
wreck
I
earned
respect
burning
purple
sess'
during
urine
test
I
flirt
with
certain
death
attacking
for
some
fame
and
fortune
With
some
rageing
swordsmen
torching
whos
on
stage
performing
Take
this
chloroform
and
pour
it
on
some
fresh
linen
Gag
you
have
your
head
spinning,
tied
up
like
the
tenth
inning
Breadwinnin'
I
sex
women,
slap
the
chaperone
Take
her
in
the
back
to
bone
and
tape
it
on
my
camera-phone
I
have
the
throne
hard
as
granite
stone,
The
illest
rapper
known
Inside
New
York's
catacombs
Underground
cause
thats
my
home.
I
think
I
lost
my
mind,
I'm
bout
to
cross
the
line
Start
a
riot,
kill
a
cop
and
just
toss
the
nine
I'm
hungry
all
the
time,
Pain
is
all
I
find
Fuck
my
music,
I'ma
loose
it,
I
don't
wanna
rhyme
I
think
I
lost
my
mind,
I'm
bout
to
cross
the
line
Start
a
riot,
kill
a
cop
and
just
toss
the
nine
I'm
hungry
all
the
time,
Pain
is
all
I
find
Fuck
my
music,
I'ma
loose
it,
I
don't
wanna
rhyme
I
was
born
from
mom's
colon
possessed
by
the
ghost
of
Lamont
Coleman
Now
Sean's
flowing
like
hemoglobin
through
a
hole
in
Ron
Goldman
I'll
be
slapping
jaws,
Bitches
I
be
stabbing
raw
Tapping
more
than
a
Jehovah's
witness
knocking
at
ya
door
Smashing
whores,
bangin
in
the
car
like
808's
More
semen
than
a
naval
base,
skeeting
on
their
facial
traits
Me
and
my
label
mates
don't
need
a
watch
from
Jacob's
place
To
make
her
take
a
taste
and
add
devils
horns
to
a
angel
face
Ain't
at
the
VMA's,
I'll
be
up
at
CMJ
with
bitches
on
their
knees
to
pray
Swallowing
my
DNA,
Drunk
chug
ENJ,
Dodging
pigs
driving
fords
I
see
more
holding
cells
than
salesmen
at
Verizon
stores
Iron
core
hard
as
nails
raised
inside
a
garbage
pail
Coulda
went
to
Harvard-Yale
or
Princeton
that
bechose
the
market's
sales
The
end
is
near,
I
sense
ya
fear
cuz
me
and
Engineer
Guzzled
Everclear
and
sabotaged
the
Western
Hemisphere
They
sent
us
here
when
I
stepped
in
Hell
with
Jezebels
Pressed
the
12'
and
heaven
fell
every-time
my
record
sells
I'll
be
dead
or
left
in
jail
before
I'll
be
the
next
to
fail
Other
cats
don't
measure
well
like
ounces
on
a
Metric
scale
My
train
of
thoughts
pay
the
cost
and
never
take
a
loss
Make
you
a
decaying
corpse
and
laugh
through
my
day
in
court
Don't
play
it
off
like
I
won't
run
a
razor
straight
across
ya
throat
Till
there's
tomato
sauce
spraying
towards
your
neighbors
porch.
I
think
I
lost
my
mind,
I'm
bout
to
cross
the
line
Start
a
riot,
kill
a
cop
and
just
toss
the
nine
I'm
hungry
all
the
time,
Pain
is
all
I
find
Fuck
my
music,
I'ma
loose
it,
I
don't
wanna
rhyme.
I
think
I
lost
my
mind,
I'm
bout
to
cross
the
line
Start
a
riot,
kill
a
cop
and
just
toss
the
nine
I'm
hungry
all
the
time,
Pain
is
all
I
find
Fuck
my
music,
I'ma
loose
it,
I
don't
wanna
rhyme
I
think
I
lost
my
mind,
I'm
bout
to
cross
the
line
Start
a
riot,
kill
a
cop
and
just
toss
the
nine
I'm
hungry
all
the
time,
Pain
is
all
I
find
Fuck
my
music,
I'ma
loose
it,
I
don't
wanna
rhyme
I
think
I
lost
my
mind,
I'm
bout
to
cross
the
line
Start
a
riot,
kill
a
cop
and
just
toss
the
nine
I'm
hungry
all
the
time,
Pain
is
all
I
find
Fuck
my
music,
I'ma
loose
it,
I
don't
wanna
rhyme
1 Stand By
2 Frontlines (feat. Immortal Technique)
3 Riot (feat. Deadly Hunta & John Otto)
4 Order & Chaos (feat. ILL Bill)
5 I Don't Wanna Rhyme
6 Truth, Part 2
7 Nicolai Ros to the Goul (interlude)
8 Not Again (feat. Vinnie Paz)
9 Loose Cannon
10 12 Shots (feat. Nate Augustus)
11 In Common (feat. Canibus)
12 Modern Day Future (feat. Deadly Hunta)
13 Behind Bars
14 Right Here
15 Self Destruction (outro)
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