Mac Miller - Diablo (Prod. By Larry Fisherman) (Lyrics) video free download

Mac Miller - Diablo (Prod. By Larry Fisherman) (Lyrics)

[Verse 1]

It's the, rap diablo, macho when I drop flows

Bar gets raised up, it's me and Petey Pablo

Colder than gazpacho, colder than the mano

Rapping head honcho rocking shows like I was Bono

I go, play a couple keys on the piano

The industry a lie all the promises were hollow

Follow, me I could show you where we be's at

How's I get my g pass, none of your fucking beeswax

Thes raps, bring these joints together like a kneecap

Fuck the little 8 balls show me where the keys at

The time continuum, Mortal Kombat finish them

Tryna find a balace reaching from my equilibrium

Fools I pity them, I'm not a human I'm amphibian

Fake superhero like the Mystery Men

I ain't saving nothin'

I'm gettin' faded to the angels come and skipping the famous functions

The A list can't be trusted

I strong arm them like I play the trumpet

The bottom barrel of society

I tell my bitch if she don't love me then just lie to me

I'm finer than the winery

Take it from the rich this is piracy

Finally, I don't even need my fucking eyes to see

Come and die with me

[Hook]

Cus everybody got dead homies

Said everybody got dead homies

Said everybody got dead homies

Said everybody got dead homies

[Verse 2]

My mind is Yoda I'm on Ayatollah

These other rapper just a diet soda

I find Jehova in the darkest places

Empty as appartment basements

This a marathon gentlemen go ahead and start the races

Save the coffin spaces

Don't come up missing

Tell your bitch you've been trippin' now you on vacation

Rapping like it's automated

Lights I keep em' on like Vegas

Love I'm making so hot I'm turning hog to bacon

Only god can save him, I heard the monsters made him

I ain't a star I'm way farther with the constelations

Contemplating suicide like it's a DVD

Lost inside my mind it's a prison homie leave me be

You can see me bleed, I be with the freaks and geeks

Bitch I never miss a beat I'm Charlie [?]

[?] in these streets

Ballin' like I'm Pistol Pete

Been a beast, every word I spit rewriting history

Look at what you did to me, look at what you did to me

Running to the underworld with guns and set the centers free

No bitches in my circle I'm a show you the commercial

I've been popping like a colonel

Reading Justin Beiber's journal

Treat you like a urinal