Stronghold - Diabolic Freestyle (Stronghold Mixtape Vol. 2) lyrics

[Intro: Diabolic and Poison Pen with DJ Static Scratches] Poison Pen: Triple Optix. Yeah. Y'all fear this dude. Stronghold. Stronghold Diabolic: Haha. Motherf**ing Diabolic. Stronghold Mixtape Volume 2. It's a wrap for the game. It's over with. I told you, b**h. Come on. Poison Pen, what up? Breez Evahflowin', what up? C-Rayz Walz, what up? L.I.F.E. Long, what up? Mike the Terror. Come on. Stelf Index [Verse 1: Diabolic] You want to blam-blam, keep your hand balanced and pull it Take your best shot or use your most talented bullet Black talons and full clips. I could clap too You couldn't catch a body if I threw somebody at you I'm Strongholding, slap you ‘til my palm's swollen Then cut your baby mom open like Ron Goldman Traum rolled in green-tubed Garcia Vegas I'm sharp as razors raised with a heartless nature I don't care about airing out your parents' house ‘Til blood splatters on your mom's Donna Karan blouse It seems apparent now. If I'm staring at you You'd better fall back like someone's there to catch you Trust me, ‘Bolic decide what the truth is The truth is I'm the truth. Y'all lie in your music I'll find it amusing. That's to say the least I say, “It's beef.” You hide out and pray for peace I'll move next with two TECs, accusing ya Executioner here to two-step with Lucifer Stepped into Hell. Then Heaven just fell I got questions but I'll never question myself See, I'm tipsy, too busy checking my cell Or in the drunk tank, cops checking my cell Diabolic. Always foul when I speak sh** on you and wipe my a** with this Kanye beat I'm wild in the street, can't keep my composure I don't see people. I see people as cobras Sic the pitbulls, unload clips and hit you Or pistol-whip you like Shady's chick just kissed you My crew will attack. We staying true to the facts Stronghold Mixtape Volume 2. It's a wrap