DIABOLIC


Nicolai Ros To The Goul (Interlude) Lyrics

[Man 1 speaking]
Nicolai Ros to the goul, I come to country,
Immigrant, obviously, idiot,
I am from Czech Republic, we bust off real tech,
I wanna’ listen to hip-hop,
Somebody recommend place called FatBeat,
They give to me CD, “Thief & Liar”,
Listen to it, now used as coaster for drink for Vodka,

[Man 2 speaking]
Yo, yo you talkin’ about Diabolic right now?

[Man 1 speaking]
Diabolic?

[Man 2 speaking]
Yo, let me tell you somethin’. I used to record that f**kin’ kid.
That kid used to come here, never paid me a f**kin’ dollar,

[Man 1 speaking]
Asshole

[Man 2 speaking]
The kid drank my f**kin’ alcohol, he got the f**kin’ dog drunk,
And I’m pretty sure the kid stole my f**kin’ headphones,

[Man 1 speaking]
Piece of shit

[Man 2 speaking]
Let me catch that f**kin’ kid,

[Man 1 speaking]
I tell you, my country we catch thief, we alligator frenzy,
That’s what we do in country, champion spit-boss spitter,
He think he spit, I spit better than him, he not on my level.

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