Diabolic - Stuck in my brain lyrics

[Intro - Cralls & Diabolic:] Y'all already know, Cralls on the beat It's time to wake the f** up now It's about that time Diabolic (yeah) Cralls where the f** you at I'm right here We 'bout to go in right now Alright let's do it then [Verse 1:Diabolic] I'm far too extreme, for marketing schemes, talkin' to teens Still on stage barkin', and they're startin' to scream As far as it seems, hip-hop's a foreign regime We the squad of marines armed with particle beams I'm a starvin' artist full of horrible dreams With an arsonal or bars to pull it apart at the seams Workin' hard for the cream, I'm earnin' my keep Top of the world chillin' with the earth at my feet Word on the street Bolic's 'bout to vertical leap Fly head first into a cipher and murder the beat I'll get personal, persecute a person's beliefs Screamin' God don't exist while you in a church with a priest Burnin' a leaf to cure my sickening thoughts Twisted off quarts of Guiness 'till my vision distorts So before you test, I suggest you mission abort Or you're f**in' dead, like you stuck your dick in a corpse [Chorus:Diabolic] Allow me to explain, this is not a game Turn on the radio, sh** is all the same Another wack song gettin' stuck inside my brain So it's f** the world, sh** will never change [2X] [Verse 2:Cralls] I'm not a rat, but I dwell in catacombs why I'm always dark I spit poison in your arteries to close your heart My flow is hard, I'm an animal on Noah's Ark I'm equivalent to Da Vinci, both composing art I'm exposing harm, and only I can judge myself I'm the devil now, so Satan is stuck in hell I take whatever's dealt, use it as a brutal force Make any two divorce and blame it on the stupid who*e Givin' birth underground would make your rap emerging <--(?) Cralls and Diabolic for sure is not your average person I never had a purpose, I was born an accident See I'm a dog, f**in' raw like my rappin' is What my habit is, I combine words to k** I was born with it, I never had to learn the sk** I'm f**in' sick, my doc made me turn to pills When you address me by name, I'm reffered as Ill [Verse 3:Cralls & Diabolic] [Cralls] f** this battle, I'm a war vet I'm original, and American-made like Corvette I ain't got a fortune but enough to carry me You could learn something from us, we're the f**in' faculty Got the world mad at me, you wouldn't want to battle me Unless you want to get ripped open like anatomy Laugh at me, you're lucky if you get your jaw to open I know you're a p**y cause your water's broken [Diabolic] Yo, Diabolic don't need to pull a pistol and squeeze To knock you off your high horse like Christopher Reeves Me and Cralls will brawl 'till we're crippled and bleed Just to say some real sh** the kids will believe So it's simple to see, if we're in the same place I would slap that fake tear drop off Lil' Wayne's face And f** Dre, put him in a live rap battle I'd k** him on stage like he's Dimebag Darrell