[Swifty McVay]
You can feel this wrath
 It makes me laugh
How it's easy to snatch your cash with no math
 An evil demeanor
Leave out jeans and flip flops
With a [?] wife beater, see me
In front of your house wheezing
 Squeezing a pistol
In the other hand it's a pitchfork
 I'll hit ya
With accurate precision
That means I ain't missing
I specialize in splitting [?] from a far distance
20 years, I can spot a [bad word] [bad word] by listening
To his tone and rhythm, stop [?]
You ain't hitting nothing
I could interrupt your session
With the push of a button
While you up in the booth cussing and fronting
Your [bad word] won't happen
While I'm grabbing a mag you reach for your pen and pad [bad word] I ain't no [bad word] I break the mic over your head while your engineer is screaming in high pitch

 [Diabolic]
After years of evolution moving inches
My DNA evolved to a superhuman sickness
Short circuit in my brain
few computer glitches
Act a fool, snatching jewels and crucifixes
In the music business, eating some crumbs
 Creeping the slums
Waiting for the reaper to come
It's weed in my lungs with a liter of rum
And I'm possessed by a demon
 Speaking in tongues
 Unforgettable dope
Twice the medical dose
Got you feeling the beat like you're checking it's pulse
Expecting results, no federal notes
Hoes ripping off their clothes like The Incredible Hulk
So I'm letting the folks know I'm usually calm
Burning trees like Napalm, through Vietnam
short fuse wired to a nuclear bomb
Smacking Primadonnas out their Louis Vuitton, it's on