Artist: Diabolic Album: Liar and a Thief Song: Savior Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Chorus: repeat 2X] I solemnly swear that I will stay raw (raw) So if you love hip-hop I'm the savior that you prayed for (for) I ain't here to bring it back, I'm livin proof that'll show you how a liar and a thief can be the truth (truth) [Diabolic] Yo... I'll burn a ounce of the best, left with doubts left in my stress Speakin from the heart like there's a second mouth on my chest I really must confess I've been thinkin who I might murder And stoppin me is like Ike Turner bein a civil rights worker I'm Dr. Jekyll and the twisted side of Mr. Hyde I swim beside the sharks but got bigger fish to fry Don't matter if I live or die, I'm here and I'ma fight you and the only place that I'm gettin punched in is the mic booth Aight Duke? You know the stuff I'm droppin is hot Shit is fire like the Human Torch coppin a squat It's the only option I got, so I'ma rape the industry Makin history and ain't nobody sayin shit to me Defeat is agony, I'm thrilled by the taste of victory Out in the Boondocks boombox playin "Symphony" I still exist in rap even when I'm sittin back The only livin cat with a fan base off a hidden track [Chorus] [Diabolic] You know it's not hype, I've been God-like when I rocked mics since gunmen took 'Pac's life in Vegas at a stop light Way before Suge Knight had cops aimin fours Off duty shootin B.I.G. leavin the Soul Train Awards And later on I came across my own fatal flaws When I shit where I eat and wipe my ass with the table cloth I sprayed the boss and I'ma take his turf for paper work I'm an angel's birth intertwined with an ancient curse And to make it worse, these kids buy the records we drop An excessively hot recipe, I'll never be stopped You could have my mind shackled and penitentiaries locked I'll eventually pop the sheriff with the deputy's Glock My shock value's 10 times the cost of pure lightning I just lose it off the top like Lucy Liu sword fightin When it comes to raw writin, 'Bolic's a born titan To be completely honest I wish there were more like him [Chorus] [Diabolic] Yo... I came to a fork in the road, hopped it straight and swerved Stole an ancient language and escaped, I got a way with words I give the kids who love hip-hop what they deserve and a little somethin me, myself, and I can break in thirds Could say a verse you wish you thought of but didn't think while I sit and drink and spit some pink vomit in my kitchen sink Merciless as Meng, clenched fist, kiss the ring The vicious king, livin off beer and chicken wings I mountain climbed to get here, like next year is our time Now it's mine, a chance to show these peasants how to rhyme Survival of the fittest, 'Bolic's so prepared King of the jungle, throwin solar flares at a polar bear Lion's pride, eye of the tiger, coldest stare and some drunk thoughts on my front porch in a folding chair Drinkin vodka, tryin to do my thing and prosper 'til the fat lady singin opera while I finger pop her It's over bring the doctor, referee stop the fight 'Bolic's nice at the bar, throwin chairs like Bobby Knight I body mics, but they won't play my cleanest version cause I ain't a people person and rotation's pre-determined To be for certain, I'll get even with these evil serpents when they girl's penis slurpin, gaggin like bulimics purgin I'm a genius workin, leavin pussies bleedin worse than a screamin virgin with a deep insertion between her curtains [Chorus]