Diabolic — Nicolai Ros to the Goul (Interlude) lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Nicolai Ros to the Goul (Interlude)" by Diabolic.
Lyrics
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,
Yo, yo you talkin' about Diabolic right now?
Diabolic?
Yo, let me tell you somethin'. I used to record that fuckin' kid.
That kid used to come here, never paid me a fuckin' dollar,
Asshole
The kid drank my fuckin' alcohol, he got the fuckin' dog drunk,
And I’m pretty sure the kid stole my fuckin' headphones,
Piece of shit
Let me catch that fuckin' kid,
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.