This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Rap diablo
Yeah, yeah
It's the rap diablo, Macho when I drop flows
Bar gets raised up, it's me and Petey Pablo
Colder than gazpacho, colder than the mono
Rappin' head honcho, rockin' shows like I was Bono
I go, play a couple keys on the piano
The industry a lie, all the promises were hollow
Follow me, I could show you where we be's at
How's I get my G pass, none of your fuckin' beeswax
These raps, bring these joints together like a kneecap
Fuck the little 8-balls show me where the keys at
The time continuum, Mortal Kombat finish 'em
Tryna find a balance reachin' from my equilibrium
Fools I pity 'em, I'm not a human I'm amphibian
Fake superhero like the Mystery Men
I ain't savin' nothin'
I'm gettin' faded to the angels come and skippin' the famous functions
How do the famous function? The A-list can't be trusted
I strong arm 'em like I play the trumpet
The bottom barrel of society
I tell my bitch if she don't love me then just lie to me
I'm finer than the winery
Take it from the rich, this is piracy (piracy)
Finally, I don't even need my fuckin' eyes to see
Come and die with me
'Cause everybody got dead homies
(On the dead homies)
Said everybody got dead homies
(On the dead homies)
Yeah, said everybody got dead homies
(On the dead homies)
Said everybody got dead homies
Yeah, um
Okay, my mind is Yoda, I'm on Ayatollah
These other rappers just a diet soda
I find Jehovah in the darkest places
Empty as apartment basements
This a marathon gentlemen go ahead and start the races
Save the coffin spaces
Don't come up missin'
Tell your bitch you've been trippin' now you on vacation
Rappin' like it's automated
Lights I keep em' on like Vegas
Lava makin' so hot I'm turnin' hog to bacon
Only God can save him, I heard the monsters made him
I ain't a star I'm way farther with the constellations
Contemplatin' suicide like it's a DVD
Lost inside my mind it's a prison homie leave me be
You can see me bleed, I be with the freaks and geeks
Bitch, I never miss a beat I'm Charlie Conway, triple deke
Gordon Bombay in these streets
Ballin' like I'm Pistol Pete
Been a beast, every word I spit rewritin' history
Look at what you did to me, look at what you did to me
Runnin' to the underworld with guns and set the centers free
No bitches in my circle, I'ma show you the commercial
I've been poppin' like a kernel
Readin' Justin Beiber's journal
Treat you like a urinal
'Cause everybody got dead homies
(On the dead homies)
Said everybody got dead homies
(On the dead homies)
Yeah, said everybody got dead homies
(On the dead homies)
Said everybody got dead homies
(On the dead homies)
Rap diablo
Yeah, yeah
It's the rap diablo, Macho when I drop flows
Bar gets raised up, it's me and Petey Pablo
Colder than gazpacho, colder than the mono
Rappin' head honcho, rockin' shows like I was Bono
I go, play a couple keys on the piano
The industry a lie, all the promises were hollow
Follow me, I could show you where we be's at
How's I get my G pass, none of your fuckin' beeswax
These raps, bring these joints together like a kneecap
Fuck the little 8-balls show me where the keys at
The time continuum, Mortal Kombat finish 'em
Tryna find a balance reachin' from my equilibrium
Fools I pity 'em, I'm not a human I'm amphibian
Fake superhero like the Mystery Men
I ain't savin' nothin'
I'm gettin' faded to the angels come and skippin' the famous functions
How do the famous function? The A-list can't be trusted
I strong arm 'em like I play the trumpet
The bottom barrel of society
I tell my bitch if she don't love me then just lie to me
I'm finer than the winery
Take it from the rich, this is piracy (piracy)
Finally, I don't even need my fuckin' eyes to see
Come and die with me
'Cause everybody got dead homies
(On the dead homies)
Said everybody got dead homies
(On the dead homies)
Yeah, said everybody got dead homies
(On the dead homies)
Said everybody got dead homies
Yeah, um
Okay, my mind is Yoda, I'm on Ayatollah
These other rappers just a diet soda
I find Jehovah in the darkest places
Empty as apartment basements
This a marathon gentlemen go ahead and start the races
Save the coffin spaces
Don't come up missin'
Tell your bitch you've been trippin' now you on vacation
Rappin' like it's automated
Lights I keep em' on like Vegas
Lava makin' so hot I'm turnin' hog to bacon
Only God can save him, I heard the monsters made him
I ain't a star I'm way farther with the constellations
Contemplatin' suicide like it's a DVD
Lost inside my mind it's a prison homie leave me be
You can see me bleed, I be with the freaks and geeks
Bitch, I never miss a beat I'm Charlie Conway, triple deke
Gordon Bombay in these streets
Ballin' like I'm Pistol Pete
Been a beast, every word I spit rewritin' history
Look at what you did to me, look at what you did to me
Runnin' to the underworld with guns and set the centers free
No bitches in my circle, I'ma show you the commercial
I've been poppin' like a kernel
Readin' Justin Beiber's journal
Treat you like a urinal
'Cause everybody got dead homies
(On the dead homies)
Said everybody got dead homies
(On the dead homies)
Yeah, said everybody got dead homies
(On the dead homies)
Said everybody got dead homies
(On the dead homies)
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
Diablo Lyrics as written by Malcolm James Mccormick
Lyrics © SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB.
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