The beat is produced by Mac himself, under his producer pseudonym Larry Fisherman. Mac continues the jazzy sound of Faces, sampling โIn a Sentimental Moodโ by Duke Ellington and John Coltrane.
The original cover art from the SoundCloud release is an art piece by Panamanian painter Quintin Aguilar Mejรญa, made in 2000. It depicts a ritual named Congo, in which the devil is hunted on Ash Wednesday and then baptized.
Diablo
Mac Miller Lyrics
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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
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)
In "Diablo," Mac Miller presents himself as an unconquerable force in the rap genre, with his unique style and iconic stage performances. The song is mainly about Miller's superiority over his competition, as he claims to be the "rap diablo," marking his status as a rap god. Throughout the song, he brags about his rapping capabilities as well as his extraordinary lifestyle, insisting that everyone has respect for his skills.
Miller goes on to talk about the music industry, saying he doesn't believe any promise made to him because it's all a facade. Instead, he chooses to live his life to the fullest, engaging in wild behavior and living by his terms, rather than conforming to society's expectations.
Towards the end of the song, Miller becomes more vulnerable, showing his dark side by discussing his suicidal thoughts and the demons he battles daily. He also touches on the idea of dead homies and how every person has experienced such pain at some point in their lives. Overall, "Diablo" portrays Mac Miller's versatility as an artist who can switch effortlessly between flexing his dominance and displaying a raw, emotional experience.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Rap diablo
Yeah, yeah
Mac Miller is introducing himself as the 'Rap Diablo' and setting the tone for the rest of the song.
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
Mac Miller is confident and powerful with his rapping. He compares himself to macho-like figures and says that when he performs, he raises the bar. He also says that he is cold-hearted and is the head honcho amongst other rappers.
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
Mac Miller is a talented musician and knows the lies within the music industry. He says that he is the real deal and can show others where to be. He's also saying that how he got his reputation is nobody's business.
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
Mac Miller's raps bring people together like a kneecap. He's also saying he wants the real drugs, not just the little amounts. He likens life to Mortal Kombat, and he's trying to find balance in his life.
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
Mac Miller feels above humanity (amphibian) and doesn't think of himself as a hero. He doesn't want to be saved or attend social events where famous people will be at. He believes the rich have it coming to them and uses piracy to achieve what he wants. He doesn't need his eyes to see, because he knows how the world works. He wants people to join him in his rebellion.
'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
Mac Miller acknowledges that everyone has lost someone they know and loves. He's reminding listeners to honor those who have passed.
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
Mac Miller's mind is wise and experienced like Yoda. He thinks that other rappers aren't as good as him and only a watered-down version of rap. He finds God in dark places, and his mind is sometimes empty like an abandoned apartment. Life is a marathon, and he wants to start the race now. He's warning people not to mess with him, or they will end up in a coffin. He also talks about lying to your girlfriend to go 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
Mac Miller is an excellent rapper, and his performances are effortless. He feels like he's on fire, going unnoticed by anyone except God. He's not just a star; he's beyond that, existing with the constellations. Mac Miller contemplates suicide and feels trapped in his own mind. He's never missed a beat and is confident in his abilities. He's had a rough past that he's blaming others for. His music sets people free from their problems. He doesn't let women in his circle, and he's using Justin Bieber's journal as inspiration. He'll treat others like a urinal if they cross him.
Lyrics ยฉ Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Malcolm James McCormick
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@LucBoeren
These raps bring a joint together like a kneecap. Just let that simmer for a while cuz it's crazy.
These wraps (papers) bring my joint (spliff) together
These raps (lines) bring this joint (song) together.
These raps (good vibes) bring this joint (people in the club) together.
Like a fucking kneecap.
goddamn I miss you Mac
@real.luccii
Canโt believe this is finally gonna be on spotify
@recinds5893
No way
@danielbonilla4122
@@recinds5893 October 15!!!
@taylorbooker1025
Hell yea
@Rombark
lets gooo
@openyourcoconut4774
Dreams do come true
@markss12
Now every Mac miller fan got a dead Homie. Rest In Peace MAC.
@matexf4c
markss12 I grew up in the hood I got plenty mac is just another addition R.I.P Easy Mac
@JPSmaxim
So fucking true, Rest in paradise mac
@MF_Sage
Truth