| Now I gotta experiment
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| Ha, yes, fresher than muthafuckin' Spearmint
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| Haha, yea, uh, uh
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| Bounce, rock, roller skate in this bitch
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| Roll another
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| Hold up baby listen
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| Half as long, twice as bright, shining up in this here
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| Diamond rhymin' this shit
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| Lining up ya bitches
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| Ladies show your titty
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| Ooo I like this beat, got it from Dom Sicily
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| Funny how I drop but I roll a lot of the sticky
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| Actually it’s not pee pee, woot! |
| Woot!
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| I’m 'bout to burn, yup yup, burn it down, uh huh
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| get ya ho 'cause she get dumped dumped
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| And that just for you suckers, I’m 'bout to cause some ruckus
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| Any nigga shooting a brother you just Uncle Ruckus
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| I really mean it been meaning since the face of Serena
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| Venus when I’m swinging that thingamajig cross the 'rena
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| Get it, then it bust like a nina
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| Unless you wanna meet her, tell me her name is Gina
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| style, going wild, la, da, da, da, da, da
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| Kick it, hit 'em with the heeya
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| Streets of Rage
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| Any nigga that’s just how I get up
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| Gotta get paper or scrilla
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| Talking that shit you get lit up
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| Like you a my nigga
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| Smoking that hash now I fill up
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| Got yo bitch ass
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| What up what up my nigga
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| Bounce, rock, roller skate in this bitch
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| Roll another
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| Hold up baby listen
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| Half as long, twice as bright, shining up in this here
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| Diamond rhymin' this shit
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| Lining up ya bitches
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| Bounce, rock, roller skate in this bitch
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| Roll another
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| Hold up baby listen
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| Half as long, twice as bright, shining up in this here
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| Diamond rhymin' this shit
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| Lining up ya bitches
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| Check it, uh
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| graduate
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| Fell in the Pit of Lazarus and became immortal on accident
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| Ra’s al Ghul, lead the League of Assassins and
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| Attention deficit strategist
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| Slay a basilisk with these adjectives
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| With my mind roaming like Catholics
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| Cataclysm winning give you faith to step to the lyricists
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| Who wears a mask on his face, get out the way
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| They calling me Matt Murdock and I ain’t been the same since
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| The day I stared directly at that solar eclipse
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| Daredevil, you shouldn’t compare levels of skill in the flesh
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| In close quarters you
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| Running through corridors from a smorgasbord of
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| Fighter styles galore I learnt on the internet
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| I’m doing parkour on instrumentals while I’m tracking down and tackling
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| individuals and swimming in rap money
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| Before I spend it on bills I need an interlude
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| Haha
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| Now check it
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| Life’s a game, no continues, live off the nature
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| While we chase these gold coins and coded pieces of paper
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| Ilajide’s basement keeps me from ever having to find my way back to the basics
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| Uh uh
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| Diamond rhymin' I’m, Diamond Dallas Page
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| Refusing to join the NWO on the biggest stage (Diamond Cutter!)
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| Diamond Cutters for those who oppose the culture
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| Middle finger to Hollywood Hogan (You know somethin' bro)
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| Bounce, rock, roller skate in this bitch
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| Roll another
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| Hold up baby listen
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| Half as long, twice as bright, shining up in this here
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| Diamond rhymin' this shit
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| Lining up ya bitches
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| Bounce, rock, roller skate in this bitch
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| Roll another
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| Hold up baby listen
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| Half as long, twice as bright, shining up in this here
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| Diamond rhymin' this shit
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| Lining up ya bitches
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| I’m diversifying my bonds, verses versatility
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| She feel it in her kid-i-neys, you kidding me
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| Coming with it fertility, feeling living large
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| Getting none of that, like prophylac’s left in a car
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| Shuffling up my cards, think it’s Mini Me
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| Bless mics without the ministry, we tailor-made the chemistry
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| From now until infinity, 2017 'til
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| Niggas know that the real feel something whenever we get to busting
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| Set off the function tryna double this and triple that
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| Never the one for forth and back, you violate you off the map
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| No this ain’t no tougher act, this CSF and then it’s you
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| Me, I’m at the deeper end floating without an inner tube
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| People say that I’m rude
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| Not in the mood for having table manners
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| Move bitch like Luda’s attitude toward the table dancer
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| The disaster
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| Destroyed it then we built it back
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| I’m 'bout to take a trip, I’m 'bout to fight in Athens
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| The bulldogs bite a chunk up out your favorite rapper
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| While you play faster
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| Faster like andele, pocket I never stay pussy
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| I’m my wife walking funny, she blame me daily day
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| Ain’t my fucking fault my flow silky, the son is shocking
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| It’s mystical how I got it roller skating switching topics
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| Not a drop of my energy, feeding into your politics
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| The bomb I tock and tick or tick and tock, never stop
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| And I don’t need a rocket ship to take this shit right to the top
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| Your fuckin' favorite, planting my flag up in the dirt
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| Ask you what’s popping
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| Obama tweeting texting, wondering when the album dropping
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| Tell 'em look up in the crowd, see we got the building rocking like
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| Bounce, rock, roller skate in this bitch
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| Roll another
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| Hold up baby listen
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| Half as long, twice as bright, shining up in this here
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| Diamond rhymin' this shit
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| Lining up ya bitches
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| Bounce, rock, roller skate in this bitch
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| Roll another
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| Hold up baby listen
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| Half as long, twice as bright, shining up in this here
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| Diamond rhymin' this shit
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| Lining up ya bitches |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Diamond Rhymin' , by - Clear Soul Forces. Song from the album Still, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп