Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Diamond Rhymin', artist - Clear Soul Forces. Album song Still, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fat Beats
Song language: English
Diamond Rhymin' |
Now I gotta experiment |
Ha, yes, fresher than muthafuckin' Spearmint |
Haha, yea, uh, uh |
Bounce, rock, roller skate in this bitch |
Roll another |
Hold up baby listen |
Half as long, twice as bright, shining up in this here |
Diamond rhymin' this shit |
Lining up ya bitches |
Ladies show your titty |
Ooo I like this beat, got it from Dom Sicily |
Funny how I drop but I roll a lot of the sticky |
Actually it’s not pee pee, woot! |
Woot! |
I’m 'bout to burn, yup yup, burn it down, uh huh |
get ya ho 'cause she get dumped dumped |
And that just for you suckers, I’m 'bout to cause some ruckus |
Any nigga shooting a brother you just Uncle Ruckus |
I really mean it been meaning since the face of Serena |
Venus when I’m swinging that thingamajig cross the 'rena |
Get it, then it bust like a nina |
Unless you wanna meet her, tell me her name is Gina |
style, going wild, la, da, da, da, da, da |
Kick it, hit 'em with the heeya |
Streets of Rage |
Any nigga that’s just how I get up |
Gotta get paper or scrilla |
Talking that shit you get lit up |
Like you a my nigga |
Smoking that hash now I fill up |
Got yo bitch ass |
What up what up my nigga |
Bounce, rock, roller skate in this bitch |
Roll another |
Hold up baby listen |
Half as long, twice as bright, shining up in this here |
Diamond rhymin' this shit |
Lining up ya bitches |
Bounce, rock, roller skate in this bitch |
Roll another |
Hold up baby listen |
Half as long, twice as bright, shining up in this here |
Diamond rhymin' this shit |
Lining up ya bitches |
Check it, uh |
graduate |
Fell in the Pit of Lazarus and became immortal on accident |
Ra’s al Ghul, lead the League of Assassins and |
Attention deficit strategist |
Slay a basilisk with these adjectives |
With my mind roaming like Catholics |
Cataclysm winning give you faith to step to the lyricists |
Who wears a mask on his face, get out the way |
They calling me Matt Murdock and I ain’t been the same since |
The day I stared directly at that solar eclipse |
Daredevil, you shouldn’t compare levels of skill in the flesh |
In close quarters you |
Running through corridors from a smorgasbord of |
Fighter styles galore I learnt on the internet |
I’m doing parkour on instrumentals while I’m tracking down and tackling |
individuals and swimming in rap money |
Before I spend it on bills I need an interlude |
Haha |
Now check it |
Life’s a game, no continues, live off the nature |
While we chase these gold coins and coded pieces of paper |
Ilajide’s basement keeps me from ever having to find my way back to the basics |
Uh uh |
Diamond rhymin' I’m, Diamond Dallas Page |
Refusing to join the NWO on the biggest stage (Diamond Cutter!) |
Diamond Cutters for those who oppose the culture |
Middle finger to Hollywood Hogan (You know somethin' bro) |
Bounce, rock, roller skate in this bitch |
Roll another |
Hold up baby listen |
Half as long, twice as bright, shining up in this here |
Diamond rhymin' this shit |
Lining up ya bitches |
Bounce, rock, roller skate in this bitch |
Roll another |
Hold up baby listen |
Half as long, twice as bright, shining up in this here |
Diamond rhymin' this shit |
Lining up ya bitches |
I’m diversifying my bonds, verses versatility |
She feel it in her kid-i-neys, you kidding me |
Coming with it fertility, feeling living large |
Getting none of that, like prophylac’s left in a car |
Shuffling up my cards, think it’s Mini Me |
Bless mics without the ministry, we tailor-made the chemistry |
From now until infinity, 2017 'til |
Niggas know that the real feel something whenever we get to busting |
Set off the function tryna double this and triple that |
Never the one for forth and back, you violate you off the map |
No this ain’t no tougher act, this CSF and then it’s you |
Me, I’m at the deeper end floating without an inner tube |
People say that I’m rude |
Not in the mood for having table manners |
Move bitch like Luda’s attitude toward the table dancer |
The disaster |
Destroyed it then we built it back |
I’m 'bout to take a trip, I’m 'bout to fight in Athens |
The bulldogs bite a chunk up out your favorite rapper |
While you play faster |
Faster like andele, pocket I never stay pussy |
I’m my wife walking funny, she blame me daily day |
Ain’t my fucking fault my flow silky, the son is shocking |
It’s mystical how I got it roller skating switching topics |
Not a drop of my energy, feeding into your politics |
The bomb I tock and tick or tick and tock, never stop |
And I don’t need a rocket ship to take this shit right to the top |
Your fuckin' favorite, planting my flag up in the dirt |
Ask you what’s popping |
Obama tweeting texting, wondering when the album dropping |
Tell 'em look up in the crowd, see we got the building rocking like |
Bounce, rock, roller skate in this bitch |
Roll another |
Hold up baby listen |
Half as long, twice as bright, shining up in this here |
Diamond rhymin' this shit |
Lining up ya bitches |
Bounce, rock, roller skate in this bitch |
Roll another |
Hold up baby listen |
Half as long, twice as bright, shining up in this here |
Diamond rhymin' this shit |
Lining up ya bitches |