The Black Diamonds

Freedom of speech

Watch how I reach my potential

I still know hustlin, dope tracks

And instrumentals

Travel the world

Found black diamonds in the Everglades

Fought Temptations

Slap-boxed in The Devil's cage, Globe Trotter, spot-rusher

I bust in your mouth like a Gusher

It's Wu Tang motherfucker!

I ain't mad, I cock My music in the chamber

I'm God's gift; heard I was born in a manger

Danger! Cosmetic face rearrange you

Leave you slumped on the chestboard found by a park ranger

Burst of adrenaline, bungee jump off of the?

I skydive in some sky-blue Ferragamo's

In the streets heavy, my charms chunky

You damn right I fuck fans

And I keep the munchies

Loose canon, forty deuce flicks

To Paris, way back at the Palace

Like Mike Harris, callous

Fly nicest, metallic, bang mallets

Fly your whole carriage to Paris

The black Pat Garrett, carats on

Donna Karens, guys die trying to

Drive the McLaren

Islamic, got chronic out on the terrace

Angelic body lie cold without spirit

My finest hour, you sacrifice to a higher

Power. Fly from the tower, I fly sour

And raw powder, .40 cal give your pal a shower

Oh shit! My new Calvin Klein trousers

Night prowler, your life is ours

Knife your Eddie Bauer, leave you

Push up flowers. You ain't counting

Chip-counters, niggas is pimps, your bitch

Shouted. The 650 get cloudy.