District Of Diamonds

[Intro]
Yeah I was into New York hip hop, you gotta give props where props is due
They originated it. Anybody that doesn't believe that is trippin'

[Verse 1]
Ayo the ass is fat, I'm about to grab a grip
Basic, nothing past the asics, plimsolls the outfit is ancient
Improper placement, escape the vape hits
With backwood slurping
While the back hood's jerking and the crack shit surfacing
Purpose in the worse of the dispersed as kid altering friends
We're strange
Who the fuck you gonna depend?
AZ and Nas, Jay-Z and Cauz
Maybe I'm crazy and beyline is flawed
Put the mascara on baby your scars
I ain't been a good nigga since the momma got buried
And the bitch I was with fucked my nigga then scurried - it's blurry
Between me and the casket after the burial
I'm watching Rico do vert flips and aerials
Ariel the mermaid is a scary hoe

[Hook]
Snap snap clap
Three hits back
I'm drunker than Jackie
With a fist in his back

[Verse 2]
Two knives for each wielder
Come on, nigga get your skills up
Climbing up the mountain proportioned as my body
I'm contortion-ed and I'll probably
Speak a language of the driven when I thrive through persistence
This rhyme shit is given
Addiction
Prescribed a prescription of diction
Escape my existence through the sake of resistance
Seems she's got a man
But your man can never be the beast that I am
God damn

This the broke dude that work next door
But can you please donate some sex to the poor?
One day we'll be driving in them crazy whips
I ain't gonna be working this grave-shift 'til I'm 86
I ain't gonna be pushing this broom
I ain't gonna be staying in my friend room
There's only one bedroom that I call my lair
We was VIP, Very Imaginary Players
You see why we smoke our weed
You never let the rumors come between you and me
And that's good lookin'
Plus you're good lookin'
Plus the hood lookin'
So hold me down like B.I.G. held Brooklyn

[Sample: As Good as It Gets]
Helen: You're gonna die soon with that diet, you know that?
Melvin: Oh we're all gonna die soon, I will, you will, and it sure sounds like your son will
Helen: If you ever mention my son again, you will never be able to eat here again, do you understand?
Give me some sign you understand or leave now
Do you understand me, you crazy fuck?