Diamond D & Pharoahe Monch
Diamond D & Talib Kweli & eLZhi & Skyzoo
Diamond D & Freddie Foxxx & Fat Joe & Chi-Ali
Diamond D & Pete Rock
Diamond D & The Pharcyde
Diamond D & Scram Jones
Diamond D & Stacy Epps & Boog Brown & Rapsody
Diamond D & Black Rob
Diamond D & Tha Alkaholiks & Kurupt
Diamond D
Diamond D & Hi-Tek
Diamond D & Chino XL & Andre the Giant
Diamond D & Nottz
Diamond D & Step Brothers
Diamond D & Grand Daddy I.U.
Diamond D & Kev Brown
Diamond D & Masta Ace
Diamond D & Ras Kass & Guilty Simpson
Diamond D
[Intro: Nottz]
Yeah
What up, Diam?!
Nottz Raw
[Chorus]
All the vanity will make you try to hurt me
[Verse 1: Nottz]
Uh-uh
Couldn't have said it more better
Y'all some jealous ass bastards, blame it on the weather
Don't need the instructions dude, my shit been together
My grind go hand-in-hand with dope peddling
Beatin' down them drums way before the sun pop up
Been grinding since way back so you hate when i pop up
Walnut color Benz, lil mama riding shotgun
(His face look funny in the reflection of that rim, huh?)
Damn sure does, you hate me
Cuz my kick thump harder than yours
Snare crack harder than yours, uh
Bassline bonkers, you got to be bonkers to fuck with the boy
(All the vanity) is the only thing I can think of
Why mo'fuckers hate me so much
Nottz and Big Diam, two of the rawers
And realest niggas still pumping that shit from the underground
[Chorus]
All the vanity will make you try to hurt me
(Don't [?] men, entertaining these grills)
(Don't socialise with them, cos they ain't about mills)
All the vanity will make you try to hurt me
[Verse 2: Diamond D]
I done made TNT and D&D
All about my business, EPMD
Nottz Raw, he's the DMP
And y'all a bunch of New Jacks in the City, CMB (That's right)
I'm from the blocks where no man speaks
It's a motherfucking jungle, Mozambique
Where the weak get preyed on
They go to church where the week get prayed on (Listen)
'Cause vanity can insight calamity (Uh)
Knowing on a trigger is where a hater's hand'll be
My soldiers got me covered like Humana, B
So you should watch your posture and your manner, B
'Cause down the block, that’s where yo man'll be
When it pops off from the hand of me
It's insanity and blasphemy, a blast for me
What leads to a catastrophe
[Chorus]
All the vanity will make you try to hurt me
(Don't [?] with men, entertaining these grills)
(Don't socialise with them, cos they ain't about mills)
All the vanity will make you try to hurt me
(Don't [?] men, entertaining these grills)
(Don't socialise with them, cos they ain't about mills)
All the vanity will make you try to hurt me