Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Morris Albert, J Smith, Jamal Barrow
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ShyneDiamonds and Mac 10's Lyrics:
Just blaze
I spit an' reload things since livin' was gold rings
Fuck a piece of the pie, nigga, gimme the whole thing
I done seen death, seen less, seen more
Feed morphines to more fiends than you've ever seen
It's pain I deliver, reflection, every word like a mirror
Bigger picture, try to keep shit in perspective
Dumbs out, guns out 'til my time runs out
Capitalistic drivin' force, got no remorse
But I feel shit catchin' up, time wrappin' up
Shyne had enough, still I can't have enough
Somethin' 'bout the engine roarin', soarin'
Wind in my face, top down, take me to another place
Diamonds an' Mac 10's, tell a friend
Yellow bottles, models, hollows 'til my very end
Catchin' up to God quicker, high off this liquor
Niggaz come to get ya, betta know they're comin' with ya
Diamonds an' Mac 10's, tell a friend
Yellow bottles, models, hollows 'til my very end
Catchin' up to God quicker, high off this liquor
Niggaz come to get ya, betta know they're comin' with ya
The day I stuck my head out my mother's womb, I was doomed
Repeatin' the Lord's prayers, sittin' in this court room
I'm cursed, we havin' dreams of leavin' here up in a hearse
I wonder when I close my eyes will it hurt
I'm suicidal, can't take the pressure or this pain
Too much for these young eyes
Real G's don't die, that's a lie
'Cuz I'm dyin' inside, cryin' inside
Look at me sweatin', palms shakin'
Hidin' inside, drive-bys an' quarter ki's
This ain't what it oughta be, almost caught a ki
They're tellin' me that there's more to see
God, listen, it was him or me
Sorry for the choices I chose, the bricks that I sold
The voices I rolled, the concrete roads
Accept me as I come into your presence
Diamonds an' Mac 10's, tell a friend
Yellow bottles, models, hollows 'til my very end
Catchin' up to God quicker, high off this liquor
Niggaz come to get ya, betta know they're comin' with ya
Diamonds an' Mac 10's, tell a friend
Yellow bottles, models, hollows 'til my very end
Catchin' up to God quicker, high off this liquor
Niggaz come to get ya, betta know they're comin' with ya
What's it all about? Sittin' in this jail house
Eleven counts, but only one count
That's the color of my skin, black robes, white justice
Clarence Thomas is a motherfuckin' puppet
Murder anyone over 21
Through my travels I've been seen, barrels an' gavels
Diamonds an' castles, caught up in this solution called life
When you bitch niggaz is shootin', aim right
Say goodnight to the bad guy
Last time you're gonna see a bad guy like me
I'm the last of the dyin' breed
Hope these words burn your brain, find a place in your heart
Close my eyes an' pray in the dark
Ask God what's the meanin'? Leavin' niggaz screamin'
Bullet holes bleedin', I see demons
Diamonds an' Mac 10's, tell a friend
Yellow bottles, models, hollows 'til my very end
Catchin' up to God quicker, high off this liquor
Niggaz come to get ya, betta know they're comin' with ya
Diamonds an' Mac 10's, tell a friend
Yellow bottles, models, hollows 'til my very end
Catchin' up to God quicker, high off this liquor
Niggaz come to get ya, betta know they're comin' with ya
Diamonds an' Mac 10's, tell a friend
Yellow bottles, models, hollows 'til my very end
Catchin' up to God quicker, high off this liquor
Niggaz come to get ya, betta know they're comin' with ya
Diamonds an' Mac 10's
Diamonds an' Mac 10's
Diamonds an' Mac 10's
Diamonds an' Mac 10's, tell a friend
Lyrics: Diamonds and Mac 10's, Shyne [end]
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