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Let The Music Talk

Diamond D

The Diam Piece

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Tekst piosenki
[Intro:] Radio Host: We got Tasha in Virginia Beach What you wanna say Tasha Tasha: Good morning everyone Radio Host: Good morning Tasha: Just wanna say I’m a huge fan of Diamond D Stunts, Blunts & Hip Hop That was one of favorite albums I consider it a classic Radio Hosts: Oooh.. yeah Of course it’s a classic Tasha: I’m just curious The production on that album to me was ridiculous I’d like to hear more production from you Is there anything out that people can get their hands on (stuttering) again I’m just saying (echo) [Music begins] Kev Brown They wanna stop the brother from making his music Kev Brown with...with the Bronx, New York See if you could stop the movement Kev Brown yo [Verse 1:][Kev Brown] Yeah Uh Yo yo Think it’s a game right Let me get the chance to sign So you far ain’t bright Took a little time to write Diamond D, Triple O G I learn from what he showed me Do it how it suppose to be Low B My peeps from Cali back to east Know the steez Dudes ain’t rapping no more How the dude that did the beats Rap more cracker than yours.. uh yours [echo] And get it cracking on tours Up with us It might just open up some doors for ya Real talk I see the whole strategy [echo] Breeze by these dudes with no gravity Too ahead of them Leave all the rest second place to grab Some of the greatest Hate to brag Let the music talk Landover, Palmer Park Mixed up with the Bronx New York [Chorus:] [Record scratching] My man Diamond D [Sound effects - record scratching] It’s Diamond D From the the grounds of the BX came a young boy named D... D [echo 3 times] Say I’m the champ Diamond D And you know I got the flow that will never play out [Verse 2:][Diamond D] I see the humble, fumble Trip and stumble Seen made men break codes Flip and tumble Seen fake thugs turn bitch Dip and mumble Seen one hit wonders Make a grip then crumble Seen it all through the wire cells I paint pictures of the masses That’s why it sells Brought along Kev Breezy That’s why it sells Got the angelic flow But it’s fly as hell And I’m fly as hell Coordinated Ain’t a bummy thread on me (nah) I bang out ill beats Keep bread on me Keep the lead on me For those who tread on me For all the haters and parasites Who fed on me Look all you get is a few words Real quick All you get is a few nerds Real spit We on some real shit You on some Wayne Brady Let’s make a deal shit I’ll eat your meal quick Then watch you peel quit [Chorus] [Outro:] [Record scratching] Diamond D Triple O G…G [Record scratching] [?] own as Diamond [Record scratching] Triple O G [Record scratching] Kev Brown will throw salt in your veins (echo) Fade to end
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