Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic Vegas on acid, seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses And I've realized that I've arrived, 'cause It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe
Does he write his own rhymes, well, sort of, I think 'em That mean I forgot better **** than you ever thought of Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask if you talkin' 'bout classics, do my name get brought up?
I remember, I couldn't afford a Ford Escort Or even a four-track recorder So it's only right that I let the top drop on a Drop-Top Porsche It's for yourself that's important
If you stripper name Porsche and you get tips from many men Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan Excuse me, that's just the Henny, man I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop, I can't because
(Diamonds are forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe (Diamonds are forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme (Forever)
I was sick about awards, couldn't nobody cure me Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense in 'em 30 minutes later seein' there's no convincin' 'em
What more can you ask for? The international Who complains about what he is owed? And throw a tantrum like he is 3 years old? You gotta love it though somebody still speaks from his soul
And wouldn't change by the change, or the game or the fame When he came in the game, he made his own lane Now all I need is y'all to pronounce my name It's Kanye but some of my plaques, they still say, 'Kane'
Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown Back in the Chi, them folks ain't from Motown Life movin' too fast I need to slow down Girl ain't give me no ***, she need to go down
My father Ben said I need Jesus, so he took me to church And let the water wash over my creaser The preacher said we need leaders Right then my body got still like a paraplegic
You know who you can call you gotta best believe it The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it Take your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic Yeah, the beat cold but the flow is anemic
After debris settles and the dust get swept off Big K pick up where young Hov left off Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off I dropped my new **** sound like the best of
A&R's lookin' like, "Pssh, we messed up" Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up Bottle after bottle 'til we got messed up In the studio, where really though, yeah, he next up
People askin' me, is I gon' give my chain back? That'll be the same day I give the game back You know the next question dog, "Yo, where Dame at?" This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back
"What's up with you and Jay, man, are y'all okay man?" They pray for the death of our dynasty like, Amen Right here stands a man With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands
(Diamonds are forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe (Diamonds are forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme (Forever)
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