Tekster:
Diamond Hatred Passions And Infidelity

in butter leathers and new Nikes Niggaz who blew fights I knock 'em out with two rights I'm too bright, for you weak individuals And my residuals, and

in parties and bars I done got actresses high, the greatest athletes fucked up Took some niggas from DC to the spot and they came and cracked a knot And

survery, Phife Dawg rhyming with Diamond Niggas get astounded, all simple like Simon Cream, working on plots and schemes To hit big clientel to the fullest, so represent, kid Pains and

disintergrate But uhh, you know my style and that ain't my trait I stay up late, hit the crates and create an atmosphere where we can contemplate on

you've been actin like the shit I do is weak and unromantic And I can't understand it I'm feelin like a duck, shit out of luck and stuck What the fuck