Diamond

Diamond - You'Re In The Wrong Place songtekst

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(feat. Big Red, John Dough, K. Terrorbull, Ras Kass)



[John Doe]

Lyrically I'm kinda dope, mentally I'm tryna cope

Cause financially I'm broke, can't afford a dime or smoke

But what I kinda hope is these cats stop frontin

Sit your ass down and read a mothafucking book or somethin'

John Dough, my dough is like fire

Actin like your raw niggas, so sure I'm a liar

Now ya should know better than step to the D-O-U-G-H

With the flow, hope I be MC to be

Be the kind to rock (rock), spit like a glock

When it comes to ass nigga, I get a whole lot

I be the winner away, get ready step

On your mark, get set, go, flow like a ?

A whole lot of bitches wanna know the reason

I fuck, bust nuts afterschool then I'm leavin

Open season on all you wack niggas know who y'all be

So come come now and let the dope set you free



[Hook x2]

You in the wrong place at the wrong time

Fuckin with the wrong emcee with the wrong rhyme

You better look outside nigga, it's a long line

And it ain't a game dude you can't call mine



[Big Red]

Chronologically my geneology cause lobotomy

Continuing the oddysey, deciphering philosophy

Possibly, questions of life are solved logically

Prodigies, in a state of being exist consciounsally

I'm flippin this, to the customs of the carniverous

Medieval knights take flight, we stand tiverous

Flippin this world of straight ferris

Share is of our brothers burst in a precise of brain surgeons

Ignite torches to realign forces

Remain cautious, these rough seas got a brother nauseous

Perhaps you in the wrong place at the wrong time

But fine wine got my mind clouded with the light shine

I write rhymes with intentions of climbin through dimensions

Then preparin myself for the ascension

Global vention, I shut down engines

Engage vengeance on everyone? for the ???



[Hook x2]



[K. Terrorbul]

By the breath first whistles, you'se already out of bounds

Dealin with this lyrical law you are abound

Take all you rappers to school, fail and flunk ya

Then leave ya fiendin possestion of acupuncture

Better take a long breath, second guess your decision

We're shiftin gear with this lyrical 5 speed transmission

Battlin me, you better come in with weapons

My lavish breath flows 4.9 seconds

Before you sign that contract with your penmanship

Bout to hit you with the soon free trial membership

Don't worry bout it kid, I do favors for niggas in debt

Some say I got a warm heart with the wrong intent

I'm K. Terror, warning now I'm raider rap preparin

Doin a sinful deed of pads and some leather

Through lousy weather, king's to adjust some menace

K.T. murder ass niggas forever



[Hook x2]



[Ras Kass]

Now I'm the one with the million dollar smile and three dollars to my name

Don't play the game and waste your five minutes of fame on the money exchange

Let me explain

I'm tryin to stack seven digits to be a corporate figure

Call you a nigga, bastard in Texaco

Discussin how future checks should flow

When my agent over mocha espresso

Imported by Mia, Mexico, say it don't matter lyrically your records show

Or how intellectual

Guess I need to start extorting magazine editors

Like the almighty R.S.O.

It's all good, I don't eva hate a playa

I'ma drop metaphors and leave my mark on the world like a meteor

Reality bites like bad blow jobs

The bitch is a lesbian so how you married to the mob

George Burns is god, Ronald McDonald is the Anti-Christ

Ras got soul like poltergeist, what though
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