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conway the machine - diamonds lyrics

[intro: conway the machine]
con— con— con— con—
put the flash on ’em
agh (conductor)
brrt, agh

[verse 1: conway the machine]
i started f+ckin’ with the pot, i made more (made more)
made more (made more), i made more (i got my bag up)
when i started f+ckin’ with the pot, i made more
i made more, i made way more (way more)
i need to get a n+gga dropped? i paid more (brrt, grrt)
i paid more, i paid more (gah+gah+gah+gah+gah+gah+gah)
shooters spin the block and hit his top, he made sure (gah+gah+gah)
he made sure (made sure), he made sure (uh)
the ‘caine pure (the ‘caine pure), the chain water
spit in the face of a n+gga daughter that i slaughtered
went from bricks in the water to openin’ brick and mortars
n+gga wanna speak to my plug, he gotta cross the border (hahaha)
you know where i was brought up (yeah, may block)
we can go body for body, we spray up the corner (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

[verse 2: roc marciano & conway the machine]
yeah, we can go shotty for shotty, we made it a sauna
knocked the baby out the walker (woo)
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout dogs when a stray caught ya
long coat with the blade, baby doll, i’m the day walker (uh)
hope you wore your chain when all faith is lost ’cause i’m prayin’ on you (yeah)
[verse 3: conway the machine & roc marciano]
every n+gga with that dw patch eat (that drumwork)
that boy bands is in sync, i got it off the backstreets (ha)
yeah, made him sing like teddy riley in blackstreet, no diggity
n+ggas copyin’ my st++ze, want my shine, but it’s no biggie to me (baby)
we real hustlers, my man mom’s a junkie
found out she stole his bundle and smoked it, the n+gga snuffed her (d+mn)
it’s a dirty game, we play with crew shooters (know that), ’cause we ain’t have no jumper (bricks)
left off the pump, made him jump like iman shumpert, f+ck the dumb sh+t
put the silencer on my sh+t, i had to muzzle it (ha)
duffel in the feds, caught a new case, might get another ten
buck you in your head, made your bucket spin
got two sticks in the whip like the doublemint twins, but, ain’t no gum in this b+tch (agh)
move like some modern day carlito (suck my d+ck)
i torpedo to the top of the game without a gold single
somewhere in italy, i’m pourin’ vino
i ain’t worried ’bout that tough sh+t, even craig knocked out that boy deebo
n+gga ran his mouth, but, i don’t do too much talkin’
my goons in detroit’ll strip his jewels and take his buffs off him
grease him for a bag like eggrolls where the duck sauce is
squeeze him with this pole, his head explode, i get a rush off it (i get a rush off it)

[outro]
right, he, he threw the rock
he tried to m— my sister, but, he almost hit me ’bout that much away from me
now, show what she had hit me with that rock, i would pick up the rock right next to me and hit him right there in his face
they always says n+ggas is doin’ everything
we— they always say we’re doin’ everything, right?
we don’t— we didn’t— every time the white people come down black—
we don’t push ’em out their neighborhood and throw rocks and start hittin’ ’em
we don’t bother the white people around our neighborhood
but, when we get in the white neighborhood, they— they just push us out (treat us like we’re dogs)
yeah
everybody with us, they treat us like we’re nothing, you know, like we’re a piece of dirt, dogs
i mean that’s the way you treat an animal, i mean, god, we’re human beings

- conway the machine lyrics

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