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diamond d - best kept secret lyrics

yeah, yeah, yeah, c’mon, uh, to the westside
yeah, c’mon, to the eastside
c’mon c’mon, to the northside
yeah fat joe in the house
to my man showbiz in the house
huh, aiiiyo bust it…
ya see i skip to my loo like napolean at waterloo
my name is diamond d, tell ya what i’m gonna do
i dip and i dab like a mike tyson jab
even though there’s flab i possess the gift of gab
i shoot it like a jammy-in
girls, get the panty-ins
even wit a f-nny and i might win a grammy-in
maybe i won’t so i’ll chill like the pope
see i’ll neva mope cause ya know my sh-t is dope
like columbian fish scale, ask my man ishmael
(diamond d got props like a cop) aaahhhh
or betta yet dt cause brothas can’t see me
even ya girl says ya got a small wee wee
now ya wanna go upside her head (what you talkin bout!)
then you feel intimidated by the things she said (yo chill!)
don’t worry bout it cause i paid her back, (you know i)
took her to the rest then i laid her back
i go on and on like popcorn
wit da b-tter, aiiiyaayyaayyayo
but i fall on track-in, some may say i’m wack-in
fact, but in fact, i’m not any of that black
see i’m the best kept secret
so shut da f-ck up and peep it
c-ck d, —trees in forests?—
rapper tries ta cause i crush da m-th-f-cka!
yeah, cause i’m the best kept secret
so shut the f-ck up and peep it
ya see i write my own rhymes, produce my own sh-t
yeah boy, i ain’t the one ta f-ck wit (nope)
i’ll take a beat and i’ll flip it
wit so much flava, n-gg-s wanna sip it
but that’s cool cause they know i got skills
let me demonstrate i you will, ahem
i’ll shake a hand and
or front like a stunt who wants the c-nt
i only hit grand slams, neva will i bunt
bases are loaded, bottom of the ninth
i step to the plate cause i know my sh-t is great
i can’t walk down a street
(aiiyo diamond, can you make me a beat)
about a couple o’ g’s, huh
but if i know ya, i might just throw ya
a li’l somethin on the side troop
a funky b-ss line and a hype loop
i got a thousand old records in my crib
i used to hustle but i neva did a bid
some people call me jo jo
non-stop props, so act like you know bro
p-ss me a mic and i’mma keep it
yeah boy, i’m the best kept secret
yo, i’m deadlier than michael myers
my style will embrace you like a pair of pliers
but don’t sweat it g, why don’t’cha let it be
cause diamond d is a pedigree
in other words i’m official
i neva go out like a wet piece of tissue
new york is the city, bronx is the county
learn from the best so the rest just fest
now i’m gettin booked at the philmore west
or either in the village so kill it skillet
cause diamond’s sharp as a crease
i only use bees wax, i’ll neva use grease
on my dreads but instead if you want some kicks
step to the mic i’m an 8 to 1 pick
you reap what you sow and i can reap it
yo i’m the best kept secret

- diamond d lyrics

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