Lyrics:
the promo
Shouldn't've bothered from the start
'Cause the cancer left his lungs and it's on my grandfather's heart
Yeah, just not the side that the beat is
yourself be hurt this time
I had a dream last night
David Lynch was in my house and we drew on napkins
Eraserhead is a 10/10
The Elephant Man is a 10/10
Dune
Chrome Hearts everywhere (yeah), damn near just said a prayer (yeah)
Diamonds everywhere, my wrist look like a chandelier
She keep sayin' she mine,
the tradition of giving diamond engagement rings is something hallowed, historical and healthy. Dead f*cking wrong my friend.
It’s a modern development, a dirty
anyplace
And if that sounds heretical, my source is
Pretty good: Matthew, Five to Seven
The Sermon on the Mount
You haven't found any answers for
Yourself
yeah
You're a Diamond yeah yeah
You're a Diamond yeah
Steady Shining yeah yeah
This is to my loneliness in Florida...
my heart is there
Haven't felt it in a while, I don't know how we got here
Claire
Clarity
Claire
Clarity
Claire
Clarity
Claire
Clarity
Saw you standing across the street
Claire my poor heart melted
Don't have to believe in love at first sight
But if you did I felt it
Just a Brooklyn
that's how I get known
My heart is made of stone plus I'm bad to the bone
If you step up to diss 'em son, you'll find on the hum'
that Diamond Shell is not
fly wit' me
My diamond sing, my weed is rap
Call me Weezy the king or call me Weezy da crack
If pimpin' is dead then I'm bringing it back
Matter
fly wit' me
My diamond sing, my weed is rap
Call me Weezy the king or call me Weezy da crack
If pimpin' is dead then I'm bringing it back
Matter
good mami come make a cloud yo pillow
Come fly wit me
My diamonds sing, my weed is rap
Call me Weezy Da King or
Call me Weezy Da Crack
If pimpin' is dead
(diamonds)
On my hand, on my head, on my chest
I'm dressed up like a girl's best friend (diamonds)
In my heart, in my room, in my bed
You're shining like
when strangers around
And the bigger picture is sicker, don't know my triggers or know the alarm it forces
Don't know a nigga, don't know my bouts with
)
On my hand, on my head, on my chest
I'm dressed up like a girl's best friend (diamonds)
In my heart, in my room, in my bed
You're shining like you're one
)
On my hand, on my head, on my chest
I'm dressed up like a girl's best friend (diamonds)
In my heart, in my room, in my bed
You're shining like you're one
met my brother when my pops died
When everybody left, I stayed down like it was shots flying
When the dad made that, when Dana died, my heart died
the moon is a tune that I groove with
Choosing the truth in the booth, it's a movement
What comes up comes out, I speak my mind fluent
Claire of the lune,
non-linear
Convoluted storytelling
Name some names
Amigo
Hey
Can you hear me
This is my voice
So
When I was young
I was
Obsessed with soccer
It was
gon' know my team
My crew niggas is suit's
Willie Lynch with the flow
I put you niggas in noose
Get thrown of from roof like
You Bishop from Juice
40
robbers
We drove expensive whips and took worldwide trips
And my dick's been sucked by the finest lips
Fancy delicatessens, and the world's best
to help my people like Moses
I'll be a turtle I promise I'll stick my neck out
Till my name is why they yell out to the coons who sell out
Cut from
a Somali chick
She tryna find out what this molly is
Know the blue and whites hoppin' out
That's why I put my work by the fence
That's why I hit
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
_(cropped).jpg/226px-Claire_Lynch_(30361323857)_(cropped).jpg "Claire Lynch")
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