Diamonds From Sierra Leone (Live At Abbey Road Studios|Explicit) - Ye

Lyrics by：D. Black

Composed by：Kanye West/D. Harris/Jon Brion/John Barry/D. Black

Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe

Everybody

Everybody

The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme

Forever ever

Forever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Close your eyes and imagine feel the magic

Vegas on acid seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses

And I've realized that I've arrived

'Cause it take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe

"Does he write his own rhymes" Well sort of I think 'em

That mean I forgot better s**t than you ever thought of

"D**n is he really that caught up"

I ask if you talkin' about classics do my name get brought up

I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort

Or even a four-track recorder

So it's only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche

Spoil yourself that's important

If your stripper name "Porsche" and you get tips from many men

Then your fat friend her nickname is "Minivan"

Excuse me that's just the Henny man

I smoke I drink I'm supposed to stop I can't because

Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe

The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme

Forever ever

Forever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

I was sick about awards couldn't nobody cure me

Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry

Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense in him

Thirty minutes later seein' there's no convincin' him

What more could you ask for

The international a*shole

Who complain about what he is owed

And throw a tantrum like he is three years old

You gotta love it though still speaks from his soul

And wouldn't change by the change or the game or the fame

When he came in the game he made his own lane

Now all I need is y'all to pronounce my name

It's Kanye but some of my plaques they still say "Kayne"

Got family in the D kinfolk from Motown

Back in the Chi them Folks ain't from Moe Town

Life movin' too fast I need to slow down

Girl ain't give me no a*s you need to go down

My father been said I need Jesus

So he took me to church and let the water wash over my caesar

The preacher said we need leaders

Right then my body got still like a paraplegic

You know who you call you got a message then leave it

The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it

Take your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic

Yeah the beat cold but the flow is anemic

After debris settles and the dust get swept off

Big K pick up where young Hov left off

Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off

I dropped my new s**t it sound like the best of

A&R's lookin' like "Pssh we messed up"

Grammy night d**n right we got dressed up

Bottle after bottle 'til we got messed up

In the studio with Really Doe yeah he next up

People askin' me if I'm gon' give my chain back

That'll be the same day I give the game back

You know the next question dog："Yo where Dame at"

This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back

"What's up with you and Jay man

Are y'all okay man"

They pray for the death of our dynasty like "Amen"

But r-r-r-right here stands a man

With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands

Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe

The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme

Forever ever

Forever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever

Ever ever