more than some Dear you best of all Know where my boat is from She had eyes all wild and free All she had the soul of a guitar Like a diamond on the
Others more than some Dear you best of all Know where my boat is from She had eyes all wild and free And she had the soul of a guitar Like a diamond
dumpin' on ya fake punk wannabe I warned ya too many times to watch the bloody tragedy I got the diamonds to the bauds, twinkle up your golds Now spin
a hit because her body was boomin' Gold, pearls, rubies, crazy diamonds Nothin' she ever wore was ever common Her dates, heads of state, men of taste Lawyers, doctors
blocka, yeah he going to need a doctor I dump his ass off in Broward, tell him I holler holler I dip off in that Impala, them rims still spinning I did
cat Man you didn't know that 3 AM, man, we bumping Bobby Womack My homie keep all his bullets hollow That's why I smell like Salvatore Ferragamo with the diamond
it brings you down like a recurring dream Ah - here on the diamond avenue (on the diamond avenue) And there's a tightrop marriage between the doctor
a few bones to pick with a fractured skeleton. Sage Francis Anti-socialite. Secret Admirer. Student Loaner. Continental Drifter. Professional Bootlegger. Spin Doctor
one or two will kill you for a song Singing to the drifter Singing to the banker and the maid Singing to the sling shots Singing to the diamond
hardest and get my mind at its peak can't let my study buddy down, partners in crime we studying like crazy man, we always on the grind. my head spins
you unimpressed. Now pardon me if part of me heart of an oddball, but damn. Kumba-fucking-ya, dog. Terminally alienated and bent awkward by the bought, prepped package of the slickest spin-doctors
few bones to pick with a fractured skeleton [over scratching] Sage Francis...anti-socialite...secret admirer Student loaner...continental drifter...professional day lifter Spin doctor
Now you're sleeping in a suitcase With a pill bottle for a pillow When you're hanging by a shoelace It can get to be hard to swallow When you're spinning
with a diamond and wine Walk that path to the firing line Just walk... (walk...) Pay no mind to the new recruit with the Play-Doh spine Let's be friends
left you unimpressed. Now pardon me if part of me heart of an oddball, but damn. Kumba-fucking-ya, dog. Terminally alienated and bent awkward by the bought, prepped package of the slickest spin-doctors
