Diamond Halo Granade
๐ต 2350 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:45 duration
๐ ID: 31565864
๐ Lyrics
Diamond
Halo
Grenade
Diamond Halo Grenade
It's the big dick mentality, stunt cock commando
Anal sex assault rifle, rectum Rambo
Who like a mouth full of Altoids on her knees
When she blowin' my bugle with my bros
Hiding like you're Meridian and Purdy
Stop the world so you can get off
It's only a joke if you're the punchline
To the pessimist going blind looking at life on the bright side
Swallow a dictionary and spit it back
If I was paid to state the obvious in the art opulence
Of being over attractive's preposterous
And any deployment for your enjoyment
He's simply outstanding
Takes off for yours like landing
Miss with the cannon
Shaking their heads like cans
Confusing audience of anorexics
Who find my material just too hard to digest it
Inept to the task, it's meaning concealed like a wine
Who finding salvation in a flask
Cremed nigga too hard to grasp
Style these dunderheads couldn't predict
Rather ate it with psychic
These self defective sidekicks
Are kickstands is more like it
With your cheap pet tricks
Barking bravado like Super Chickens
More heartless than drowned kittens
Cool in the morgue with no mittens
Sentimental as a suicide note
Sent as a valentine with cunts and rhymes
Mines is ill, a turtle on a treadmill
In shape, perfect on paper
Apply with a pair of pliers
Tiger to timid, how's your tires?
Can't buy your car with no cookie
You clumsy slow lane material on the side of the road stranded
Reprimanded, all by your lonesome and empty handed
MC's don't retire, they expire
Depreciate in value, past due
Put 'em on and they pass out like club flyers
Diamond
Halo
Grenade
Diamond Halo Grenade
Diamond
Halo
Grenade
Diamond Halo Grenade
Mr. Ballbeam remains high post
I'm the butter on toast
Don't need a nine to five, I'll punch
The clock and hit the road instead
Give me an oven, mix flour and water, I'll make bread
Heavy hitter spitter when cadence equals conversation
Overcharging for every letter and my meter's running pager fat
Signed a warrant to serve cannor to your corpse
Between teeth I floss
Y'all endorse the prime digit whiz
Smash your grid kid
Word nuisance like a laxative
I'm filling the perfect adjective
With every time every rhyme contradicts your design
Diamond
Halo
Grenade
Diamond Halo Grenade
Diamond
Halo
Grenade
Diamond Halo Grenade
Diamond
Halo
Grenade
Diamond Halo Grenade
Halo
Grenade
Diamond Halo Grenade
It's the big dick mentality, stunt cock commando
Anal sex assault rifle, rectum Rambo
Who like a mouth full of Altoids on her knees
When she blowin' my bugle with my bros
Hiding like you're Meridian and Purdy
Stop the world so you can get off
It's only a joke if you're the punchline
To the pessimist going blind looking at life on the bright side
Swallow a dictionary and spit it back
If I was paid to state the obvious in the art opulence
Of being over attractive's preposterous
And any deployment for your enjoyment
He's simply outstanding
Takes off for yours like landing
Miss with the cannon
Shaking their heads like cans
Confusing audience of anorexics
Who find my material just too hard to digest it
Inept to the task, it's meaning concealed like a wine
Who finding salvation in a flask
Cremed nigga too hard to grasp
Style these dunderheads couldn't predict
Rather ate it with psychic
These self defective sidekicks
Are kickstands is more like it
With your cheap pet tricks
Barking bravado like Super Chickens
More heartless than drowned kittens
Cool in the morgue with no mittens
Sentimental as a suicide note
Sent as a valentine with cunts and rhymes
Mines is ill, a turtle on a treadmill
In shape, perfect on paper
Apply with a pair of pliers
Tiger to timid, how's your tires?
Can't buy your car with no cookie
You clumsy slow lane material on the side of the road stranded
Reprimanded, all by your lonesome and empty handed
MC's don't retire, they expire
Depreciate in value, past due
Put 'em on and they pass out like club flyers
Diamond
Halo
Grenade
Diamond Halo Grenade
Diamond
Halo
Grenade
Diamond Halo Grenade
Mr. Ballbeam remains high post
I'm the butter on toast
Don't need a nine to five, I'll punch
The clock and hit the road instead
Give me an oven, mix flour and water, I'll make bread
Heavy hitter spitter when cadence equals conversation
Overcharging for every letter and my meter's running pager fat
Signed a warrant to serve cannor to your corpse
Between teeth I floss
Y'all endorse the prime digit whiz
Smash your grid kid
Word nuisance like a laxative
I'm filling the perfect adjective
With every time every rhyme contradicts your design
Diamond
Halo
Grenade
Diamond Halo Grenade
Diamond
Halo
Grenade
Diamond Halo Grenade
Diamond
Halo
Grenade
Diamond Halo Grenade