DIAMONDBACK (feat. Twin City Tone & Tall Paul) - Red Poets Society

Never been all that wrapped up in shiny swimming pools Those material kinda lies they tell Life looks oh so well from the outside in Honeymoons don't end No what I thought I wanted let me down And I don't want it now Keep the house, keep the truck Go downtown, get too drunk Kiss a one-night stand with a butterfly on her back Take the bed where you used to lie Keep the friends I never liked And the happy ever after welcome mat But you ain't gonna get this diamond back No never ever gettin' this diamond back You can keep the dog and the Cadillac But you ain't gonna get this diamond back Well, I guess I'll just burn that dress All those fairy tales can go straight to hell Don't need you no more with this 24 carats that I'm wearin' no I don't care if you Keep the house, keep the truck Go downtown, get too drunk Kiss a one-night stand with a butterfly on her back Take the bed where you used to lie Keep the friends I never liked And the happy ever after welcome mat But you ain't gonna get this diamond back No never ever gettin' this diamond back You can keep the dog and the Cadillac But you ain't gonna get this diamond back Oh, what I thought I wanted let me down But who's laughing now? Keep the house, keep the truck Go downtown, get too drunk Kiss a one-night stand with a butterfly on her back Take the bed where you used to lie Keep the friends I never liked And the happy ever after welcome mat But you ain't gonna get this diamond back No never ever gettin' this diamond back It's in a pawn shop next to the laundromat You ain't gonna get this diamond back

And I love you more than you can know And I hate you I just want to go Take me away I just got to go I don't want you now I already know What you have is all up my mind I don't want you now it's not your time Here we go again The Devil had a grin She walked into my life And my back took the knife Take me away I just want to go I'm in the city and I'm on my own No one calls so I don't need a phone I spend all of my time all alone I don't want to fight We do it all the time I don't want to cry This feeling I don't like Take me away I just got to go I don't want you now I already know What you have is all up my mind I don't want you now it's not your time Take me away I just got to go I don't want you now I already know What you have is all up my mind I don't want you now it's not your time And I love you more than you can know And I hate you I just want to go I don't want to fight We do it all the time I don't want to cry This feeling I don't like Burning up in the city I'ma take a sip We are pushed to our limits I'm about to dip I don't want no more pity can you ride with me I'm in love with this city I don't want to leave Take me away I just got to go I don't want you now I already know What you have is all up my mind I don't want you now it's not your time Take me away I just got to go I don't want you now I already know What you have is all up my mind I don't want you now it's not your time

I never want to go away again I just can't face one more goodbye I need more pills and drink to kill the pain It hurts too much each time you cry Out here I try my best to occupy My mind with things that I should do But in my heart and soul I recognize There's nothing I want more than you When I see your face I feel my heart exploding An empty space All my contempt and loathing Has been replaced With a keen sense of knowing When I see your face When I see your face I miss you so much, I can't think straight I miss you so much, I can't sleep When I get home, I'm never leaving again I'm yours and I'll be yours to keep When I see your face I feel my heart exploding An empty space All my contempt and loathing Has been replaced With a keen sense of knowing When I see your face When I see your face When I see your face When I see your face When I see your face When I see your face

Memories on corners with the fo's and the mo's Walk to the store for the rose, talking straightforward to hoes Got uncles that smoke, and some put blow up they nose To cope with the lows, the wind is cold and it blows In they socks and they soles, niggaz holdin' they rolls Corners leave souls opened and closed, hopin' for mo' We know where to go, niggaz rollin' in droves They shoot the wrong way, 'cause they ain't know and they goes The streets ain't safe 'cause they ain't knowing the code By the foes I was told, either focus or fold Got cousins with flows, hope they open some doors So we can cop clothes and roll in a Rolls Now I roll in a Olds, with windows that don't roll Down the roads where cars get broken and stole These are the stories told by Stony and Cottage Grove The world is cold, the block is hot as a stove On the corners I wish I could key this feelin' I wish I could key this feelin' On the corners niggaz rob or kill And dyin' just to make a livin', huh? We overstated, we underrated, we educated The corner was our time when time stood still and Gators and snakeskins and Yellow and pink and? profiles?? Street lights and deep nights, cats tryin' to eat right Ridin' no-seat-bikes, with work to feed hypes So they can get sweet Nike's, they head and they feet right Desires of street life, cars and weed types Its hard to breathe nights, days are thief-like The beasts roam the streets, the police is Greek-like Game that is deep, we speak and believe hype Banged in the streets has cop left for deep life (?) Its steep life, coming up where niggaz is sheep-like Rappers and hoopers, we strive to be like G's with three strikes, seeds that need light Cheese and recite, needs and BE strife The corner, where struggle and greed fight We write songs about wrong 'cause it's hard to see right Look to the sky, hoping it will bleed light Reality's a bitch, and I heard that she bites The corner I wish I could key this feelin' I wish I could key this feelin' On the corners niggaz rob or kill And dyin' just to make a livin', huh? The corner was our magic, our music, our politics Fires raised as tribal dances and war cries Broke out on different corners Power to the people Black power Black is beautiful Black church services, murderers, Arabs serving burgers As cats with gold permanents, move they bags as herbalists The dirt isn't just fertile, it's people workin' and earnin' this The curb getters go where the cats flow and the current is Its so hot that niggaz burn to live The furnace is, whether money movin', the determined live We talk shit, play lotto, and buy German beers Its so black packed with action that's affirmative The corners I wish I could key this feelin' I wish I could key this feelin' On the corners niggaz rob or kill And dyin' just to make a livin', huh? The corner was our Rock of Gibraltar, our Stonehenge Our Taj Mahal, our monument Our testimonial to freedom, to peace, and to love Down on the corner