More to life than swag and gettin turnt, one of our deepest songs.

GraceLand

We took a sample from Twista's "Overnight Celebrity" for this beat. "Now ya with the best from the West on ya station, murder any beat better store em down in the bassment"...."I pack axe tools hack whack fools up on rap tunes"

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Diamond Kings - FlowMaze (shady cypher)

(LYRICS)
"As time goes by, we stay fly
Ya lil dudes stay low and we aint even try"

Clay G got the pennyloafers
told ya when i come in it to win it the game is over 
never quittin in between because i need some closure
dont roll over if you been a chain smoker 
try to play me on that find ya body in the rover
cuz i just relax and hold her 
never try to control her 
and now she drops it lower than HOVA 
because my voice flow is colder 
now im 20 twenty and ya boys gettin kinda older 
went from cold shoulders to fuckin some casanovas
now they chasin me faster then a hill and a boulder 
lighters gettin lost you can find em in the sofa
its the lower beholder 
my eyes red cuz i rolled one 
stashin chas cuz i always owe no one 
if theres writing on the wall i guarantee i wrote some 
if my feet hot during winter then my toes dumb
im permanent not flaky like some cold gum 

"I be chillin cheifin while sippin drink kissin pink
Bendin ya girl over the kitchen sink
It dont get no better than that
You's a rookie lil' sucka ima veteran back
Quick to leave ya patched up no letterman jack
From Frank Gore or OJ to Barry Sanders or Walter Payton
No contemplatin, im the biggest baller in all the nation
You mista clean ok im mista cleana
What i do to these beats should get me a misdemeanor
Off the back of my balance ya see me swish the leaner
My wingspan stretch from Cali way out to Chi town
Im stayin connected like Anthony Davis eyebrow
Ha, ya thats my boy but this that big daddy flow
Im robbin muthafuckas of they titles like im Tim Bradley hoe
Y'all young wippasnappin that ass im smackin
Past the fact that I ain't black n still attackin the rack N
Im cash stackin sicka actin like my rap game lackin"

This aint replacements so face it
your flow aimless while mines about to make me famous 
makin some arrangements get you thrown on the pavement 
strictly for entertainment 
then i hit the lane switch 
watchu cryin for you know this shit is always painless 
you can never match the flow that ya boy came with 
dont worry what my age is 
still make that shit that they be cravin 
dont ask questions just listen to what im sayin not sprayin 
lyrics connected like the bricks i used to lay in 
now im on stage and these bitches be hoorayin
mixin conception with arrested
will leave you stressin and guessin 
you know my hand be on that smith n wesson 
in less than two seconds 
especially if your interested in smashin records like i is 
now im hungry show me where the fuck the pie is 
and its friday night so you know im at the drive in 
got a few things that i take pride in
bitches gettin jealous when they see me in the linin 
if the play is close you know im 
Pete Rose, slidin and divin 
if your shoes are trippin off what im spittin then tie em 
got it for free i never buy em 
they might call us Kings but not only on the Diamond

As Time Goes By

Remix of Lil Kim and Biggie's "Drugs" from 1994. Final cut

Originality

Our remix of A$AP Rocky's "Goldie" 
(LYRICS)

"Ever since the first time ya girl hit this
She been knockin at my door like Jehovah witness
Never goin hitless tryna take ya out for breakast
Now i notch ya on my records so cool i dont need a neckalce
Rappin on this beat, no apologies thought ya girl told ya ima balla see
Nobody as hard as me breakin fuckin arteries
 smokin on the jane like a mufucka supposed to be"


"Young Huckleberry Finn, drinkin uncle Jerrys gin
Ballin with my eyes closed like my name was Jeremy Lin
Been this raw since last year but y'all aint hear me then
Had to slow the flow so y'all could fully understand
Il beat ya one on one while shootin' with my otherhand
Matter of fact im schoolin ya with my handstied
First to eleven im winnin it by a landslide
Compete with me you must be out yo damn mind
Im Reggie Miller and you ya just a John Starks
Up in the garden best to back before the bomb sparks
N i could go forever i never tire son
My crossover game viscous like Iverson
I pops my colla, kill ya for a dolla
Jumpin from the freethrow line like Iguodala
Born n raised in cali mixed with the philly hustle
Ya boy the king of the rings a young Billy Russell"

Rollin up some blunts while we in the lane and trafficin
take em to the head and you know that we aint passin em
little in the game like ya boy Goran Dragic is 
but ya heard im on my way like ya ordered packages
i been dope like some coke
and you know how that goes 
left my old raps im here with my new flows
homie i been blown dont roll up the window 
catch her with spin rope im chillen with my kinfolk
im in the endzone you still in the friend zone 
gotcha all mad cuz were new and we been known 
im, light but still like a bitch with dark skin tone
that i could take home i got treats like dogbones
dont forget i still like them red bones 
and if you like my girl better hook me cuz theres no clones
better run quick cuz were tearing up the ozone 
only live once cuz ya boy has been reborn

"You want some answers boy i gotta testful
Comin at me salty thats oh so disresprectful
We could use a strap our fists or even wrestle
Leavin ya on the ground bent up lookin like a lil pretzel
Chokin ya out im squeezin tight til ya breathslow
Throw a couple jabs n I finish ya with the deathblow
Ya, ya done passed away 
N ima have to change my name like I was Cassius Clay
I get the cash today n ass everyday
Tongue spittin at the same speed that a semi would spray
Been blunt splittin everyday so my memory fades, my memory fades
Claim i ain't addicted young homie but this shit is scary
Im Richard Petty stay smokin til im in the cemetary
Only way il stop is if im in a penitentiary

"Goldie"(Remix)

(REMIX) to Drake's "Cameras" 
(LYRICS) 
"Ima confused individual, probably never typical
things runnin through my head to get em out so difficult, 
If your a new fan ya prolly think that Im simple but,
Listen to it one mo time it'll just hit ya bruh,
Im in California, She's in Alabama
Catch me one mo time they gon' put me in the slamma
Pic it off n run it back like my name was Jammer
Bring it in a secret box with a new camera
Post ya up on the wall then I lay the hammer
While I take ya clothes off and toss em in the hamper
I got different tastes, fuck a date girl you tryna get paid
Or ya tryna make me late, fuck it though cuz ya got a real nice face
Call me Big Black, but im the white version
Like some country folk I be in an excursion
Burnin up the barn she gimme head until Im learning
Lyrics tearin up the earth got them bodies turnin
Droppin n poppin you know i keep it showstoppin
N ima keep keep rappin like theres no other options
N I be buyin alot but that don't mean that Im shoppin
N when im next to the ocean ya now i kick it with dolphins like" 

"Ya i rap like a balla, look like a player
King of my city give a fuck about the mayor
Head in the clouds so my minds in the air
Comparin me to the rest of these other clowns aint even fair
You could say what you want about me I dont even care
You been simple rhymin im triple timin anything you got
You thinkin that ya fly uploadin pics of everything you bought
I been doin me not givin a damn bout whatcha doin hoe
Bitches tellin me they single when it really aint the truth at all
They dude only play one position while i could do it all
Aint no need to be texting back n forth girl all ya gotta do is call
Il put ya face a little deeper in the pillow so them neighbors wont hear it through the wall
Through the wall, ya girl i see through it all
Even with all of yo insecurities I still think you's a doll
I don't really know ya but oh i kinda
If ya like to smoke then your my kinda
If ya tryna roll we could share my grinder
Plus I like it when you only wear that eyeliner"

"Cameras"(REMIX)

(Lyrics)
"Cuz Il say what i want, fuck what ya say
Il burn a couple trees down sayin fuck today
So Il, dismiss ya, with a quickness
Im tech grippin on anybody whose sets trippin
I start spittin now ya mufuckas heads are spinnin
Style old school but nothin like Slick Rick
I take them girls n lay em down witta nice picnic
You know we gettin on when her friends is kissin
I be sandwich unwrappin while her tits are smackin
I gets to smangin n mashin til her hips is cracken
The differentuality of the rap game is lackin
You dont even know the flows you just want the beat
I mix the both of those together n got ya on ya feet
There's dirty snakes in the game yall could hear em hissin
If I ain't what the games been missin then ya ain't been listenin
The game i speak of aint the same one that ya claim ya missin
I change, positions got any flow ya wanna hear N
Im understood by everyone even the hard of hearin
Im Paul Revere N Il stall ya steerin 
Y'all are fearin if ima mention ya name or ima go n stay clear N
Ya just some, lil kids rappin, its time to meet ya daddys
Il slice the skin off ya ribs n cook em to meat paddies
Ya heard the last line, damn how sick am I
Il shove ya hands in the blender while pressin liquefy
Then Il detach ya spine homie just to pass the time
N Im rippin ya whole digestive system all up out its line
It's too late for ya, no way to prevent it
My method of vivid storytellins how i present it
Ya trespassing up in a place ya shouldn't be
I'd try to paint a pretty picture but ya still wouldn't see the Young G's"

Young G's

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