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    Chorus:
    Diamond life
    sugar baby we dynamite,
    Playboys and socialites
    young n flyy flyy flyy

    1989
    No pressure
    but to the best
    that's in my section
    Levels of a professional
    skip school
    create my own lessons
    Confessions
    of a mad rapper
    music's
    got me wrapped up
    Green strecthing
    only leads
    to red stretchers
    He's next in line
    for the blessing
    get your mind off mine,
    Hustle something
    and stop relying on mine
    molding a lesson
    while u
    letting time fly by

    At age 17
    addicted to ink
    a rap fiend
    who had money dreams
    my taste of fame
    couldn't compare
    to what I'd seen
    Them dying
    government lying'
    all for that paper cheese
    Mom's cryin
    watching her only son
    through TV, MTV, BET
    He on now
    wipe me down
    no longer
    fighting thru the crowd
    I control the crowd
    how you like me now? Woww

    Chorus:
    Diamond life
    sugar baby we dynamite
    Playboys and socialites
    young n flyy flyy flyy
    (x2)

    Back to the cold
    motivational roads
    No guidance
    just violence
    and probational homes
    Thinking my hot
    routes is all out
    music gotta be my way out
    Family gathered around
    I gotta make 'em proud,
    Pops propped
    in the penitentiary
    laid out
    hoping his son
    feel under
    a different cloud
    I'm speaking directly
    into the crowd
    nothing but personal
    just thought you'd want
    to know the person
    Far from perfect
    but nearly word perfect
    Must be he rate him
    on the scale
    from one to me
    Me equaling greatness
    one equalling
    every ten haters
    The rest
    couldn't make it due
    to unlikely behavior,
    So be patient or end up
    the next patient
    Emergency room, newspaper
    the new rappers call 'em
    straight actors
    Music wise
    they playing safety
    and I'm shootin off safety
    Aiming for greatness,

    Chorus:
    Diamond life
    sugar baby we dynamite,
    Playboys and socialites
    young n flyy flyy flyy
    (x2)

    Now everybody wear
    your game face (Dynamite)
    Forget everybody
    just do what he say
    They wanna move like
    they wanna be like,
    you can do it just like
    (x)

    Chorus:
    Diamond life
    sugar baby we dynamite,
    Playboys and socialites
    young n flyy flyy flyy
    (x2)

    Cash stacking like tetris
    his youthful efervesance
    No army arsenals
    I'm only secret weapon
    Get the message
    I'm getting C.R.E.A.M.
    like a nestle,
    Welcome
    Compton's Armageddon

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