(hook)
Throw ya diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
The Roc is still alive, every time I rhyme
Foreva eva, foreva eva
Eva Eva (x5)
Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic
vegas on acid, seen through Yves Saint Laurent glasses
and i've realized that i've arrived 'cause
it take more than a magazine to kill my vibe
does he write his own rhymes? well sort of...
I think em, that mean i forgot better shit than you ever thought of
damn, is he really that caught up?
i ask, if he talkin about classics, do my name get brought up?
i remember i couldn't afford a Ford Escort or even a 4-track recorder
so it's only right that i let the top drop on the drop top porsche
and sport yourself, thats important
if a stripper named Portia, and you get tips from many men
then your fat friend, her nick-name is minivan
excuse me, thats just the henny man
i smoke, i drink, im sposed to stop, i can't because
(hook)
Throw ya diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
The Roc is still alive, every time I rhyme
Foreva eva, foreva eva
Eva Eva (x5)
i was sick about awards, couldn't nobody cure me
only playa that got robbed and kept all his jewelery
alicia keys tried to talk some sense in him
30 minutes later, seen theres no convincin him
what more could you ask for? the international ass-hole
who complained about what he is owed
and throw a tantrem, like he is 3 years old
you gotta love it tho, somebody still speak from his soul
and wouldn't change by the change or the game or the fame
when he came in the game, he made his own lane
now all i need is y'all to pronounce my name
it's Kanye, but some of my plaques, they still say Kane
got family in the D, kin folk from Mo-Town
back in the Chi, then folks aint from Mo-Town
life movin too fast, i need to slow down
girl aint give me no ass, you need to go down
my father been said I need Jesus
so he took me to church, and let the water wash over my Ceasar
the preacher, said we need leaders
right then, my body got still like a paraplegic
you know who you can call, you got a message to leave it
the Roc stand tall, and you will never believe it
take them diamonds and throw em up, like you bulimic
yeah, the beat cold but the flow is anemic
after debree settles and the dust get swept off
Big K pick up, where Young Hov left off
right when magazines wrote Kanye West off
i dropped my new shit, it sound like the best of
A and R's lookin like pshhhh, we messed up
Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up
bottle after bottle till we got messed up
in the studio with Really-Tho yeah, he next up
people askin me, is im gon' give my chain back
that'll be the same day i give the game back
you know the next question dawg, yo where Dame at?
his track the indian dance, to bring our reign back
whats up with you and Jay man, are y'all OK man?
they pray for death of our dynasty like Amen
R-r-right here stands a man
with the power to make a diamond with his bare hands
(hook)
Throw ya diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe
The Roc is still alive, every time I rhyme
Foreva eva, foreva eva
Eva Eva (x5)
