Throw your diamonds
In the sky
If you feel the vibe
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme
Forever ever
Forever ever
Forever ever
Ever ever ever ever
Ever ever ever ever
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
so sort of I think 'em
That mean I forgot better than you ever thought up
Damn is he really that caught up
I ask if you talking bout classics do my name
get brought up I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort
or even a four track recorder
So it's only right
that I let the top drop on a drop top
Porsche It's for yourself
That's important
If a stripper named
Porscha and you get tips from many men Then your fat friend
Her nickname is minivan
Excuse me that's just the
Henny man I smoke I drink I'm s'posed to stop I can't because
Throw your diamonds in the sky
If you feel the vibe
The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme
Forever ever
Forever ever
Forever ever
Ever ever ever ever
Ever ever ever ever
I was sick about awards
Couldn't nobody cure me
Only playa that got robbed
but kept all his jewelry
'Licia Keys tried to talk some sense to them
Thirty minutes later seems there's no convincing them
What more can you ask for
The international awards nah
Who complains about what he is owed
And throw a tantrum like he is three years old
You gotta love it though
Somebody still speaks 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 name
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 Motown
Back in the Chi them folks ain't from Motown
Life moving too fast I need to slow down
Girl ain't give me no cash
Ya need to go down
My father Ben said I need
Jesus so he took me to church
and let the water wash over my caeser
The preacher said we need leaders
Right then my body got still like a paraplegic
You know who you call
You gotta best believe it
The Roc stand tall
And you would never believe it
Take your diamonds
And throw 'em up like you're bulimic
Yeah the beat cold
But the flow is anemic
After debris 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
it sound like the best of A and R's looking like
Psh we messed up
Grammy night damn right
We got dressed up
Bottle after bottle til we got messed up
In the studio where really though
Yeah he next up
People asking me if I'm gon' give my chain back
That'll be the same day I give the game back
You know the next question dog
Yo where Dame at This track
the Indian dance to bring our reign back
What's up with you and Jay man
Are y'all okay man they pray for the death of our dynasty like
Amen R -r -r -r right here stands a man
with the power to make a diamond with his bare hands
Throw your diamonds
In the sky
If you feel the vibe
The Roc is still alive
Every time I rhyme
Forever ever
Forever ever
Forever ever
Ever ever ever ever
Ever ever ever ever
