Текст песни BLOOD DIAMONDS GALORE - Sonny D

I had a lot of love for the docks, for the ocean
And I had a lot of love for the beach where I believed in something
And I had a car, and I went too far, and you took me there
And I had a lot of love for the cops
Before they got here
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I had grabbed that gun and put it to my head (to my head)
Thought about being dead (I was dead)
I put it down, just to pick it right back up
Like glue, I felt that I was stuck (I was)
Blew my mind with that barrel (grahh, grahh)
Blood all on the barrel (Haha)
I committed murder in Christian Dior (Yeah, yeah)
VVS's cover my corps (Yeah, yeah)
Blood diamonds galore (bling)
I'm a sinner that's for sure (yeah-oh)
Die to let my bros prevail I swore (I swore, I swore)
So the old me lay on the floor

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Better bow when I walk past 'em
I'm short but I'm not average
Blue money baller Dallas Mavericks
They all talk, we all action
Money on my mind, so there ain't no distraction
And just look up on the 'gram, my words make her captions
The water was so damn cold, I still dived in and made them splashes
The pain cut so deep, it started to make them gashes
I'mma a dog and you just a flea on my skin
Keep it real, always, no pretend (Oh yeah)
I follow my gut and not no trend
Battle scars can't forget
Prevail in any situation
Yes, I stand by that statement
I'm bound to be the greatest
Trying to kick it with an Asian 'cause I know karate
All of these hotties, super model body
Yeah, you would think I'm pimpin' balling like I'm Scotie
Yeah, spead off to that cash, in Bugatti (Uh)
Tryna get rich, like I'm Roddy
(Like I'm Roddy, yeah, like I'm Roddy)

I had grabbed that gun and put it to my head (to my head)
Thought about being dead (I was dead)
I put it down, just to pick it right back up
Like glue, I felt that I was stuck (I was)
Blew my mind with that barrel (grahh, grahh)
Blood all on the barrel (Haha)
I committed murder in Christian Dior (Yeah, yeah)
VVS's cover my corps (Yeah, yeah)
Blood diamonds galore (bling)
I'm a sinner that's for sure (yeah-oh)
Die to let my bros prevail I swore (I swore, I swore)
So the old me lay on the floor