Who I Be - Diamond District

Tell 'em who the fuck I be

Tell 'em who the fuck I be

Tell 'em who the fuck I be

Yeah, now why you got the heart of a lion?

Still reign as hard as Zion, but you’re down to a science

Lab coat when I craft dope, high with an inner supply

Ready to die for this mission of mine

Read my rhymes, I’ma give your eyes something to see

No fear to climb sky high stuff my pockets with green

And I never went to college, but I’m schooling 'em

Play 'em my lyrical venom, I put a jewel in 'em

So you can pawn this song and get a hundred back

The nation’s cap- on the map that is where I’m at

Free alack, relax, even in code red (CODE RED!)

Give the mic a cold stare when the coast is clear

Of course when I skulk its weird

Play yours next to mine you insult my ear

I can kill a show, robbing clothes from Sears

A rebel yell, you know I am, you better…

Beat streets beat rhymes, life heat-seeks y’all like

Missions on a mission I’m spitting to eat Klondike

Bars, niggas ice cold, sane to your membrane

Charge niggas from far like «aight» tho

Them flames torch niggas you passing, who I be?

Classic, 'course niggas is mad at cheese under my mattress

«be"'s for the white man, «been"'s for the past tense

You in my bin like trash up in my trash bin

Who’s asking who?

I be, let me tell ya

A nigga from the P dot G here to sell ya

Dope in the form of quotes, transported by flyness

I wouldn’t need an oar in a boat

You’re dealing with the cartel of rhymes

I’m sitting fate like a tombstone artist’s design

Seeking heart is hard to find

Motherfuckers come knock quick y’all better…

If rap was Rasta, I’d be Haile Selassie

Probly one of a kind, me and my posse

We not on a level that y’all see

Hardly a softie, can ball on the court, we

Play on, but its all on a crayon

More solid than the ground that your grandmama lay on

I’ma tell 'em who I be, I’ma tell 'em where I’ve been

To hell and back, and I ain’t going back again

I want my death to come before I realize I’m a prophet

The next one break to stay true to this hip hop shit

So broke, sell destiny, question me

Uptown niggas next to me yes indeed

All over the track like extra cheese sandwich

Niggas with the weaponry, get vests

A g is who I be, arguably

One of the realest in the D I see, you better…