(I Know) What I'm Made Of - Diamond Rings

In the beginning I was turning circles spinning

Always trying to find an open door

Caught in the moment looking out for something potent just to get me higher

than before

Alone in the spotlight night after the next night

Building my own mystery

'Til I decided I was done with trying to hide it and was going to set my own

hear free

No stick or stone you throw can ever break me

No name or word you call can ever shake me

This is how I am and you just can’t fake me

I know what I’m made of

I’m controversial even during dress rehearsal

Learning tricks from each and every side

I’m complicated

Both over and underrated

But i’m never going to run and hide

Taking on the big boy

Making my own big noise

Don’t you tell me to turn it down

'Cause I’m controlling and my rhythm nation’s rolling over top of everything in

town

Techno, pop, hip-hop, house, trance

Get on, up and out of the Buffalo Stance

I can give you love, baby, not romance

So get set, jet set, bordeaux, France

Italy to Iceland

Raise you hand

Not enough passport

Too much stamps

Flying to Hawaii with the Pro Bowl Champs

Just to shake it like a dirty bird endzone dance

Chequebook and netbook and fresh look

I drop names like dykes read bell hook

Diamond is the word with a capital D

Don’t you ever even think of trying to f*ck with me