New York police department, the F.B.I.
(I'll play it)
Extreme impact when Uniter Parcel
Tell him his right hand mand already did that
Sendin the video to HBO and Cinemax
Close the George Washington Bridge when we attack
Ridin' around with Chrysler PT cruisers from a mental institution
Extort the industry 'cause Nicky Barnes is gonna be
Diamonds, we bring violence!
Comin' at you like Tupac in "Juice", I'ma get loose
We gon' need Johnny Cochran man, I'm tellin' you
Fakin' like he live in Brooklyn squealed
Look at the bottom of your car, now start it
With a murdered pitbull with a knife in his stomach
We're gonna count to the one, oh, put butter on the bun, oh
See the man with the suit?
Crazy Joe outside to meet the mixtape DJ's with carbombs
With Kingston, Jamaica
In charge of every label's distribution
In the parkin' zone, purple Cadillac lavender two-tone
Ten cars, meet me at the Lincoln Tunnel with stockin' cops
And hire David Berkowitz as a receptionist for more power
My street team is gonna be eight men with loaded tecs
Wearin' a pinstripe suit With a [unverified]
Chill at home watchin' the Mets
Independent promotion, a couple of people got they legs broken
Turned the radio up and cut his arms off
I'ma tell Suge Knight to call Big Kap and Funkmaster Flex
Diamonds, we bring violence!
Whip mob style, Tone Capone AZ in charge of publicity on the phone
Diamonds, we bring violence!
We work nine to nine, we never sleep full time
Tony Green is out of jail with a five billion dollar bail
Send a coffin up to Billboard with flowers in the lobby
Federal Express to your secret home
Black killed the program director but first let him sniff some blow
Bring bazookas and bombs in from Iraq
Take Coconuts and Sam Goody
I'ma hire two men with machine guns to do retail
Big stations won't have any problem hearin' the wax
A box packed up with a chopped off human head
Larry Davis is workin with a thirty-eight magnum
Light up the kid with the bomber jacket and Timberland boots
Said this guy wasn't playin'
I'ma fax you a copy and let you know my job ain't sloppy
Carryin' duffle bag sacks
Sonny D handle the Wherehouse and Tower
Call Fat Kat in prison
We work nine to nine, we never sleep full time
Tape around this punk's mouth, what is he sayin'?
Lookin' at your black asses
A picture of me with Gene Griffin holdin' a hand-grenade
We work nine to nine, we never sleep full time
Wire on your doorknob, that's me across the street
and throw him off the top of the Waldorf
Gotta get everybody out
We work nine to nine, we never sleep full time
Autopsy explainin what parts remainin
Diamonds, we bring violence!
Record exec found dead, body in Hoboken
We work nine to nine, we never sleep full time
With black glasses talkin' to Grandmaster Flash
