🎵 High Steaks // by Mickey Diamond

2 ContributorsHigh Steaks Lyrics [Intro: Mickey Diamond] (Diamond) All you niggas sellin' wolf tickets [Verse 1: Mickey Diamond & Big Trip] Ayo, the bars chargrilled as Mick Foley, iced-out Rollie Wrist at least forty thou', don't believe me, ask Tony (Mwuah) Phoney rappers think they know me, not in your life Have you ever met a nigga this nice? I left my bitch and got married to the game, same shit, different day Presidential Plain Jane, I want money, fuck the fame A low-down dirty shame, lame niggas wanna hang for name's sake Thinkin' I can get 'em in the gamе Niggas' wigs get split with hair-triggers to they brain If you don't see thе bigger picture, that'll tear you out the frame I ain't gotta say a thing, all I make is a call Mask on, shooter flamin' up them corners like Kane and Paul Bearer Horror movie on the mic, I cause terror Any given night, God, forgive the kid, 'cause I ain't livin' right Take it overboard, a sore loser when I win a fight Man down, heavy is the head, I snatch your damn crown With full-court pressure on court jesters and clowns Now you surrounded by wolfs like Karl-Anthony Towns Pavarotti style, perform symphony sounds Pound for pound, you ain't fit to go round for round with the undisputed (Diamond) Gold-figure picker goods and shoot it Conversations with my demons left my soul polluted Mama should've named me Nike 'cause I'm known to do it I got this way off my own influence True indeed, shoes cost me a band like Judas Priest We maneuver through the streets like drunks run street lights Apache killer, go to war with a peace pipe Set rappers ablaze, rats trapped in the maze A true baller in the game with spectacular plays You bound to lose a limb if my gat happen to wave Roll blunts fatter than Dave, quiet on the set Chains hittin', lookin' like a strobe light around my neck P-pinkey ring dancin' like disco fever Niggas' songs is all thong, the .45 sound like, "Bong, bong" Come on, dawg, you doin' it all wrong By the time the cops come, I promise I'm long gone Dodgin' the long arm of the law, I'm Stretch Armstrong My dawg don't play fetch, he punch niggas like Balrog Make it rain cats and dogs, my catalogue is catastrophic Category 5 when I arrive, sign of the times Contract-killer, sign your name on the dotted line Niggas is out of time, I'm like Denzel Highest-paid actor from the stories that my pen tell Send shells, choke on your blood when you inhale, cocksucker See you in Hell, motherfucker God bless, the devil in the flesh, DiBiase, biatch [Interlude: Mickey Diamond] What the—? Huh? [Verse 2: Mickey Diamond] You be with peons, space guard, been steppin' for a eon Buzzin' for light-years, nigga, infinity and beyond Known to catch wreck on any record that he be on Preachin' 'bout them dead Presidents like he Cleon Oh well, bullets'll show and tell when I see ya Bitch niggas that scared to go to jail like Madea My name ring bells from Hell to North Korea Beef with me, I sprinkle so much cheese on your tortilla You be lookin' like Maria's, rappers think they 'Pac though One minute, they flex, the next, they duckin' they taco All that 21 Savage got 'em thinkin' they Macho Too much dip on your chip, not enough cheese on your nacho Don't go against the honcho, flow el padrino Rothstein for casino, hot like jalapeño Talk it like he Richard, really never seen a C-note Come holler at me when you want that primo, D-Diamond Dallas, nigga [Outro: D-Styles] "They want to act stupid, gun-butt that fool" "They want to act stupid, gun-butt that fool" "They want to act stupid, gun-butt that fool" "See, motherfucker, we don't play with that shit" "See, motherfucker, we don't play with that shit" "See, motherfucker, we don't play with that shit" It's the Umbrella, bitch