Violent J - Shiny Diamonds lyrics

I mean what do you got going
On there that's so good?
Man, it ain't always all good at home
But the few days it is
Makes it all worth while

It's all about time and chance
It's gotta be you got trailer park moms
Winning Powerball lottery
And if a little girl gets stuck in a well
You got the whole world feeling the
Hell and trying to help
We got good intentions, maybe bad ideas
Like fucking fine nedens laced with gonorrhea
But the adventure is real
And ain't nobody alone
Especially me, so come the fuck on
Let's get home
I got bitches to fuck, we be in Rich's truck
At the Mexican festival hittin' switches
The bed be elevating, no hating
Only congratulating
And the hoes steady tail gating
With they neden holes waitin'
On Dayton's, man that truck was so tight
That's why I'm tryin' to go back
Sometimes it be alright
And the rest of the bullshit
I can walk right through
I'm tryna see a wheel chair, a hot nurse
At a hundred and two years old

And the tree and the herb? And
The smoke? And the ganj? The tree is alright

It ain't much going on
But that's where I belong
Because some of them days be shiny diamonds
(Sometimes) And it can't be wrong
Because some of them nights
The moon be shinin'
(Sometimes) Like a world of gold
So much unexplored, and I be climbin'
Homies rhymin', heaven I'm in
People can do they thing

And mine is singin' (Singin') I'm singin'
Like Michael Jackson, y'all
(Jump, toe stand)
I said I'm singin' (Singin') I'm singin'
With out the little boys and the plastic nose

We kick the wicked shit in packed-ass clubs
We scrubs, your everyday Joe's, Mike's
And Tom Dub's
But that's our thing, and we love that shit
And people sick
Thinkin' wicked shit gon' quit
Tell me why do stress be, L-IF-E
Everyday's a new adventure for
The fella's with me we only got so long
I'm tryna get out and see
I'm tryna get out and be
Who tryna do it like me?
You might see from above
You might fall in love
You might get your dick sucked
From the back like what
You might discover your niche
And look you ain't a bitch
All this just days after you was gon' quit
I ain't on some mother
You wack motherfucker
This shit for Juggalos
We talking to each other
Not them other hoes
We shudder those hoes to back rows
And crack those Faygo's and
The place explodes

And the kush and the green? And
The sess? And the dro? The kush is alright

It ain't much going on
But that's where I belong
Because some of them days be shiny diamonds
(Sometimes) And it can't be wrong
Because some of them nights
The moon be shinin'
(Sometimes) Like a world of gold
So much unexplored, and I be climbin'
Homies rhymin', heaven I'm in
People can do they thing

And mine is singin' (Singin') I'm singin'
Like Eddie Vedder only better
I said I'm singin'
(Singin') I'm fucking singin'
And makin' cheddar somehow, and
Smokin' shredder somehow, wow

It ain't much going on
But that's where I belong
Because some of them days be shiny diamonds
(Sometimes) And it can't be wrong
Because some of them nights
The moon be shinin'
(Sometimes) Like a world of gold
So much unexplored, and I be climbin'
Homies rhymin', heaven I'm in
People can do they thing

And mine is singin' (Singin') I'm singin'
Like Axl Rose and them
When he was with Slash and them
I said I'm singing (Singin') I'm singin'
I'm fucking singin', fucking singin'
I'm fucking singin'

Well let's get you home then!