It Rains Diamonds / b*tch Slappaz lyrics

[Part I: It Rains Diamonds]

[Intro: Shaggy 2 Dope]
Kill me! Whut! Motha Facku! Murder Murder! Whut! I can't f*ckin wait to die!
Please muder my motha f*ckin ass off! Bring it! Cause I'm goin to Shangri-Leezy!

[Verse 1: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]
Have you ever tried to get the f*ck up out your hole, but
Fall right back inside? Once again denied
Have you ever seen people turn into the devil
Over money green? Tell me what it means
Have you ever been to the wicked part of town and
Would you go again? They don't want you in
Would follow me if i knew where it rains diamonds?
No more poverty, as clean as we can be!

[Chorus: Violent J]
It rains diamonds nightly
In my Shangri-La, lit brightly
Who could miss this, so inviting
Come stand mountain top and yell!


[Interlude: Shaggy 2 Dope]
Someone stab my face or somethin'! Kill me!
What the f*ck a ninja gotta do around here to get his dead on?!
[Verse 2: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope, Anybody Killa]
Do you like to drink? Would you f*ck a girl the day you met her?
What you think? On the kitchen sink
Don't you fire it up?, Does this mean you wasted life now?
You're completely f*cked, I would differ some
Hold your hatchet high cause we're gonna need 'em when there's
Fire in the sky Together we will die
I can promise this in my Shangri-La you'll have
Eternal happiness, diamonds in the mist

[Chorus: Violent J]
It rains diamonds nightly
In my Shangri-La, lit brightly
Who could miss this, so inviting
Come stand mountain top and yell!

[Bridge: Jumpsteady]
Diamonds drift upon the mist of forgetfulness, bringin' a peace untold
As I fade away to become what my eyes see
Seeing into the eternity of Shangri-La!

[Chorus: Violent J]
It rains diamonds nightly
In my Shangri-La, lit brightly
Who could miss this, so inviting
Come stand mountain top and yell!
It rains diamonds nightly
In my Shangri-La, lit brightly
Who could miss this, so inviting
Come stand mountain top and yell!
It rains diamonds nightly
In my Shangri-La, lit brightly
Who could miss this, so inviting
Come stand mountain top and yell!
[Part II: b*tch Slappaz]

[Intro: Violent J]
Take it back now
Old school, b*tch slappin' 'til the break of dawn
ICP, Blaze Ya Dead Homie, b*tch slappin' to the early morn

[Verse 1: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope, Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
Six in the morning police at my door
Already gotta slap some more
Stuck my hand out through the mail shoot
b*tch slap sarge and his first recruit
I came out the ass, b*tch slapped some
Grade school, high school, b*tch slap went nuts
I remember gettin' baptized by the reverend
b*tch slapped the bible outta his hand
The b*tch slap master up in the place (Shaggy)
I'll b*tch slap your train-wrecked face
Don't assume friendliness with fame
I'll b*tch slap the sound out ya name
They'll call ya...cause you're not here
b*tch slapped out the Stratosphere
Mike P did the track, he b*tch slapped
Pop format straight the back
Don't let me show up on TRL
I'm b*tch slappin' everybody to hell
I'm down wit the clown, Eastside 'til I'm gone
Yet everybody singin' that Southwest Song
I b*tch slap wigs off, everyday
I b*tch slap old ladies outta my way
Southwest side, b*tch slap capital
Every b*tch made motherf*ckin' smackable
For my b*tch slap victims, I don't care
I'll b*tch slap cowlicks into your hair
Faygo in a pillow case don't manage
I'll b*tch slap ya head, brain damage
I b*tch slap cheeks red, hands off
I been known to slap her motherf*ckin' pants off
I b*tch slap planes outta the sky
I b*tch slap truth out of a lie
Call me Shaggy Spy McSlapmore
I b*tch slap motherf*ckers galore
Say we fake and wanna test the rap
Step your ass on up and get b*tch slapped
[Chorus: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope, Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
What do you call a crew that be smackin like that? (Wicked)
Insane Clown smack your ass to the back

[Verse 2: Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope, Blaze, Together]
Speakin of smackin it's makin me sick (Why)
Everybody's talkin that smackin sh*t
Sayin they smackin wit the ICP (Uh huh)
Just cause I am they wanna be like me
Talkin that sh*t you need to leave the place
Knowin you ain't ever even smacked a face
Claimin our sh*t, that's our sh*t you trashed
Mothaf*cka, we about to smack your ass