The Diamond In The Ruff

back when breakfast was a bag of chips

between mom and dad, the sadest trips

a young man who had a wish, to have a platinum disc

my parents gave life, the streets gave a family

and with the damage in my life, the streets saved my sanity

was in a room where the dog would shit and piss is where we slept

and soon it was all hit or miss and unfair regrets

no one ever gave a helping hand or ever showed remorse

and dear ol' dad left us with a tab, we had to pay the cost

of course there wasn't any helping relatives to lend

a hand or a plate of food

we broke and they like q stay in school

couldn't play the rules, had to find another way

so while my brother played, i strayed away to get a "j"

and brighten mothers day

i brought the storm cause i was born and raised in ignorance

and with an alkoholic step dad, who gives a shit

in the end it all boils down to one thing

q-unique the diamond in the ruff, now watch the son bling

hook: (2x's)

these... streets test ya, q-unique under deep pressure

wisdom speaks, who needs a lecture

my soul dark coal, compressed and skuffed

i guess strivin aint enough for the diamond in the ruff

2nd verse:

now i know lots of people in high places

but that doesn't equal my career spotted in the right spaces

i talk it up with legends and laugh it up with favorites

the momment passes up and then i gotta hit the pavement

no man's responsible for another man's path

but in other camps i see other man's increasin' other man's math

a question of loyalty or a question of greed

and if i question the authority they won't let q lead

cats hold on to they spots like a niga's gonna rob 'em

like the world'll pass 'em up and what they did 'll get forgotten

and i had brothers backs from the beginning

always showed support, and always celebrated when a brother man was winning

and i played the background for too long

wwf put the smack down in a true song

adds to the pressure when i'm rhymin in the cut

mother fuckers is threatened by the diamond in the ruff

hook: (2x's)

these... streets test ya, q-unique under deep pressure

wisdom speaks, who needs a lecture

my soul dark coal, compressed and skuffed

i guess strivin aint enough for the diamond in the ruff

3rd verse:

and the struggle goes on...

but not without the help of friends who's friendship

i'm defending to the end

and even after then, if i should see the gates of heaven ahead of you

i'm makin sure that shit is right for you rather than someone instead of you

yo swel, you my heart dog, thanks for always being there

through the ups and downs, you was the one whos always seeing clear

legs put me on revamped the rock steady name

when i started out he helped a niga get a little fame

you was there homie on the day of my seeds birth

and the girl eka told me that q should lead first

ill bill you believed and co-signed

saw skill dropped green so we both shine

and dreamed of the gold rhyme

and even when some spoke against it

ya proved to me that it was more than beats and rhymes and it was all a friendship

so many names i could say this time aint enough

heres a thanks if you deserve it from the diamond in the ruff

hook: (2x's)

these... streets test ya, q-unique under deep pressure

wisdom speaks, who needs a lecture

my soul dark coal, compressed and skuffed

i guess strivin aint enough for the diamond in the ruff