Slept all day, woke up in the evening
To see if the believers were still believing
The towers were reconvening
The sky seemed to be slightly leaning
I had a man, did nothing but play
He kept me around anyway
I got mad love for brand new rhyming, he's over here
Cutting my diamonds, cutting my diamonds
Cutting that rock, cutting that talk
Cutting that street, cutting those feet
You follow around a winged maiden
You may find her to be trouble-laden
She has no line on polished pearls
Those are for the proper girls
That man would watch me walk a wire
And bitch about me getting higher
I got mad love for brand new rhyming, he's over here
Cutting my diamonds, cutting my diamonds
Cutting that rock, cutting that talk
Cutting that street, cutting those feet
Feeling his girl, feeling his girl
Taking a walk, around the world
Sacajawea's belt got spent
On a fur for the president
Don't take a pioneer to see
She's a better woman than me
I got mad love for brand new rhyming, he's over here
Cutting my diamonds, cutting my diamonds
Cutting that rock, cutting that talk
Cutting that street, cutting those feet
Feeling his girl, feeling his girl
Taking a walk, around the world