作词 : Kanye West/Jon Brion/D. Harris/John Barry/D. Black 作曲 : Kanye West/Jon Brion/D. Harris/John Barry/D. Black [Chorus: Shirley Bassey & Kanye West] Diamonds are forever (Forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (Forever, forever, forever) Everybody, everybody, the Roc is still alive every time I rhyme Now say this, forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?
[Verse 1: Kanye West] Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic Vegas on acid, seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses I've realized that I've arrived 'Cause it take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe Does he write his own rhymes? Well, sort of, I think 'em That mean I forgot better shit than you ever thought of Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask, if you talkin' 'bout classics, do my name get brought up? I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort Or even a four-track recorder So it's only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche Spoil yourself, that's important If your stripper name "Porsche" and you get tips from many men Then your fat friend, her nickname is "Minivan" Excuse me, that's just the Henny, man I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop, I can't, because—
[Chorus: Shirley Bassey & Kanye West] Diamonds are forever (Forever, forever) Uh, throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (Forever, forever, forever) Yeah, yeah, yeah, the Roc is still alive every time I rhyme Now say this, forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?
[Verse 2: Kanye West] Uh, I was sick about awards, couldn't nobody cure me Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense in him Thirty minutes later, seein' there's no convincin' him What more could you ask for? The international asshole Who complain about what he is owed? Throw a tantrum like he is three years old You gotta love it though, I still speak from my soul Wouldn't change by the change or the game or the fame Came in the game, he made his own lane All I need is y'all to pronounce my name It's Kanye, but some of my plaques, they still say Kayne Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown Back in the Chi, them Folks ain't from Moe Town Life movin' too fast, you need to slow down Girl ain't give me no ass, you need to go down Father been said I need Jesus So he took me to church and let the water wash over my caesar The preacher said we need leaders Right then, my body got still like a paraplegic You know who you call; you got a message, then leave it The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it Take your diamonds, throw 'em up like you bulimic Yeah, the beat cold, but the flow is anemic After debris settles and the dust get swept off Big K pick up where young Hov left off Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off I dropped my new shit, it sound like the best of A&R's lookin' like, "Pssh, we messed up" Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up Bottle after bottle 'til we got messed up Studio, with Really Doe, yeah, he next up People askin' me is I'm gon' give my chain back That'll be the same day I give the game back You know the next question, dog: "Yo, where Dame at?" This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back "What's up with you and Jay, man? Are y'all okay, man?" They pray for the death of our dynasty like "Amen" R-r-r-r-right here stands a man With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands
[Chorus: Shirley Bassey & Kanye West] Diamonds are forever (Forever, forever) Uh, throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (Forever, forever, forever) Uh, the Roc is still alive every time I rhyme Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?
作词 : Kanye West/Jon Brion/D. Harris/John Barry/D. Black 作曲 : Kanye West/Jon Brion/D. Harris/John Barry/D. Black [Chorus: Shirley Bassey & Kanye West] Diamonds are forever (Forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (Forever, forever, forever) Everybody, everybody, the Roc is still alive every time I rhyme Now say this, forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?
[Verse 1: Kanye West] Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic Vegas on acid, seen through Yves St. Laurent glasses I've realized that I've arrived 'Cause it take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe Does he write his own rhymes? Well, sort of, I think 'em That mean I forgot better shit than you ever thought of Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask, if you talkin' 'bout classics, do my name get brought up? I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort Or even a four-track recorder So it's only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche Spoil yourself, that's important If your stripper name "Porsche" and you get tips from many men Then your fat friend, her nickname is "Minivan" Excuse me, that's just the Henny, man I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop, I can't, because—
[Chorus: Shirley Bassey & Kanye West] Diamonds are forever (Forever, forever) Uh, throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (Forever, forever, forever) Yeah, yeah, yeah, the Roc is still alive every time I rhyme Now say this, forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?
[Verse 2: Kanye West] Uh, I was sick about awards, couldn't nobody cure me Only playa that got robbed but kept all his jewelry Alicia Keys tried to talk some sense in him Thirty minutes later, seein' there's no convincin' him What more could you ask for? The international asshole Who complain about what he is owed? Throw a tantrum like he is three years old You gotta love it though, I still speak from my soul Wouldn't change by the change or the game or the fame Came in the game, he made his own lane All I need is y'all to pronounce my name It's Kanye, but some of my plaques, they still say Kayne Got family in the D, Kin-folk from Motown Back in the Chi, them Folks ain't from Moe Town Life movin' too fast, you need to slow down Girl ain't give me no ass, you need to go down Father been said I need Jesus So he took me to church and let the water wash over my caesar The preacher said we need leaders Right then, my body got still like a paraplegic You know who you call; you got a message, then leave it The Roc stand tall and you would never believe it Take your diamonds, throw 'em up like you bulimic Yeah, the beat cold, but the flow is anemic After debris settles and the dust get swept off Big K pick up where young Hov left off Right when magazines wrote Kanye West off I dropped my new shit, it sound like the best of A&R's lookin' like, "Pssh, we messed up" Grammy night, damn right, we got dressed up Bottle after bottle 'til we got messed up Studio, with Really Doe, yeah, he next up People askin' me is I'm gon' give my chain back That'll be the same day I give the game back You know the next question, dog: "Yo, where Dame at?" This track the Indian dance to bring our reign back "What's up with you and Jay, man? Are y'all okay, man?" They pray for the death of our dynasty like "Amen" R-r-r-r-right here stands a man With the power to make a diamond with his bare hands
[Chorus: Shirley Bassey & Kanye West] Diamonds are forever (Forever, forever) Uh, throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (Forever, forever, forever) Uh, the Roc is still alive every time I rhyme Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?
