Take your diamonds and throw em up like you're bulimic. Yeah, the beat cold, but the flow is … - Kanye West - Quotesmemo.com

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I'm not sure I'm happy with words such as "task" or "role" when they are attached to literature.

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Kanye West

Take your diamonds and throw em up like you're bulimic. Yeah, the beat cold, but the flow is anemic.

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