Lyrics:
connected more than internet, I told em
Uh, We be the ground, the sea, the sky, the totem
The poles are flipping, eyes are open, see what is golden
Everything
But now I decided I need to get going
So far in the end we can be golden
Decision is final it's in the election
I wish you the best but just get
with my guns by my side
Ready to ride till I die
And I'm a soldier
And you can see it in my eyes
Even when the man dies
They say a soldier
ticket and I won't be back
This Golden Rocket is gonna roll my blues away
Hear that lonesome whistle blow
That's your cue and by now you know
That
You might think it's goofy, but the Man in the Moon is a Newfie
And he's sailin' on to glory, away in the golden dory
He's sailin' on to glory, away
Let's live
By the golden rule
You and l
Let's live
Ahh
By the golden rule
Life is a rat race
Running me and you
Life is a rat race
No matter what
This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away
Hear that lonesome whistle blow that's your cue and by now you know
That I got another true lover
This Golden Rocket's gonna roll my blues away
Hear that lonesome whistle blow that's your cue and by now you know
That I got another true lover
left
It ain't shit for me to work through I'm my best self
Man this pistol make me feel better call it self help
I'm surrounded by these sticks I ain't
they'll put a date on me
(Oh-oh)
Sacrifice, do the same for me
(Oh-oh)
If I die would he put flame on me
Getting by
Man I'm tired of just getting by
two fifteen, yo
Downtown for the win, woah
Sean C for the tempo, Portugal for the intro
This is Arctical Don Disco from the one choir
Calling shots
Towers
The cowards shot me in the ass
Directly in the trousers
I'm in Tilted Towers and like Austin Powers
I bang everyone for hours
Golden bullet showers
Time to man up bitch
You took the fuckin wager
And chose not a trojan it’s motherfuckin danger
Crickets, then a month later
I get a call from this cunt
all
Here inside the system, violence is a symptom
Fighting for what's right, but somehow everyone is wrong
Welcome to the system, everyone's a victim
You can see my eyes are lupine
The liquid golden fires glare
My loping walk, my slinking spine
Are signs that there is something there
The way my
to get a goal in the net, which, you know, is always a bonus, and the boys at back stopped Portugal getting through and
erm
theyre a really good side,
of the broken dreams,
Where there's plenty of old golden rings,
And everyone pretends he doesn't see.
Sometimes I feel like I'm lonely, man.
Sometimes I'm so
I Walk into Apocalypse
Empty streets of Metropolis
Watching outta Binoculars
Everyone look anonymous
Except me, I'm the Golden child
Spitting wit
tears caused by lies
And some people all they see is fear
And they don't realize everyone's right here
Sometimes in early years
We find ourselves trapped
was in the trench
Pushed the weight like a bench to the pen
Tried a different clench
Everyone's a goat now
BIGGIE wear the crown/man let's move on these
One day when a man among the throng
Will see his way is wrong
The Universe will shine
One day when the kind you see in dreams
Will baffle all our
Behind this smile is just a young nigga
Who so determined
He's broken hearted by the industry
He's always working
He never thought he'd see
my son, do not relate your vision to your brothers,
For fear that they plot against you
Indeed, Satan is to man an open enemy
Thus will your Lord
Brag, to your grandkids about how life is golden
So I will light a cigar in the corridor of the crib
Pictures on the wall of all the things that I did
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