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in they click
With ten terrorizing theives
Ya'll niggas is twat, my squad form like SWAT
Spliff Star comin' through ya like it or not
High off pot,

exotic gold
Fresh from the Motherland, peep out the jail pose
Ghetto ghetto dreams so Common, we so close
Push it the limit to we screaming we got it that

all I swear to God my whole damn world is changing
Ppl see us rollin round the city we ain't racing
I tell the truth like all the time I do not like

of those,

You might, might, might,
You know, know,

This is the life you would imagine,
Just break it down and see that time is what I'm passing,
I give my

this gold
You would've thought that I was Jewish, nope
Clownin' as usual, that's how I get through to you
Cancel me for everything I've said, I've thrown

only live once so fill ya wallets or your purses or your pockets if You on the corner gambling that's for certain
Tryna see the days where my momma not

She said, she said
She said, she said
She said, she said
Lotta shit to talk about
Not too much that I could say
Who the fuck am I anyway
That anyone

alone. 

Verse 2:

We’re holding onto hope that things might change, 
But act the same as night turns into day, 
You got me seeing everything in gold, 
You

hitting my line I’m thinking I might as well
Touch it it’s gold I’m feeling like Midas still
Don’t need nobody help
Do it all by myself
Sorry Regina
I’m not

a hulk and a school bus
We know that nigga is a poo putt
I know everything Bitch I got da ups
I put one in da head kno dat bitch stuck
I would run from da

That boy up on some money shit On some successful shit
We need some betta shit
So this some betta shit
medicine
Cuz this is destiny
And we was meant

Nickel

Royce da 5'9"

M.I.C. (Make It Count)

2004

picture a soldier with a rose gold soul with a frozen, flow
Who will rhyme 'til the climate is cold
Diamonds in the rose like Pocanos snow
I'm like Alpo,

and everything breaks down into
Vibrations - and by controlling that you
Can control both matter and
Thought and we've investigated this
And we've spent a lot

with me
And nah, customs don't touch it when they pocket a fee
Any block that touch our profit, they get dropped in the street
Not Noxema, two fingers,

matter and na woman matter
I go swear for your papa okay

Surrounded by people but still alone in my struggles
Doubling my hustle so that everything will

her nose runny
And you know I love bitches
Shoutout that nigga Sunny
And this might not even make it
She don't wanna give it, I won't take it
Only tell

action

Uh yeah stay by myself cause these niggas be lame
I know that these pussy niggas gone hate
I told my momma that I'm gone be great
Drip is the real,

what I've been trying to cloak
From all these different people that are broke
Out of the norm
Cause my souls is full of gold
But I'm well aware of those

do fear
Everyone a star but the spotlight soon clear
Not like you, we're boss-free, check the record
The sheep must respect the shepherd
This is gold

look back I see time sped
It's clear to see that I'm on
And these niggas heard just what I said
The young prince is all grown
And the crown belongs on my

Ko Rock Stuff

King Tee

Act a Fool

1988

just resign
Mc's put the l.a. posse in mind
Because that's where pooh's from
So let the story be told

Everything that he touch (scratch)
Ha's sales gold

I am NOT saying we've got it all figured out but why accept silver when you're given gold. What good is just one wing? 
Stuck in your ways, tossed

They complain that I'm rigid while I'm pushing all my limits
Only running in circles but all you see is the surface
My mind has been a furnace I think

Cry

The Icons

Mom, We Like It Here on Earth

1994

touch me
Nothin' try nothin' die nothin' ever gonna get by
I cry

[Chorus]

He delivers it in rainbows and shades of black and gold
Trying to tell