what's good to golden Make it golden Take some time and think it through You know what I'd like to do We could take what's good to golden Make it golden
when you think of her wasted life For youth cannot mate with age; And her beauty was sold for an old man's gold, She's a bird in a gilded cage." I stood
gimmie some years They'll only get one finger while I'm shifting gears I got suede on my roof. wood grain on the dash Sheep skin on the rug, +Golden
seek the stallion born of fire, harness the flaming horse he captured and bound the moose, he tamed the golden horse Still remained the one final test hunt the bird
every unclean spirit, every filthy bird And makes us drink the poisoned wine to fornicating with our kings. Fallen now is Babylon the Great. The city dressed in jewels and gold
feeling and thought He decided to live his life shallow Passion is love for material [Chorus] And its gone... gone... going... Gone... everything gone... give a damn... Gone be the birds
home and a lobe Sonja blad-e, just so you know baby (yeah) Hold eighty roll through you and your old lady How rich this dough made me, gold az matching
Verse One: Busta Rhymes My rhymes profess life like the birds and the bees Make Funk-Master Flex say yo I'm feeling these Flows make you shit in your
flow I'm like "Sure" but, if it's about dough I'm like "Sure 'nuff" I'm from the bird bunch, Birdman Jr. you niggaz bird lunch I see your lips moving
my first breath. They said I smiled and cried until it was none left. I guess I knew what I was in for before hand. Miniture grown man ha. Third of three sons. Big bird
Summerchild that sits by the water, weaving sunlight threads in his hands. The golden river that day a shelter, a stream where he could make pebbles dance
[Lil' Wayne] Wha wha, wha wha, wha wha, wha wha, what Straight off the black gold, nuts in my hand, trustin no man Got my glock cocked, runnin this thing
into the deep Happiness is not a burden Oh, how the pendulum will swing I have felt the ground, I've seen the seeds Out of which grew golden wings What
O (yep) Five' Hop on a bucket of hot legs, fuck it [x4] [Verse 1:] This for the boy who went to Tennessee Listening to MJG, breaking 'em birds and 8
Queen of the Army Posse, the DLA which is Get live alright, you standing there chewing on your fingernails Nervous, watching me doing the live thing Singing like a bird
two sticks to make it in the nature I'll get you into penetration The gender of a generation The birth of every other nation Worth your weight the gold
. She knew her lover had others, but her heart was a desparate young soul. She sold a night to a stranger while searching for her pot of gold. [CHORUS
Walking along on a path in the mountains I saw a bird flying way up high Gold were it's wings in that time of the morning Flashing at me as they flew
