[Pont] And it's a Talent most people should learn How to Make you laugh without saying a word People have to yell nowadays to get heard But Charlie
It's a kind of magic, It's a kind of magic, A kind of magic, One dream, one soul, one prize, One goal, one golden glance of what should be, It's a kind
But keep it boomin' like a system, thru any weather Stackin' my green, that's somethin good, I'm on a mission Trappin' hard just like I should, no penny pinchin' And for the gold
pulsing under her skin, Still afraid of the boogey man under her bed, And we know that the ashes in the urn was a person, And we never should have burned
make it real sweet Give it up for rock'nroll Give it up for bob Give it up for how it made you see Give it up for silvertone Give it up for golden
And Tiffany tokens Life's full of surprises So many emotions Why try to fix What isn't broken Life comes in sovereigns Love comes in gold A
up all your tears and sorrow I wanna be... I gotta be... Have to be... Have to be... Gold Oh oh oh Gold Oh oh oh Gold You're Gold Live it
closer now It's in our eyes You and me, we're just believers Believing what we hold But sometimes we fall to pieces In the dusk So we should dance like
closer now It’s in our eyes You and me, we’re just believers Believing what we hold But sometimes we fall to pieces In the dusk So we should dance like
) And everywhere I go people wanna hear me sang Oh yea and I just dropped my new album On the first week I did 500 thousand Gold in the spring and diamond
Touch me I'm cold, unable to control Touch me I'm golden and wild as the wind blows And tumbling tumbling, don't go fascination If just for tonight darling
had come To them all save And to thank Lord of Heaven One should build to God a house And to save one's soul from Hell One should be baptised and say
my back to the sea The ground beneath our feet all red awash with human blood severed limbs and bodies dead : prepare to meet thy God shoulder by shoulder
I lay alone awake at night Sorrow fills my eyes But I'm not strong enough to cry Despite of my disguise I'm left with no shoulder But everyone wants to
new day” no fuss when ya had to ride the bus you could add a little blush just to paralyze your school crush now your older and the weight upon your shoulder
Me and Valentina went down to the chapel but the gates were shut I had my vows on my pocket and my gold plated ring for my honey love We headed down Tropicana
[Chorus:] She was covered in leather and gold 21 years old I lost her in the cold It's unfair she's out there Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn
champion? I bring the wicked flow, like the latest fashion Satisfaction baby keep your camera flashin I was bust in the sperm cells mixed with old gold Funkest mode, ’fore-you-should
