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letra de gold - lawrence mulrooney

twilight to machine
getting heavy in the zone i’m a young charlie sheen
seen chiefing on dro
pack sound loud as a brick of the blow
shorty put the p-ssy on cloud now you know
coming from the middle to this top floor roof view
dylan spitting fire like a dy-lan flu
fly tense making the band excuse the mess
the maids absent
ice caps with absinthe
tripping like a drinking chick drinking st patrick
moshing with these foolish m-th-f-ckers, they ain’t having it
see the lime light now i’m like i gotta grab it
got a rap habit, delaware b-rabbit

beaware i come peace
symbols and goodbye greetings i
tend to think of we
in the age of the selfie i
contradict, slip this in ya sip
twit pic my d-ck real quick
middle finger polish
trenches like galoshes
on my oh my gosh sh-t
got sh-t locked like keys to the black box

planes, trains, automobiles and pit stops
i can’t stop won’t stop
young gun coming for the gun shop
i got one shot
one mic and a full thought
bad little b-tch gimme head while the ink drop

high since high school
high when the ink drop

…

you ain’t seeing what i’m saying we ain’t in the same region
i was born in coliseum when the people was a fleeing
i was steady screaming freedom while the people hailing jesus
i ain’t never need a preacher
living how i lead
you can see half behemoth all decent
all my dreams are free see no evil indeed
hear what i speak you see demons are really what you make
i ain’t never made a wish i was put in existence
with the mind i was given it was written
in the book soul
get to the gettin for getting is gone
especially when getting is getting the gold

- lawrence mulrooney

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