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    Jurassic 5 / Lyrics

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    "What's Golden" Lyrics

    Jurassic 5

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    What's Golden

    SOUP
    Check it out now
    I work the pen to make the ink transform on
    Any particular surface the pen lands on
    Zaakir is hands on
    What's the beef?
    The Cooley High Co Chiefs
    High Post Techniques
    I drape off poetic landscapes and shapes
    Illustrate the paper space off the pens that paint
    Then design what happen national geographic the magic
    With tailor made status and plus flavor that's automatic uhh.

    CHORUS
    We're not ballin'
    We take it back to the days of Yes Y'allin'
    We're holdin' on to What's Golden
    On the stage I rage and I'm rollin' (rollin')
    We're not ballin'

    or shot callin'
    We take it back to the days of Yes Y'allin'
    We're holdin' on to What's Golden
    'On the stage I rage and I'm rollin' (rollin')

    MARC 7
    Melancholy mundane sautéed or hot flame
    Big rings fat chains
    They all quest for the same
    No name huge fame
    Strictly new to the thing
    We stay true to the game
    And never bring it to shame

    We tight like dread locks
    And Redd Fox and ripple
    We pass participles
    And smash the artist in you
    The saga continues
    This I won't get into
    Cuz there ain't enough bars to hold the drama that we've been through

    AKIL
    Yo, we're still the same with the little fame
    A little change and a household name but ain't too much changed
    We in the game yo but not to be vain
    I refrain from salt grains that seizing up my name
    We entertain for a mutual game
    From close range
    Steady aim
    I drum at your head
    To hit the brain
    I'm labor ready roll scholar for the dollar
    Work for mine pay me by the hour

    CHORUS

    BRIDGE 2X
    Hip hop music
    Music, that music
    Music, that music
    Turn in out
    Turn it out without a doubt

    CHALI
    Well it's the verbal Herman Munster, the word enhancer
    Sick of phony mobsters, controlling the dance floor
    I'm in them dark places
    Catch you when you stark naked
    Your heart races as we punk you for your chart spaces
    That tart taste is me bringing these hot styles thorough
    Some of u bum a few cheers
    From shock value

    Word power can plow thru
    Acres of cornfields
    Paragraphs cut like warm steel
    Perform ill

    CHORUS
    This song was last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Eric T. Sadler, James Henry Boxley III, Carlton Ridenhour.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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