Bruce Bayne - Gold (feat. Rebel Legato) lyrics

[Verse 1: Bruce Bayne] Gold feels good on my skin it makes up for all the scars The clothes the cars this stuff is all but ours R & R in arm chair back pack full of zippers zip zip it Sped off in a silver civic was wizard no magician Know the difference slave to the system. t mobile sim in Ulating , you taking some pictures Museum smoking weed reading a brochure I remember going back for some clothes and some closure So i could f**. never over till its over till october Took an oath for nothing love is a dope word but if it don't work f** it We save the daylight. soul like de la Mind control hold my data She like the way i weigh a gram and lay a brick Let em try to get threw the trident skin, 3 layers thick Not in arabic the tattoo is sanskrit Got it on the sands of a virgin islander trip If this my life i like my chances Call my phone in ten years my wife will answer On the wheel like a hyper hamster, hyper-extended hamstring. while i write an anthem find a handprint crime scene Young bruce had nothing to do with looking dumber than smart cars Love had nothing to do with disease the heart caused. wardrobe of a lion and the war drones army armoire On a lighter note I'm lighting dope don't want war [Hook] Peace, peace love. Peace,peace love. all i want is. Peace love All i want is peace love. All I want is [Verse 2: Rebel Legato] I'm trying to be the next Socrates how will history remember me Rebel spread love because that's only who I am ain't much else I could be Maybe an emcee a vigilante I got the freedom of speech keep the mic handy every time that I speak I spit heat cause the city cold I'm TCG Pardon me but if you step on my jays it's RIP Made a level seen the future then quantum leaped Into my own soul my own mind like deeper than deep I got control over my own time that's all that need But really cash rules everything around me The part where the planet breathe I'm stuck on a blunt that chief take a break for a week Get in tuned with a new woman I've been immune to love I top dog her with a glove then it's back to the bluff [Hook] [Verse 3: Bruce Bayne] I've been on bullsh** haven't called my momma bear back Real people love me I'm not unaware of that Unemployed to the real world i am unattached Wish me all the love cause I'm gonna need it bad Give me all your love are you gonna need it back Don't bit the hand that feeds i feed it back Microphone don't even tell me how i need to rap I might never make a dollar i don't fear the facts f** the chitter chat i ain't setting cheddar traps “dumb it down" something that you better never ask You're made of gold i made you know i treasure that I hate the globe som much its hard to measure that Pretty much still chasing them waterfalls Fake busy everytime my grandfather calls And its really hard to put down the mozoltov Ive been writing everything to get this novel off Not involved not at all in the rise and fall of a know it all couldn't problem solve but I'm proud of all the work that i put in then i evolve Not just a civilian a super civilian never stall Never stop. never rest I don't even got time to second guess I call seconds firsts cause i got no time for second best Save you with the clutch. no seconds left