Letras:
Golden Rough

: You can take me up, you can wind me down There's no escape, but I'll never drown No wires or strings, No rough and smooth Just fires and stings, Watch

have I told my wife we oughta save money That's the way it's gotta be Oh gotta gotta be that way She cancelled all the charge accounts gave all the gold

: "Bust it rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?) "When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme" --- Keith Murray "Every

: I've been searching For a pot of gold Like the kind you find At the end of the rainbow I've been dreaming Thought it was in vain Ah but now you're

Mary, fuck Gus Fuck Darius Fuck the west coast, and fuck everybody on the east Eat shit and die, or fuck off at least Fuck pre-schoolers, fuck rumors Kings and Queens and gold

no one going back. No, there's not a second chance. As we strap onto the side We pray to God that we don't die. As we ride the rough seas, As we soak

me on this one Peoples, feel this Never Sprung huh? Know my style I love bitches, thug bitches, shy bitches Rough bitches, don't matter you my bitches Gold

and no food to eat Would you, would you, would you still Feel the way you saying you feel for me If I was weak If the going gets rough, if I'm stuck now

To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying. Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn Suicide remarks are torn From the fool's gold mouthpiece