Good As Gold (Mixtape Version)

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Danio Forni] Where are you from, where are you from Where do you think I should go Let me love, let me love Let me dream in the storm [Refrain: Danio Forni] I carry the lord, I carry the gold I'm doing what I've been told It's good as gold, good as gold And I found my new job, come on (Doing what I've been told) [Verse 2: Danio Forni] I find myself, I find myself I find myself when I speak You look so bleak, let me pick Why do I feel so thick [Refrain: Danio Forni] I carry the lord, I carry the gold I'm doing what I've been told I want to love, I want to love Let me give you some more Listen [Verse 3: Vuyo] [?], never factory Crew full of banks and we all so radical Know they soft where they still sabbatical Stand up guys, man, we just laugh at you Wake up when we carpe diem Won't rest till I chill in a mausoleum [?] everywhere, that's a car we'd be in [?] [Verse 4: Steven Senegal] I'm way past my prime and this shit's just hard to stretch Find my deals and it's all so Kafka-esque Set up all at night, start 'em and I'm off my set (Piece of shit) Lo-fi beats on a tape cassette Lights go out like a flick of a cigarette Crowd screams, don't look down, that's just silhouettes That's how I start a show, make the speaker blow Megahits 3000, like they love below [Verse 5: Terra] Spend time in [?], more time one got at home [?] [?] [?] [?] [?] Straight-fi also droppin' [?] Bow-bow, we aren't repeatin', we load on them man back with a fresh batch-batch-batch-batch-batch Get high every day, I got a jet pack Been blowin' these trees from [?] Now I'm cuttin' 'em down, better step back Fruits of my labour, yeah, I crop that [?] for my glass, I net that Wreck it; wave it, mash up, don't care, still gets that shop Dickhead; chat shit, come then your face will get smacked up Don't talk; let's get active right here, don't try act up Bad boy Husky loops