Woe To The Goldmaker

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Booming words from hell Booming dope, Dylan will prevail Hit man, ice man, beating down the block like hail I don't give a fuck about a thing except to get the mail Came from Comet Hale 'Bout to set up shop, your bitch is stale Brian's lying, do not pump her, she gon' give you bumps like braille Dylan don't forgive, I'm living unforgiven, cut like Zales It's 1:45 and shit is shutting down around the hill Hello to the yellowbone that's sitting on my telephone with long pretty hair like Crystal Gayle [Hook] Woe Woe Woe Woe, woe to the Goldmaker Woe (Woe, woe, woe) Woe (Woe, woe, woe) Woe (Woe, woe, woe) Woe, woe to the Goldmaker [Verse 2] Bank a dang, dilly mane, gon' keep it whipping like marang I'm popping like a seal up in my city, can you feel the pain? Lames think they doing what I'm doing but it's not the same I've been working heavy, jumping levels, coming down like rain Got a two track mind, it's either sex or magic on my brain Morals, I got dogma, dogging sloors who whore themselves for fame Predicate is shitting on 'em as I get to what I aim You can die in vain, that ain't the knowledge that I'm tryna gain Can you hear the seer? Loud and clear, now listen to the sage I've been pimpin since the 1400's, do you know my name? Working tools are what I use to keep it going and maintain I respect 'em, don't neglect 'em, to ensure they never break **stupid dumb idiot needs to delete the shit below** I'm popping like the Lames think they doing what I'm doing but it ain't the same Morals I got dogma As I get to what I aim You can die in vain Can you hear the seer I've been pimping since the 1400s