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Gold Dust

 

Gold Dust

(album: Nextlevelism - 2012)


It's like gold dust
Ya hear me coming through your speakers
You see me mashing up your air waves
I know you can't get enough of my sound

It's like gold dust
Ya hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blagging up your air waves
I know you can't get enough of my sound

There's no place to hurt yourself
The fight I'm gonna get it
Tallest running for me
Baby, you're gonna regret it
I can't understand why you can't free yourself, let it

Go, go, go, go

Got you in my Palm, now listen good, you can't escape it
Bring you to ma world and hold you, see if you can take it
Don't you be afraid, I know you're strong enough to make it

Go, go, go,

It's like gold dust
Hear me coming through your speakers
You see me mashing up your air waves
I know you can't get enough of my sound

It's like gold dust
Hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blagging up your air waves
I know you can't get enough of my sound

Everything your life's been searching for's in this direction
Come a little closer
Don't you feel the intersection?
We gon' take you down and then we gonna keep you sweating

Go, go, go, go

Take you two around, you never known it's non-existant
You won't hear it coming, no matter how hard you listen
Can't predict the highway, bring a replay our position

Go, go, go, go

I don't know where you run from, what you're running from, whoa
I don't know where you run from, what you're running from, whoa
I don't know where you run from, what you're running from, whoa
Oh, you won't bring up yourself on fly

People, put your hands up in the air, I know you like it
Don't you fight it, I can see you're high and all excited
Flying through the night, we going up, beter hold tight it

Go, go, go, go

Now we got the starline and the g-tha to desire
Let me see you jump up, come on, with me let's go higher
Climbing up the speakers, we gonna set this place on fire

Go, go, go, it's like...

Gold dust
Hear me coming through your speakers
You see me mashing up your air waves
I know you can't get enough of my sound

It's like gold dust
Hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blaggin up your air waves
I know you can't get enough of my sound

You keep running and you're running
And you're running and you're running away, away, away, boy
You keep running and you're running
And you're running and you're running away, away, away
You keep running and you're running
And you're running and you're running away, away, away, boy
You keep running and you're running
And you're running and you're running away

Go, go, go

This is gold dust

done

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