| Digging for the same gold, same gold, same gold
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| Digging for the
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| Same old, same
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| Oi, what’s the time? |
| Never mind, just know it’s now
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| I’m tryna go around the world, not just watch it going round
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| Never slowing down, never throw in towel
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| Forever ride the wave, shore, never flow in doubt
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| Look at how he’s flowing now, one-time flowing
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| Run through your whole side like a young Mike Owen
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| Boeing, seven foot seven
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| I’m ready to fly 24/7, some rain or snowing
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| Yeah, cause the vision been 20/20
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| Way before a Freddo cost you twenty pennies
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| How much time have we got? |
| Barely any
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| So get it now, experience life while you’re sitting down
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| Spending time on your own, start thinking outside of the box
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| Start living outside of your phone
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| I’m here to stay, you can scribe it in stone
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| Or you can find me at the side of the road with a shovel at the bottom of the
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| Rainbow
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| Letting all my days go
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| Digging for the same gold
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| Same old
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| You can find me with a shovel at the bottom of the rainbow
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| Letting all my days go
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| Digging for the same gold
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| Same old, the same
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| Dig a hole, dig a hole, dig a hole
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| The lengths we go for a little bit of gold
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| And we don’t even know what we lose as a result
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| But would you rather live broke or live alone
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| Figaro, figaro, figaro
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| So magnifico, please, will you let me go?
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| Galileo, shooting for the stars, if you didn’t know
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| Say, bro, it’ll blow my mind if you didn’t blow
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| Cause the flow so remarkable
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| Regime, we lead, we nuh follow
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| Like sheep, sheep, you see, we
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| Heading for goals like Geronimo
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| Meep, meep, too fast, you don’t get a sneak peek
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| One day, find me at the top where the peak peaks
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| And all of my team eats
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| Until then
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| You can find me with a shovel at the bottom of the rainbow
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| Letting all my days go
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| Digging for the same gold
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| Same old
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| You can find me with a shovel at the bottom of the rainbow
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| Letting all my days go
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| Digging for the same gold
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| Same old, the same
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| Yo, uh, some are born for better things like Geminis
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| So I’m tryna get my cheese, not Mini Cheddar size
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| The revolution will be televised
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| Going to a lot of homes and a little genocide, it’s
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| Do or die, suicide, who am I?
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| With a little bit of luck, we can make it through the night
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| Pants sagging like I’m on the bandwagon doing crime
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| Should’ve really seen it coming but we never knew the signs
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| Digging for the pot of gold, pocket the receipt
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| Nonstop until my body’s on a beach, preach
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| Got me putting on the pounds, who’ll be clocking what I speak?
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| Eyes heavy like I’m never watching what I eat, breathe
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| Yes, I like my women thicker than a thief
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| So I roll with a trick up any sleeve
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| So the money talks
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| In the whip, playing cartoons where the bunny talks
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| You can see me digging with a fork at the bottom of the
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| Rainbow
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| Letting all my days go
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| Digging for the same gold
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| Same old
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| You can find me with a shovel at the bottom of the rainbow
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| Letting all my days go
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| Digging for the same gold
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| Same old
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| You can find me with a shovel at the bottom of the rainbow
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| Letting all my days go
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| Digging for the same gold
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| Same old
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| You can find me with a shovel at the bottom of the rainbow
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| Letting all my days go
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| Digging for the same gold
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| Same old, the same |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Treasure , by - Dream Mclean. Song from the album Cheese on Brown Bread, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп