Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gold, artist - Dynamite MC.
Date of issue: 03.12.2015
Song language: English
Gold |
It’s like gold dust |
Ya hear me coming through your speakers |
You see me mashin' 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 blaggin' 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 mashin' 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 |
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 |
Climbin' 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 mashin' 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 runnin' and you’re runnin' |
And you’re runnin' and you’re runnin' away, away, away, boy |
You keep runnin' and you’re runnin' |
And you’re runnin' and you’re runnin' away, away, away |
You keep runnin' and you’re runnin' |
And you’re runnin' and you’re runnin' away, away, away, boy |
You keep runnin' and you’re runnin' |
And you’re runnin' and you’re runnin' away |
Go, go, go |
This is gold dust |