it now. And cross the deep blue sea I cannot smell Inside a symphony the "Pastorale". A jacket and hat...the only trace... Two gold rings... But never
(Lyrics: Gold/music: Gold-Bloss) Hello my friend! It's late and I want to sleep But I just can't make it to my bed I've got a brand-new song on my screen
kind of fun And how we smiled as if we'd understood the writings on the walls And cooked our spice on silver spoons And if we wouldn't see the light We
I am Chrome on chrome, blue on blue, frost colors switches Hit the gas, hit the brake, y'all really burn rubber? Dip, drop, drop, dip Stop, dip, ghost
the front seat, and he turned on the radio and them sad old songs comin' outta them speakers was solid country gold. Then I noticed the stranger was ghost
seen your ghost witching As a soldering blue line Between my eyes I cry ?glitter is love!? My eyes Pinned inside Sea green jewels Hanging like Christmas stars From a golden
and Britain's ghost His lady companion by his side. Oh yes, I see him now. And cross the deep blue sea I cannot smell Inside a symphony the "Pastorale
get electrified and fried Fuck around and get your mouth slapped dry You could battle me and possibly survive But you could never see me and walk away
RZA Chef Ghost and Nas niggaz is the prophet [Ghf] Do it to em baby [Verse One: Nas] Through the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold