Golden Sound - Lewis Parker, Apollo

Cinematic movements

We about to bless 'em

Keep stressing

Still I gave 'em no confession

Because it’s right outside

I wanna go outside

And see the Sun

Then fly into the oblivion

The neverending happiness enjoy

Still I remain b-boy

Till I face the real McCoy

All onboard

Ship ahoy

Elevation I employ

Biters act coy

Because their shit is straight toy

And they’re getting played out

No time to break out

Had their plans made out

But got spaced out

I pulled the ace out

Get those papes out

And let’s get down to the matter at hand

Shit is widespan

Liver than a live band

It’s all hapening now, my man

Should be shotting these beats out for five grand

Instead I’m looking at a frying pan

Get the money for the fam

All ways you can

But tryna play mans on a scam

Get your arse beat up, tied up

And dash out the back of a van

Straight up and down

Yeah, we holding it down

With that golden sound

We on higher ground

And we stay airbound

And we holding it down

With the golden sound

Straight up and down

We on higher ground

And we stay airbound

With that golden sound

And we holding it down

Up on that higher ground

Cause we stay airbound

With the golden sound

I work for BBBC

Banish battyman and bruck them correctly

The black that walk street in Stepney

I used to rob Mr Kipling in

For

I fell in love with Cagney & Lacey

I’m on the beat with the LP

What the fuck

I wanna drive car like black Sweeney

Finger up your hole

Drink beer till I chuck

Draw belch from the gut

I open tracks like hookers pissflaps

Watch ceefax

Slap bitches then boot them in their kneecaps

I stalk bitches with an

And yam oxtail and suck out the gristle fat

You know I’m all about the, 'more chilli sauce, boss'

I don’t smoke but I

Straight up and down

Yeah, we holding it down

With that golden sound

And we stay airbound

On that higher ground

'Cause we holding it down

With that golden sound

Straight up and down

Yeah, we holding it down

'Cause we stay airbound

With that golden sound

We on higher ground

Straight up and down

'Cause we stay airbound

With that golden sound

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