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the transplant - god goldin lyrics

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[intro: god goldin]
peace

[chorus: god goldin]
[ i was born in new york
but i grew up down south

catch me bumping wu
with the gold in my mouth

spliff in the air
for all my soldiers that’s out

clocking mathematics
that’s what goldin’s about

i’m an up north dude
that get love down south

catch me bumping nas
kicking jewels out my mouth

l in the sky
for all my soldiers that’s out

teaching cl-ss
clocking math
that’s what goldin’s about

[verse 1: god goldin]
walter burne greene leafe
that’s the pseudonym

i bring jewels from mecca
i spit jerusalem

liquid gold for mucus
i don’t produce the phlegm

it’s mansa musa
distributing wealth
with the pen

we talking street logic
talking street knowledge

feel like malcolm on the soapbox
this is street college

the science of not trying
showing and proving

we gotta work
the children got more tools
than home improvement

and they selling more drugs than
tim toolman

but they dont got that priviledge
known as blanco
make me go blanka

electrocute the devil in the date
just to show my honor
word to the father

nose in my lessons
head in the clouds
heart in the streets
and my feet on the ground

i’m blessed with food for thought
so i be feeding the crowd

i said i’m blessed with food for thought
so i be feeding the crowd

i was born in new york
but i grew up down south

playing ugk
with gold in my mouth

spliff in the air
for all my soldiers that’s out

clocking mathematics
that’s what goldin’s about

i’m a up north dude
that get love down south

catch me bumping juvie
kicking jewels out my mouth

l in the sky
for all my soldiers that out

teaching cl-ss
clocking math
that’s what c.o.n.t.r.o.l. is about

[verse 2: bigal harrison]
this feel like
a.i. crossing jordan
at the top of the key….

when i’m in my zone
can’t n0body stop me

i’m building on my lessons
knowledge 120

i’m just a street scholar
i don’t need a degree

a lot of youngin’s in the game
got the god is living backwards

they rather be popping molly’s
skipping cl-ss
rolling backwoods

i tell you
just put your mind to it
watch how the cash come

the law of attraction
is official
stop thinking bad thoughts

cause when you in the dark man
that x won’t help you

if you slip
them techs gon wet you
or 3’8 specials

in this world
the fake official
the real is hidden

thats why i’m ducked off
in the cut
and i ain’t showing
all them love

im screaming:
f-ck yall n-ggas that k!lled von drew

and if i ran into y’all n-ggas
i might’ve k!lled y’all too!

i use my mind as a weapon
that’s the sh-t i do

so y’all can never bring me down
when i’m coming at you

you must be on:
dopamine
ecstasy
sipping lean
or smoking ?

if you thought
that you was ever really f-cking with me

a couple rappers mad
cause they b-tches f-ck with me

but i ain’t trippin’
it get dirty
cause my flow filthy

it started in new york
but then i moved down south

catch me bumping boosie
you don’t know what that’s bout’

blessings to the soldiers
fighting time
that got out

it’s a jungle in that system
yeah i know what that’s bout

i’m an upstate dude
they show me love down south

bumping purple tape
gold tooth in my mouth

i’m a young legend
i don’t say this for clout

i’m clocking math
with god goldin
that’s c.o.n.t.r.o.l
yeah we out….

peace

ofo……

- god goldin lyrics

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