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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Golden Rules
Performer
Yasiin Bey
Vocals
B. Greenslade-Stanton
Trombone
Jamie Woon
Vocals
Shawn Lee
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul White
Composer
Dante Smith
Composer
Eric Biddines
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paul White
Producer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
I've got to feel the sunshine
I've got to feel the thoughts of your mind on mine
(You can change everything but everything) They'll never die
(End up losing the most important things in life)
Beneath a dark, dark sky
(Think you got all the game)
[Verse 2]
Excuse my babble, I talk until I get lengthy
Certain topics get the best of my interest, don't mean I'm friendly
Runnin' like a leaky faucet
See, we toss it to the side, throw it in the closet
Very rare for me to lose my cool
We in a school full of stools, sitting at a table
Dissecting these facts like they ain't true
Who told you you can get away with telling me lies?
Before you swallow oxygen, look me in the eyes
Reflection in the mirror, we don't recognize it
Paint a canvas in my image, put a frame around it
Don't even hang it 'cause I'm lookin', like this supposed to be me?
Analyzing every logistic, how can I fix it?
Changing everything but what I need help with
See, now I'm trippin', now I'm fishin' for a crack in the ceiling
So I can ditch it
Rules golden like the mouth, then I speak with the bite the tension
Count on me to let you down, 'cause that realistic, rules
[Verse 3]
I've got to feel the sunshine
I've got to feel the thoughts of your mind on mine
They'll never die beneath a dark, dark sky
[Verse 4]
I started reading notes I wrote a couple months ago
Still the same dude, same angle, what you rushin' for?
'Cause every second in the hour count a lot
Pencil for my test and had a lesson you forgot
Nobody owe you nothin', we tardy, show up with dozen
Chip be on my shoulder waitin', like bussin' tables or somthin'
The fact you listen mean I'm doin' well
Did I mention you could change the channel by yourself?
This a station, no commercial, got opinions, probably hurt ya
Better late than never, follow me, gon' miss your curfew
Lane open like a busy Monday
Days closin' like your favorite bakery and it ain't makin' money
I'm kinda funny if you like to laugh
And people vent when they see me, I soak it up like bath
Never one to judge another one, I have to use a mirror
Object that you're lookin', they appear to be lil' nearer
[Verse 5]
I've got to feel the sunshine
I've got to feel the thoughts of your mind on mine
They'll never die beneath a dark, dark sky (Golden Rules)
[Verse 6]
They say the chief of the tribe took a handsome bribe
Now his face is everywhere but he's hard to find
Super prime, on the grind in the modern times
Gains from the game in exchange for a sober mind
And youngin, you can hug the block, but it won't hug back
Until it do and it squeeze and your spine go snap
Light feet, chasin' paper, then his lungs just collapse
Ain't no freedom at the trap, it's as simple as that
Pay a hater no mind because that don't matter
Why whip slaves when you can just kill master?
Slaves gettin' brave to guard master's interests
They too shall feel it once we snap the clip in
Ha, so no threats, only oaths
Get well or catch Hell, shop open, get dosed
Medina hours, baby, we never close
And however the banks go, this balance don't broke
Salaam, folks
[Verse 7]
Oh, God
Everything's fudge
Nika off her mind and eyelash
Champion, sunsplash
And verily, I say to thee
I saw a wicked man flourishing the earth like a green tree
And I looked for him, I could not find him
And I looked again and could not find him
[Verse 8]
I've got to feel the sunshine
I've got to feel the thoughts of your mind on mine
They'll never die beneath a dark, dark sky
Written by: Dante Smith, Eric Biddines, J. Roode, Paul White