Destiny Claymore - Golden Cotton

It's gonna be hard when you want me back
Making all the money now you want me back
Talking all that trash coming out your ass
I won't take it
I always choose me when I'm acting right
Always choose me at the end of the night ('cause I)
I want it (all)

I'll be damned if you pick apart my future (my future)
This Golden Cotton now you want it back, back
I'll be damned if you pick apart my future (my future)
This Golden Cotton now you want it back
Look at this flip of history now we see it's funny
First we were the product now we making all the money
Now you want my future
Now you want my gold
You can go fuck yourself
So do as you're told

My name is Mad
Watch the way I learn to blaze a path
Be a king, be the Messiah
Lead my people out the trash
Out the alleyways of brick
Where we can't see sky
Where green is the goal with a grey code we live by
It's stark black from the cell to the gold mines
My people they steal signs
And shred 'em to make dough
It's sad
But so is our reality you know
We ain't comparable
Pain is in the air just like its aerosol
A single error
Leads peril to front doors
We ain't insured
No proper cure cause rage flows
Their banks swole off us
Rush up in the head office
Kick over the desk and renegotiate growth
It better be better than that bedding that we sitting in
Visit the descendants who became the peasants you shitting in
We are the trash
The garbage that stays forgotten
But compost to most is the source of golden cotton

I'll be damned if you pick apart my future (my future)
This Golden Cotton now you want it back, back
I'll be damned if you pick apart my future (my future)
This Golden Cotton now you want it back
Look at this flip of history now we see it's funny
First we were the product now we making all the money
Now you want my future
Now you want my gold
You can go fuck yourself
So do as you're told
I'll be damned if you pick apart my future (my future)
This Golden Cotton now you want it back, back
I'll be damned if you pick apart my future (my future)
This Golden Cotton now you want it back
Look at this flip of history now we see it's funny
First we were the product now we making all the money
Now you want my future
Now you want my gold
You can go fuck yourself
So do as you're told

Written by:
Destiny Claymore, Mad S.

Publisher:
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