Trust The Child - Glitter Never Gold

Ima hit the road huh (Ya)
Through the valley of the shadow where there's no sun (Ya)
Pen clack like the sound of the gold gun, 007, Lashana make my throat numb
Wanna take a sip or two
But never you label me the destitute
I could make beat to the sound of slipper shoe
Like I'm your Dad and I found you skipping school         
Learning my rules and that voice is really new
All of them boys making real trendy tunes
Way I make noise act a real, really fool
Looney tunes, bunny teeth, bend the rules (Eheheh)
What's up doc? Run that back
Passion tall Dwayne the Rock
That cash had called, you think you hot, you gassed, you not, my block is scolding
Now back when I wore them tennis shoes
I had them bigger dreams of something new
Still I got bigger dreams of something new
Then I got bigger dreams of something new, ay
People are seasonal, I just been searching for purpose or reason
Or something to help me with all my lil demons
They scratching my achin-ah-bakin-ah-achin-ah— (Fuck)
People are seasonal, I just been searching for purpose or reason
Or something to help me with all my lil demons
They scratching my back and I'm aching and bleeding
I seen him I
Spitter never sold, bitter never bold
Glitter never gold
Swear I never told, neck a lil froze
Glitter never gold
Wrote a couple notes, made a couple Os
Glitter never gold
Do another show, searchin for a soul
Searchin for a soul

Written by:
Anthony Faria

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