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Lead to Gold Songtext
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Lead to Gold Songtext

I learned to fly as a cosmonaut flying through the cosmic slop
I learned about my superpowers at the comic shop
Some divide reality between the devil and God
But my duality is Calvin and Hobbes, dig it
I witness metaphysics every time I freestyle
Less of a xenophobe, more of a xenophile
Freaky child, monk to the religion of funk
I breath boom bap and speak truth that sizzle my tongue
Fan of a grand, hater of the cookie cut
Rookie club, copycats stink like some wookie butt
Life is less a puzzle, more like a collage
I try to make it less a struggle, more like a massage
Over message, the wreckage of your Icarus wings
Are blueprints to fly again and see ridiculous things
Who can stop a trooper cop? Live your legend, be strong
But come on, your destiny will only wait for so long


I learned to turn lead to gold by letting go
It′s freedom instead of control
It gets you to flow, life uses death to grow
Today is built with yesterday's bones
I learned to turn lead to gold by letting go
It′s freedom instead of control
It gets you to flow, life uses death to grow
Today is built with yesterday's bones

It takes an elevated primate to make the helicopter fly straight
The chosen one, opposable thumbs and eyes that dilate
We think sideways and call it reason
Rationalize days and nights and reinvent the whole season
Your mind's a magic hat, pull out a Cadillac
Imagination the only limit, can you imagine that?
We live in dreams, life means what you think it means
Cause you inject the meaning in it like some Twinkie cream
My tractor beams use rap schemes as gasoline
I manifest a movie, manufacture scenes
When I flow like the Hoover Dam, psychedelic superman
Speak words, psychic ripples return like boomerang
Lose the dang math, homie we don′t know the half
A soul′s path develops slow like a photograph
I'm on the path like flashlight beams at night
I see the light, open up my eyes and breathe my life


I learned to turn lead to gold by letting go
It′s freedom instead of control
It gets you to flow, life uses death to grow
Today is built with yesterday's bones
I learned to turn lead to gold by letting go
It′s freedom instead of control
It gets you to flow, life uses death to grow
Today is built with yesterday's bones

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