Hook: Got gold in my ears, the glories all here, Got gold in my ears, So i speak with gleam,Do you hear what I hear? Hear what I hear? Hear what I hear?

I’v got a pocket full of poems, and a mind full of righteous rhymes, Saxophone soul, Gold in the earlobes, So I speak with a shine, Thoughts crystalized, Niggaz realize, This niggaz really fly, Sparkly thoughts, Voice box notes exude spiffy new and clear, In this nuclear year, Here here, For the chap mixin poetry and fashion, Fantastic adams babble atomic talkin, Grab my pimp stick, Walk on with a bop like my origin was Harlem, Tone of skin is bronze man, Straight African gold like the pyramids of old, Appear fearless and bold glowin out of shadows hes home...
Hook: Got gold in my ears, the glories all here, Got gold in my ears, So i speak with gleam, Do you hear what I hear? Hear what I hear? Hear what I hear?

200 carrot concentration, Missin star out the constellation, In lamens terms Im amazin!, Outshinin shady fakers, Your ladies caught the vapors, and wants my diamond shine inside her glacier, Fire up the spaceship,Take her to my spaceship, My shine hypnotizes eyes, Mesmerized by my horizon, Don’t stare to long blinded youll become, Aurora borealis, With the talent I am sun, Pharoah from forgotten art parallel to none, Chariot of flames as I ride over punks, “Is it hot in here?” she asked before she took her top off, Put on the tannin lotion and showed me her shadowy spots, Illuminate like lightning with the watts of my charm, Clap on clap off, I still shine strong, Worth more bucks than a billion lighting bulbs, I know Im gold, cuz my energy illuminates the whole show...
I hear the ring of the clear, The clear is here, The golds in my ears...The gold, the gold, the gold the gold, the gold the gold, the golds in my soul, Aceito