is theirs! Yeah yeah, the World is yours, I was once that little boy Terrified of the World Now I?m on a World tour I will give up everything, even start
crystal clear Go head and sell me out and I'll lay your shit bare See how I leave with every piece of you Don?t underestimate the things that I will
spend yours The truth is I will love you the same But why complain you buying gucci babe [Verse 1] You might see me in the spot Ya boy think I'm hot
? Cause this problem's gonna last more than the weekend. Well Jesus Christ, I'm not scared to die, I'm a little bit scared of what comes after Do I get the gold
gold. A heart that's harder than stone. And it hurts a whole lot, but it's missed when it's gone. Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not. I'm glad that
're running in circles. I know more than you think and your words are empty. Of all the heavenly host's! This will all make sense when the records gold
(feat. Eminem and Hayley Williams of Paramore) [Verse 1: B.o.B] Let's pretend like it's 98, like I'm eating lunch off of a Styrofoam trey Trying to be
9 [Chorus: Rivers Cuomo] I got the magic in me (I got the magic, baby) Everytime I touch that track it turns into gold (Yes it turns to gold) Everybody
, "Baby I love you too" If you let me love you, baby I'll buy you a car made of gold I'll even give you a fountain of youth, baby So you will never grow
luck has hit me people, And now I'm down again. Oh, I wonder why? Why does everything have to happen to me? I'm blue and I'm lonesome, people, My
You never treated me gentle Yet you spend up all of my gold Then you look around for a young man Tell me I'm too old That's why we can't agree Yeah, baby
river is getting deep, believe it You're all these arms of mine wanna hold All wrapped up with a river Baby, I'm giving you this heart of gold So listen
make black turns to pink Do you really think that a lion needs a cage ? I'm a fuckin' pirate, not your slave Still bootyshaking while I'm leaving You
& Philip Bailey On a golden sky, you my sparkle flying high My vibration start to rhyme and it chimes with loves direction Now, I'm traveling my cares
on my neck, yeah what you expect Nigga, I'm something like a pimp Something about the limp Before something like I'm pimp Instead I'm something like a pimp Cause every thirty days I'm
m the Negro, amigo Get every bay from Tampa to Montigo They say I got the lifestyle, and the E glow I'm in the blow range, no matter where he go I'm that
Hoooo Hoooo!) Holla back (Hoooo Hoooo!) [Verse 2] I'm Gangsta Ya'll just wannabe's Federal Agents on their P's 30 grand 28 on the keys Gotta good lawyer I'm
