(Tom Pepe)
Let’s Go
My homie left his car
parked on Venice Boulevard
and when I dropped him off
he tried it but it wouldn’t start
so then we hit the scene
laid back we play our parts
we making art and working hard
till we living large
every time I spit these bars
got them seeing stars
we just listening to Nas
like the world is ours
I could of started a sitcom
“That kid Tom”
used to have this plan
to make the band, like Live Strong
how you make 20 million
and still living wrong?
I’m just trying to make a living
off of realer songs
I’m trying to make this paper
knock until a wake the neighbors
used to be the back up
point guard for David Attwood
Some of my greatest friends
turned into my greatest haters
but you can’t knock the hustle
like the great debaters
Son, I am feeling golden
feeling like my path was chosen
had to spit this track
and get it off before I hit the ocean, peace.

(Earl Nightingale)
Strong words aren’t they?
But as long as you live
you’ll never hear a truer statement
the key to every human beings success
lies in his mind
The gold mine between his ears.
It’s as simple as that
we become what we think about
most of the time
and that’s the strangest secret.

Stay golden
Who you gonna be
When the clocks broken
All we gots infinity
Let go and let fly
Oh, judgement day

(Gerdes)
Hit the ocean, with my boy just get away
He tell me that our paths are golden each and every day
We use our mad imaginations, within the beats we play
It's all we have writing rap, create another habitat
setting back the hour glass of man kinds aftermath
a master mind, with magic tracks
hit you with my static zap
hannibal, you cabbage patch
the madams be my average snacks
matter fact have a blast,
keep calm, relax
stand tall with your head held high
you can have it all till them falls run dry dry dry
I used to sleep away my days
dream up a greater place
Now I'm awake to find
This place is mine for heaven sake
Life's a game I play to win
Till I'm playing stadiums
The thought throughout my cranium
Would rock you like uranium
Talkin to pleadians
I meditate and listen
They say they we the aliens
This human race we livin
stuck in circadian rhythms
Till the day we awaken
to find the greatness within
so awake and begin

Stay golden
Who you gonna be
When the clocks broken
All we gots infinity
Let go and let fly
Oh, judgement day

We the judges of our life time
let the light shine
Or fight blind in the night
Waiting for the right time
Hold tight to our sins
and our prized possessions
Or let go an let fly
In the sky in the wind
With the breeze
Blowing through our fine hair
With the homies
Soaking up that ocean air
We are here to stay
Today’s our judgement day
We become what we think about
go think away
and choose who you will be
Go, do and succeed
We are free in our mind
and we become what we dream
Gold doesn’t perish
It is god physically
So Stay Golden
till infinity