Gold Dust (feat. Ms Dynamite)

It's like gold dust

I hear me coming through your spe-ea-kers

I see me mashing up your airwaves

I know you can't get enough of my sound

It's like gold dust

I hear me coming through your spe-ea-kers

I see me blagging off your airwaves

I know you can't get enough of my sound

There's no place to hide, so stop the fight, I'm gonna get it

No use running from me, baby, you're gonna regret it

I can't understand why you can free yourself and let it

Go, go, go, go

Got you in my palm, now listen good, you can't escape it

Bring her to my world and we'll just see if you can take it

Don't you be afraid, I know you're strong enough to make it

Go, go, go

It's like gold dust

I hear me coming through your spe-ea-kers

I see me mashing up your airwaves

I know you can't get enough of my sound

It's like gold dust

I hear me coming through your spe-ea-kers

I see me blagging off your airwaves

I know you can't get enough of my sound

Everything in your life you've been searching for's in this direction

Come a little closer, don't you feel the intersection?

We gon' take it down and then we're gonna keep you sweatin'

Go, go, go, go

Take a tour around, you never known it's nonexistent

You won't hear it coming, no matter how hard you listen

Can't predict the hard way, we play our position

Go, go, go, go

I don't know where you are from, what you're running from, oh

I don't know where you are from, what you're running from, oh

This is feeling free and high, what you're running from, oh

All you want from you present life (life, life, life)

People, put your hands up in the air, I know you like it

Don't you fight it, I can see you're high and all excited

Flying through the night, we going up, better hold tight it

Go, go, go, go

Now we got the style and energy that you desire

Let me see you jump up, come on, with me, let's go higher

Climbing up the speakers, we gon' set this place on fire

Go, go, go

It's like gold dust

I hear me coming through your spe-ea-kers

I see me mashing up your airwaves

I know you can't get enough of my sound

It's like gold dust

I hear me coming through your spe-ea-kers

I see me blagging off your airwaves

I know you can't get enough of my sound

You keep runnin', and you're runnin', and you're runnin'

And you're running away, away, away, boy

You keep runnin', and you're runnin', and you're runnin'

And you're running away, away, away

You keep runnin', and you're runnin', and you're runnin'

And you're running away, away, away, boy

You keep runnin', and you're runnin', and you're runnin'

And you're running away, don't go, go, go