I'm looking at the folder, all the fabricated love songs
Those times were long gone, faking romantic bonds
Counting the wrongs, all the past should be pawned
Shouldn't still be still torn, find a fish in other pond
Put some JC in my shit, til J sees and hears it
The one in Green Hornet, Kato doing Kung Fu shit
Just Sit, make beats, that's lit, then spit, something crisp
This kid, oh, way too gifted yea
Cruising down the boulevard blasting my favourite song
Wondering when I can smoke bong in Hong Kong
From dusk til dawn, my mind run a mile long
The food bag ride along, my mind playing ping pong
Who's calling i don't know, caller ID 780
First image of black hole, Reddit's got a new post
Just had some french toast, stomach still not full
Write another, switch up the flow oh oh oh
Stay on track don't lose control
Face the trouble on the road
Was never told
What I sought had different levels
Ups and downs the path unfolds
Try to find the pot of gold
Do not let go
Find a way to fill up the holes
Wo woo wo woo wo
Wo woo wo woo wo
Lock and load I'm gonna find the pot of gold
Wo woo wo woo wo
Wo woo wo woo wo
Lock and load I'm gonna find the pot of gold
Premonition too blurry for you and I too see
Definition, what lies ahead full of mysteries
Go through my library, how did i make up that story
From galaxy of memories, mastery of imagery
Noise pollution, sonic evolution
Textbook execution by a yellow minion
Sometimes feeling like a slave owned by an evil genius
Played by the puppeteer through strings and fear
Insecurity starts to poured down
In the astral plane I'm gonna drown
Do I need to be a clown, to become paramount
No, that makes my soul frown
Just a little sad, let me tell you how I feel
Started kind of chill, but it became hard to deal
Can't heal, the struggle is way too real
Write another, don't ever yield
Stay on track don't lose control
Face the trouble on the road
Was never told
What I sought had different levels
Ups and downs the path unfolds
Try to find the pot of gold
Do not let go
Find a way to fill up the holes
Wo woo wo woo wo
Wo woo wo woo wo
Lock and load I'm gonna find the pot of gold
Wo woo wo woo wo
Wo woo wo woo wo
Lock and load I'm gonna find the pot of gold
TinMan - Pot of Gold Lyrics
TinMan - Pot of Gold Lyrics
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I'm looking at the folder, all the fabricated love songs
Those times were long gone, faking romantic bonds
Counting the wrongs, all the past should be pawned
Shouldn't still be still torn, find a fish in other pond
Put some JC in my shit, til J sees and hears it
The one in Green Hornet, Kato doing Kung Fu shit
Just Sit, make beats, that's lit, then spit, something crisp
This kid, oh, way too gifted yea
Cruising down the boulevard blasting my favourite song
Wondering when I can smoke bong in Hong Kong
From dusk til dawn, my mind run a mile long
The food bag ride along, my mind playing ping pong
Who's calling i don't know, caller ID 780
First image of black hole, Reddit's got a new post
Just had some french toast, stomach still not full
Write another, switch up the flow oh oh oh
Stay on track don't lose control
Face the trouble on the road
Was never told
What I sought had different levels
Ups and downs the path unfolds
Try to find the pot of gold
Do not let go
Find a way to fill up the holes
Wo woo wo woo wo
Wo woo wo woo wo
Lock and load I'm gonna find the pot of gold
Wo woo wo woo wo
Wo woo wo woo wo
Lock and load I'm gonna find the pot of gold
Premonition too blurry for you and I too see
Definition, what lies ahead full of mysteries
Go through my library, how did i make up that story
From galaxy of memories, mastery of imagery
Noise pollution, sonic evolution
Textbook execution by a yellow minion
Sometimes feeling like a slave owned by an evil genius
Played by the puppeteer through strings and fear
Insecurity starts to poured down
In the astral plane I'm gonna drown
Do I need to be a clown, to become paramount
No, that makes my soul frown
Just a little sad, let me tell you how I feel
Started kind of chill, but it became hard to deal
Can't heal, the struggle is way too real
Write another, don't ever yield
Stay on track don't lose control
Face the trouble on the road
Was never told
What I sought had different levels
Ups and downs the path unfolds
Try to find the pot of gold
Do not let go
Find a way to fill up the holes
Wo woo wo woo wo
Wo woo wo woo wo
Lock and load I'm gonna find the pot of gold
Wo woo wo woo wo
Wo woo wo woo wo
Lock and load I'm gonna find the pot of gold
Those times were long gone, faking romantic bonds
Counting the wrongs, all the past should be pawned
Shouldn't still be still torn, find a fish in other pond
Put some JC in my shit, til J sees and hears it
The one in Green Hornet, Kato doing Kung Fu shit
Just Sit, make beats, that's lit, then spit, something crisp
This kid, oh, way too gifted yea
Cruising down the boulevard blasting my favourite song
Wondering when I can smoke bong in Hong Kong
From dusk til dawn, my mind run a mile long
The food bag ride along, my mind playing ping pong
Who's calling i don't know, caller ID 780
First image of black hole, Reddit's got a new post
Just had some french toast, stomach still not full
Write another, switch up the flow oh oh oh
Stay on track don't lose control
Face the trouble on the road
Was never told
What I sought had different levels
Ups and downs the path unfolds
Try to find the pot of gold
Do not let go
Find a way to fill up the holes
Wo woo wo woo wo
Wo woo wo woo wo
Lock and load I'm gonna find the pot of gold
Wo woo wo woo wo
Wo woo wo woo wo
Lock and load I'm gonna find the pot of gold
Premonition too blurry for you and I too see
Definition, what lies ahead full of mysteries
Go through my library, how did i make up that story
From galaxy of memories, mastery of imagery
Noise pollution, sonic evolution
Textbook execution by a yellow minion
Sometimes feeling like a slave owned by an evil genius
Played by the puppeteer through strings and fear
Insecurity starts to poured down
In the astral plane I'm gonna drown
Do I need to be a clown, to become paramount
No, that makes my soul frown
Just a little sad, let me tell you how I feel
Started kind of chill, but it became hard to deal
Can't heal, the struggle is way too real
Write another, don't ever yield
Stay on track don't lose control
Face the trouble on the road
Was never told
What I sought had different levels
Ups and downs the path unfolds
Try to find the pot of gold
Do not let go
Find a way to fill up the holes
Wo woo wo woo wo
Wo woo wo woo wo
Lock and load I'm gonna find the pot of gold
Wo woo wo woo wo
Wo woo wo woo wo
Lock and load I'm gonna find the pot of gold
Writer: TIN CHAI LAU
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid