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The Golden State is Gone

by Young Copper

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1.
California I love you so But tell me where in the world did all the gold go? Where in the world did all the love go? It's like we're being eaten alive here, so California I hate you so Where in the world did the golden state go? What happened to the streets covered in gold? Where in the world are we supposed to go From here? Is the answer really that clear? Is the answer even out there? No difference to me, I ain't wasting my years Hunting for the answer to all my fears That isn't life That isn't what it's about It's about being found underground And clawing your way up till you can look around And be astounded Dumbfounded in fact Struck with the idea that the answer is wack So fuck it, there is no turning back There is no way to get our gold back But the golden state is gone and it's on the attack It's been a pleasure serving you, These past 19, almost 20 years Damn has it really been that long? It feels like just yesterday we were fallin Both off swings, and for bitches callin us baby Like we're going to there for an eternity And you know what? It felt like reality Like no one could stop me Or her, like Clyde and Bonnie I know that comparison is overdone But it's accurate to my situation I figured we'd die together Maybe by the gun I dunno, but it was fun And if I could I live it again But that isn't life, like I said before We have to grow and become who we are From the fucked up, the bitchy, the crazy and the drunk To the cool, the collected, the sober and the calm These songs are for you, keep doin what you do, Make a little cash, and live a little, dude It's all about the journey, that's the wisest shit I know So just go for it, brah Haha
2.
It's like Everydays another game of chase Another girl, another time, another place Another beginner's game Another endless marathon of Groundhog Day (Uh, the stop button is right next to play) But I can't find the chasers I can't wash the feeling of you from my tasters I can't place this Feeling of wasted That you bring about whenever you're around my pasted Cut copy, wannabe rappin ass Failin at rappin fast Like damn you're rappin gas Where's the spark man, where's the fire, where's the blaze? You sounding like you trapped in a daze Or maybe a maze, where's my Ariadne? This path is getting rocky My words are getting sloppy No energy to be cocky Just enough energy for me And it's like I can still hear the dogs barkin' Feelin' like Tony Stark, cold iron walkin They're chompin at the bits while i keep snarkin Sharkin, there's blood in the water Amanda's off to Oregon my brothers past Nevada Brooke's goin north And I'm still here, wondering where ill be Maybe in a year or three Strike down the dates Scribble out the memories Restart the scene And reset the scenery I miss that energy Off wondering who I will be Who will I be? A bum maybe? Or will I have a multi platinum selling cd? I dunno, peep the DVD And fast forward past year nineteen
3.
First love, that shit exist But why we gotta persist Second love, third love Love itself is just nonsense It blinds you from ambition Deters you from common sense Plus the money you spend on those biches? How the fuck you gonna to pay rent Nah, that dough you made is for you No law that says I gotta buy you and goddamn food Always Show love to your brothas tho One good homie is more genuine than a hundred hoes but shit Trust no bitch, keep your shit Roll that j, take that hit Yeah, I'm a little bit selfish at heart But with the brothers barterings art A smoke for some percs, Bert Some pills for a dab A stoge for some smoke blowin You know Ill roll that shit up fat But man I think its a fact it's time we start showin that we as a team can really drop bombs on track With no bitches left to slow and stop our attack Down So lets get down, fuck around blow the whole sky off this fuckin town So are drugs fun? Figure it out (So are drugs fun?) Up to you Spend a day just trippin out Staring at some light up shoes Bump some Mac miller Feel those cold shivers Open you mind to places you never hearda Take a mental break This world is out to kill ya just do what we do And abuse the tools around ya Love is a drug, But don't get it twisted Let her back in your life And you might never break addiction
4.
Look down, Now look up Do you believe what your eyes have put before ya? Or do you see more beyond your corneas It's boring, Living life in the normal These typical hypocrites can't envision the images And The universe expands, yet we stand too fuckin still Hold fast to old beliefs, refuse to accept that Things may be different than a first chance glance Just lay back and watch the stars dance Up there, we don't matter It's all just scattered dark matter So do we matter? Or all we all just hatters Gone mad with the frustration Of never knowing creation Bastards sons of anti satan Born in a nation of glorified pavement Dear god, what's your philosophy? Are humans just slaves to their own hypocrisy? What's left when all my classmates are deadbeats Those future doctors still stuck in repeat I can't do it, end up like that I wanna nap my ass on a yacht Live like rap icons Brotha get your bite on EP dropped today and nobody bought it But I'm fuckin satisfied with my own product A production of self, My musical health My thoughts in a bar Production on par And I'm doing it all solo flight I'm done with the fights, This music is mine Don't deter me from what I create I threw a basset hound on a shirt, so what, it's fucking great I do this for me, fuck bitches While your in the hamptons I'm out back diggin ditches But not for long I'm smarter than you think, Don't look at it wrong So red alert mothafucka Watch out, get down Eddie danger, copperama is comin to town (AYAH) And I guarantee that when I'm on the top My fam, my friends, and myself will be takin care of Dear god, what's your philosophy? Are humans just slaves to their own hypocrisy? What's left when all my classmates are deadbeats Those future doctors still stuck in repeat I can't do it, end up like that I wanna nap my ass on a yacht Live like rap icons Brotha get your bite on Yep, yep... #STAYWEIRD
5.
It all adds up There's a certain curtain you pull over your eyes When you choose to despise and plot for demise When your lies and your ties and your well runs dry And you're only choice left is to pray to the sky like God, where did I go wrong? Why is copper physically able to sing this song? I hate him, he's a nobody, he shoulda died in that crash I know that's brash, but god I just don't have a chance Just make things alright, she says in her bed She won't sleep tonight, those fuckin thoughts in her head She's losing it, because she's dreading me She's hating me But I'm prayin for her Even though I know she's not prayin for me You see in life, there are no seconds for second impressions The mark you leave stays from the very beginning of legend We decided to end it, with me left dead ended But I do believe in breaking down useless fences There's no road I won't attempt to venture There's no need to start the engine, well take this one on foot So read all your books, My life is worth a first and second look I know you're took My smile is crook But I'm one happy motherfucker if you'll be my cook Fuck me good Smoke this kush And just lie and look At the stars above Cause they glow for us Lets fly to Venus and get blown off the stardust Hip hop is my love now No more playin around I'm in it till I'm six feet under ground Pound for pound They say I'm too loud Don't fucking turn me down I'm Mikey B, Eddie danger, copper the motherfucking hound And I'm new to this crowd But I'm too damn proud To back down I'm claimin this entire town Entire time laughin like a clown But not quite as crazy So get used to me, I'm loving this life Your knife, it ain't sharper than my mad scientist mind Peep me surfing and cursin the timeline Photobombing pictures from 1889
6.
Verses: You look down at the floor You tell me you don't wanna see the shore anymore You tell me you just want to get out, to start over To give yourself another look over And that's cool boo, it's what we all need We can't spend our whole lives beneath this heat But I am filled with greed, because with you leaving I'm losing something in me too That Novacaine, that painkiller that food for the soul That feeling of wanting someone that you don't want at all And I don't know it's true But fuck it I miss feelin' you we can finally kick it in the same damn room Without me wanting to straight get up and move And now you're moving So ill admit it to you, this is the truth It's really my fault things stopped being coo Fast forward maybe just a year or two Maybe ill finally be drivin' that fancy ass coupe And you I think you'll be doin' just fine You're always my proof that past time Doesn't shape minds Or create who you are Or dictate your decisions Or fuck with your heart You're strong You always have been And if you can make it this far I doubt that you'll give in Now, so it's time to really throw down To show the world that you're standing your ground And you won't back down from any bitch Who's callin' you out Shit, I don't even think you'll hear this track But it took me a year to figure out how to write you back So, What's said is said I can't guarantee that shit ahead Will be easy But Good luck with whatever comes next
7.
It's so damn crazy how the future can claim us Maim us or tame us Defame us or make us famous And it's heinous But for me it's painless Here in my own personal place of My thought, my actions And my reactions and madness Our planless faction is Standing at attention Its America's youth at their damn best We got our own damn rifles to our chest Here in the land god prolly decided to forget Decided to regret To give up breaking a sweat Well, ive decided it's time for a reset This system has nothing left It's busted, and broken, and shattered and dead Yet they can't seem to get it through their fucking heads Those cranky ass old men, Need to go the fuck to bed So cling to your old beliefs, I'm over it So fucking over it No, not ducking Fucking autocorrect Hook: I'll see you in hell bitch, I'll see you in hell In this country today It's all about the game, Don't get played You betta get a job, you betta get paid Succeed, start a business, proceed to get laid Well Consider this my small business loan I'm building my empire from the comfort of my home Because I'm grown I ain't a fuckin' kid no more The world is at my floor And I'm standing on top like I'm king of the core And the crust Look under my eyes, this shit is starting to rust Jesus It's like fuck the world, fuck the world, bust and bust You pigs are just tryin to get a nut Im fuckin here tryin to pick myself up From ashes to ashes Between clashes and clashes Flashes of madness coupled with a bit of radness Some breaking badness That Walter mentality Fatality fatality That's all I see Whenever I make the mistake of turning on the tv Seeing the face of reality on- Shit, what is it? Oh yeah. LSD
8.
So much love from a place so cold Or at least that's what I've always been told Out in California you sell your soul Well I mean, I've still got ahold Of my own mind, of my own choices Keep screaming lies, I can't hear your voices Because even with it's faults, and broke as fuck economy Even with the fact that you can't get a fuckin job for free This place is me, at least it made me How could I ever hate the place that raised me? Who I am and who I want to be Doesn't really matter currently As long as I'm in Cali And the sun is shinin And the smoke is flyin High in the sky? Ill be your pilot We can fry it, we can lie it Down on the beach, starin' at the pacific So lets hop on the 14, cruise the 5 Roll top down on the 405 Hit up Santa Monica, head over to third street Roll down to Venice and smoke some weed Yo Kray, fuck the freeway Lets take Tahunga the entire way Take in that canyon smog, nothing better May sound shitty to you but to me it's heaven Los Angeles, the city of saints The city of sinners and the city of complaints The city of I know I can but you know you can't It can be shitty, if you look at it that way But on my side of things, there's nothing betta So stop being lame and enjoy the adventure There ain't another place quite like California Thank god I wasn't born somewhere like Minnesota This is home, ain't nothing like it This is home, ain't nothing like it This is home, ain't nothing like it This is home This is home, it always has been All I know, I've learned from lessons This is home, always has been This is home, this is home This is home No matter how far you run This is home No matter how far you think you're gone This is home Why pretend you don't love this place? This is home Stop trying to hide your face This is home Never forget that shit This is home Never forget that shit This is home This is home Home

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released September 13, 2013

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