Elevator Music
Golden feat. Fergie Lyrics


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My mom always told me what goes up gotta come down
Rise to the top is quick but uh Come on. (Bring the homs in)
Can't stay up for ever, that's some law.
That's some gravity. There's some wait with that yall
VI
My style is robo, getting you lifted without the dodo
I'm going global, never been local but on the lo-though Get your pogo,
To the street like any lo-pro all slow mo, play my position until the show blow.
Slipping the so co, missing the logo Ripping the No Doz, hold em closer than
Lessons inside my dojo. It's the back-flip, tactics drastic practicing hat tricks,
Connecting kinetic intelligent shit (the haps is) Studying steal displace the plastic,
Gymnastics. Perfecting the balance and that's it. Stay patient waiting till this plan hits.
Seeking this meaning. Speaking more then some holding grams kid. I brandish, fumish this
Buming this like a fumace. When my turn hits, steady my motion and ride the current.
Swerving in and out of the torrent nice as surgeons. Precise. I'm urging, never
Uncertain I keep it working like
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What goes up must come down in time / Check where you step and don't cross the line (and)
What goes up must come down in time / I'm looking for the spotlight, they looking for a diamond
(Repeat)
VII
I displace distaste. Moving your mid-waist. The mixtape fix pages smoother than Vicks's game On
Biscayne, switch lanes. Travel a wide frame. I glide same spot, tame all of the fly names (I came).
Stepped in the flesh. Open the treasure chest. Blessed in the way of the nest. Stay in the quest.
Displaying regrets like a child with a sway in step (step/step). Dismaying thoughts, delaying his
Breath. Placin' bets on a long shot. Walkin the wrong block. This songs stops playing, I'm trading
It to the pawn shop. Shouts to Bad lieutenant, you know I meant it. Highly accented definition,
Vision infrared-ed.(cause)
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Bridge (Fergie Sings)
What goes up, must come down (repeat x4)
VIII
Well, I'm that smooth lewd dude still in the groove. Willing to move many people like a Minister do.
Administering truth. Delivering you in a quivering mood, for payment like a bill when it's due.
Chilling with crew (True). I'm that B-Boy hot when I deplay. Cleverest seed boy, growing like a
Tree till my peeps seem to breath belief under the leaves. Thunderous steeze. Never with a gun in
My sleeves Done in a breeze till the sun comes up in the eat. Puffing the yeast till I'm done up like
A Buck in Belize Stuck in my jeans, ccheming for a puff of the weed. I do it infinite. Finite rhyme
Type is intricate. Killing it. Pilgrim journey, syllabus deligent. Willing it. Conceal the chillum till




Skills reveal in it. I implement the realeast shit. Yall imminently feeling it. (like)
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Overall Meaning

The song 'Elevator Music' is a rap track by Golden featuring Fergie. The lyrics focus on the concept of success and fame, with the recurring theme that 'what goes up must come down.' The first verse speaks about the inevitability of gravity and how everything has a certain weight to it, while the chorus repeats the phrase "what goes up must come down" to emphasize the idea that success is fleeting. The second verse describes Golden's style as "robo," with clever wordplay and metaphors that lift his audience's spirits without the use of drugs.


The third verse has Golden showcasing his advanced rap skills, with rapid-fire rhyming and intricate wordplay. He describes himself as being like a surgeon, precise and focused, while urging his listeners to stay patient and wait for their moment. The fourth verse features Fergie on the bridge, singing the phrase "what goes up, must come down" in a melodic and catchy way that will stick in the listener's mind. The final verse has Golden rapping about his love of music and his dedication to his craft, with wordplay involving trees, leaves, and weeds.


Overall, the song is a visually descriptive and metaphorical take on the ups and downs of the music industry.


Line by Line Meaning

My mom always told me what goes up gotta come down
My mother taught me that nothing remains elevated forever, and eventually everything comes down.


Rise to the top is quick but uh Come on. (Bring the homs in)
Achieving success can happen quickly, but be prepared for the challenges that come with it.


Can't stay up for ever, that's some law.
It's a natural law that nothing can remain on top forever.


That's some gravity. There's some wait with that yall VI
Gravity is what brings things back down to earth, and there's a weight that comes with having success.


My style is robo, getting you lifted without the dodo
My style is like a robot, lifting you up without the use of drugs.


I'm going global, never been local but on the lo-though Get your pogo,
I'm becoming a global sensation, even though I started locally. Get ready to jump high with me.


To the street like any lo-pro all slow mo, play my position until the show blow.
I'm taking it to the streets, keeping it low profile and moving slow until the show becomes a hit.


Slipping the so co, missing the logo Ripping the No Doz, hold em closer than
Drinking SoCo without noticing the logo, while taking No Doz pills to stay awake and keeping them close.


Lessons inside my dojo. It's the back-flip, tactics drastic practicing hat tricks,
I'm learning lessons in my training center. I'm perfecting back-flips and practicing difficult tricks.


Connecting kinetic intelligent shit (the haps is) Studying steal displace the plastic,
I'm connecting intelligent thoughts with my physical movements. Studying how to steal and displace plastic with my skills.


Gymnastics. Perfecting the balance and that's it. Stay patient waiting till this plan hits.
I'm perfecting my balance through gymnastics, and waiting patiently for my plans to come to fruition.


Seeking this meaning. Speaking more then some holding grams kid. I brandish, fumish this
I'm searching for meaning, and speaking more than just selling drugs. I brandish and transform my talents.


Buming this like a fumace. When my turn hits, steady my motion and ride the current.
Burning through this like a furnace. When it's my time, I'll steady my movements and follow the current.


Swerving in and out of the torrent nice as surgeons. Precise. I'm urging, never Uncertain I keep it working like
I'm navigating through obstacles smoothly like a surgeon. I'm precise with my movements and always urging forward, never uncertain.


What goes up must come down in time / Check where you step and don't cross the line (and)
Everything that goes up must come down eventually. Be careful about where you step and don't cross the line.


What goes up must come down in time / I'm looking for the spotlight, they looking for a diamond (Repeat)
Everything that rises, falls inevitably. I'm seeking the spotlight, while others are looking for a diamond.


I displace distaste. Moving your mid-waist. The mixtape fix pages smoother than Vicks's game on
I'm capable of eliminating negativity and making you move your body. My mixtape is so smooth, it's like Vicks's game.


Biscayne, switch lanes. Travel a wide frame. I glide same spot, tame all of the fly names (I came).
Traveling through Biscayne and switching lanes. Traveling far and wide, yet remaining grounded. Taming all competition, as I came to win.


Stepped in the flesh. Open the treasure chest. Blessed in the way of the nest. Stay in the quest.
I'm entering reality as it is. Opening up a treasure chest of talents. I feel blessed to find my way, and remain on my quest.


Displaying regrets like a child with a sway in step (step/step). Dismaying thoughts, delaying his Breath.
I'm showing remorse like a child who dances awkwardly. Negative thoughts are holding me back, making it tough to breathe.


Placin' bets on a long shot. Walkin the wrong block. This songs stops playing, I'm trading It to the pawn shop.
I'm taking risks on something unlikely to succeed. Walking down the wrong path. If this song doesn't take off, I'll sell the rights for cash.


Shouts to Bad lieutenant, you know I meant it. Highly accented definition, Vision infrared-ed.(cause)
Shout-out to Bad Lieutenant, and it's genuine. My definition is highly accented, like having infrared vision.


What goes up, must come down (repeat x4)
Echoing the truth that what goes up must inevitably come down.


Well, I'm that smooth lewd dude still in the groove. Willing to move many people like a Minister do.
I'm that smooth and shameless guy still keeping in touch with my musical groove. I'm willing to move crowds like a minister.


Administering truth. Delivering you in a quivering mood, for payment like a bill when it's due.
I'm administering genuine facts and delivering you in an emotional way for compensation, like a bill that's due.


Chilling with crew (True). I'm that B-Boy hot when I deplay. Cleverest seed boy, growing like a Tree till my peeps seem to breath belief under the leaves.
I'm hanging out with my crew, and I'm a B-Boy burning hot when I perform. I'm the cleverest and fastest growing artist, like a tree that provides oxygen and life to my followers.


Thunderous steeze. Never with a gun in My sleeves Done in a breeze till the sun comes up in the eat.
I have a powerful style and movement, but I never need violence to back me up. I'll perform easily till the sun rises.


Puffing the yeast till I'm done up like A Buck in Belize Stuck in my jeans, ccheming for a puff of the weed.
I'm puffing so much yeast that I'll end up stoned like a deer in Belize. I'm keeping the weed hidden in my jeans, always scheming for a puff.


I do it infinite. Finite rhyme Type is intricate. Killing it. Pilgrim journey, syllabus deligent.
I'm doing it infinitely, never stopping. My rhyme type is complex and well-crafted, and I'm killing it in every way. It's a journey of self-discovery and learning, with a diligent syllabus.


Willing it. Conceal the chillum till Skills reveal in it. I implement the realeast shit. Yall imminently feeling it. (like)
I'm willing every aspect of my journey, concealing my calmness until my skills show through. I implement the rawest and most authentic material. And, people are immediately feeling it.




Writer(s): BOARD PRINTZ, GOLDEN STUART CASEY

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