The Red Carpet

Lyrics

[Intro: Congress Alley sample] All the signs of a dying nation God save America Just look around and you'll see the traces God save America God save America [Verse 1: Evidence] I set it off in the sunny distance, no days existed My patience led the way 'til the greatest love listened to me I used to play the witness, wait in the trenches It's like the sixth man, sits on different benches It's hard squeezing life in a sentence And if I do, roll carpet with the red tint My entrance is what's between When I exit, it's Evidence left on the scene Alchemist cut the record down, to the bone And with a record like this I take the world by storm It's God blessed, the land of the brave Understand where I stand, my hand is made From B-R-double-O-K-lyn the planet Family landed, managed to raise the man that I became Panic on my first campaign But when the words fell in place, I was certain to reign I hit the purple then step in the circle and start flexin' Weatherman invented, now storms change directions Portions of my proceeds is feeding my homies now I always shared pretty good for an only child I was the baby boy, I could do no wrong Now the role's reversed, I'm putting people on They off welfare and got healthcare They used to have their priorities elsewhere I took rims and tires and traded them For a ticket to an island, that's where I wrote this rhyme in Where I first saw my vision written Driven by a better living and place to raise kids in So I think like I rule the world, on the brink of something bigger Building schools for boys and girls The thought alone gets me out of my bed I said you got the tools, get them shits up out of the shed, c'mon [Scratch Chorus: DJ Revolution] "Pass me a mic and roll down the red carpet" - Lord Finesse 'I Keep The Crowd Listening' [Verse 2: Raekwon] I'm like the Emmitt Smith of rhymin', the Jack Dempsey emcee All my shit customed out, hold the fort eventually Money is made, fly blades A woman with brains, it help a black nigga reign My lifestyle as a prowler; a rich loner, owner Used to pump in coffee shops, had my bitch Roselle with me rolling up Fly ass and still classy, asking questions like "Why you wear all that glass, why would you splash me?" Yo, it's only nigga shit I'ma teach you like I was taught to Hold the fort, walk through Seeing all kind of grey fossils Colossal jewels, bigger house, act fly, I got you No need to walk backwards, fuck up the taxes My street credibility is stronger than NASA's yeah Yo a diplomatic winner, Nike boots A skully good denim jean on, and one [?] [Scratch Chorus: DJ Revolution] "Pass me a mic and roll down the red carpet" - Lord Finesse 'I Keep The Crowd Listening' [Verse 3: Ras Kass] They say you only live once, I disagree You only live twice, your life and then through your seed's So I bleed on wax and feed them the deed So when I die they got the foundation on my publishing B Plus the words that I speak, here's my family jewels It ain't all blood diamonds, but life experience tools And I be rhyming cool but my philosophy's deep Like a Dear John letter, so read 'em and weep And the wolves smell blood, you can feed 'em the meat But I'm a lycan, Underworld we can meet in the street Draw heat, but what happened to peace He got a Dirty Sanchez, like what happened to Screech Jesus, diarrheas, I mean holy shit Christ on a cracker, that's just how we spit Communion, add the wine, make the sign of the cross And I don't live in the past, chalk it up as a loss Went from, "please listen to my demo" to stretch limo To the pen in a cell watching Eminem on Jimmy Kimmel But I can't go out like Kimbo Slice Like Gina Carano, I'm a Cyborg we terminate, Mano a mano Still Ronald McDonald, over one billion served But it's up to me to get what I deserve So I handle my biz and hustle harder than the norm The early bird gets the worm, but the hawk gets the bird