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The Red Carpet (feat. Raekwon & Ras Kass)

Lyrics

All the signs (all the signs)
Of a dying nation
God save America
Just look above (just look above)
See the traces
God save America
(Ras)
Chill out man, for real
God save America

I set it off in the sunny distance, no days existed
My patience led the way until the greatest love listened to me
I used to play the witness, wait in the trenches
It's like the 6th man, sits on different benches

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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
Sky blessed, the land of the brave
Understand where I stand, my hand is made

From BR double-O KLYN, the planet
Family landed, managed to raise the man that I became
Panic on my first campaign
But when the words fell to 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, you 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 rhyming
Where I first saw my vision written
Driven by a better living, a 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 of home gets me out of my bed
I said you got the tools?
Get them sh- up out of the shed, c'mon!

Pass me a mic and roll down (the red carpet)
Pass me a mic and roll down (the red carpet)

Hey yo! I'm like the Emmitt Smith of rhymin'
The Jack Dempsey emcee
All my sh- customed out
Hold the phone, eventually

Money is made, fly blades
A woman with brains will help a black n- reign
My lifestyle's a prowler
A rich loaner, owner
Used to pump at coffees shops
Had my b- who sell with me rolling up

Fly a- and still classy
Asking questions like, "Why you wait on that glass?
Why would you splash me?"

Yo, it's only n- sh-
I'ma teach you like how I was taught too
Hold the phone, walkthrough

Seeing all kinds of grey fossils
Colossal juice, pick the house, act fly
I got you, no need to walk backwards
F- with the taxes
I speak credibility, the story to masses, yeah

Yo, a diplomatic winner, Nike boots
A scully good denim jean on and one rental

Pass me a mic and roll down (the red carpet)
Pass me a mic and roll down (the red carpet)

They say you only live once, I disagree
You only live twice, your life and then through your seed
So I lead on whacks and feed 'em the deeds
So when I die they got a foundation on my publishing B

Plus the words that I speak, here's my family jewels
It ain't all blood diamonds but like experienced fools
And I be rhyming cool, but my philosophy's deep
Like a Dear John letter, so read 'em and weep

And the wolf smells blood, you can feed 'em to me
But I'm a Lycan underworld, you 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 sh-
Christ on a cracker, that's just how we spit
Communion, had the wine, make the sign of the cross
And I will live in the past, chalk it up as a loss

Went from, "Please, listen to my demo!"
To stretch limo
To the pain in a cell watching Eminem on Jimmy Kimmel

But I can't go out like Kimbo Slice
Like Geena Korrano, a cyborg determinate
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

Pass me a mic and roll down (the red carpet)
Pass me a mic and roll down (the red carpet)

Writer(s): Alan Maman, Michael Taylor Perretta, 2

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