The Red Carpet lyrics

[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 sh*ts 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 sh*t customed out, hold the fort eventually
Money is made, fly blades
A woman with brains, it help a black n*gga reign
My lifestyle as a prowler; a rich loner, owner
Used to pump in coffee shops, had my b*tch Roselle with me rolling up
Fly ass and still classy, asking questions like
"Why you wear al that glass, why would you splash me?"
Yo, it's only n*gga sh*t
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, f*ck 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 sh*t
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