Brasstracks - Golden Ticket Lyrics
Brasstracks - Golden Ticket Lyrics
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Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Oh that's old dude with a music hobby
Rock old shoes cause he use them prolly
That's all cool 'cause he's moving Oxy
Stats all prove he was choosing wisely (okay)
Who the old G screaming Mazel Tov? (Oh)
And crew and whole team go hoorah hoorah (yeah)
Luther owed me from my office job
Now I'm all king and I'm bossing up
Like black sax bandit trap house candids
Look like sound like sound like glist like branded
Oops I mean glisten shine is the mission
I'm the adios peace prize if you listen
Black Willy Wonka act silly (uh huh)
Cats with me actually trap 'til the sun up
Back to me run up, actually quit it
This gift of melody's my golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Melodies sugar brown Hennessy
Wave it 'round let me see
Motown envy me
Livin in the thoughts, rhythm and the force
Golden stay on point while I'm getting it across
Wisdom of the source for the vision as it course
Passion like he who's risen from the cross
Colors of humane rushing through the pain
The times I was lost had so much to gain
Rapping through the rain if you black and entertainment
It's meant for more than just fame
I came in the door to knock down doors, and open up doors
The hood folklore
I spoke raw to president of companies
Reality confronted me
Suddenly I knew what to say (knew what to say)
Found my spot and blew up the day
The sound of the horns leaving souls reborn
This golden ticket could never be torn, we on
(The sound of the horns leaving souls reborn)
(This golden ticket could never be torn, we on)
(Souls reborn)
(This golden ticket could never be torn)
(The sound of the horns leaving souls reborn)
(This golden ticket could never be torn)
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Melodies sugar brown Hennessy
Wave it 'round let me see
Motown envy, 'Town envy me
You just gonna disrespect mine, just don't even try
You don't even deserve
You don't even deserve the opportunity to f*ck it up
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Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Oh that's old dude with a music hobby
Rock old shoes cause he use them prolly
That's all cool 'cause he's moving Oxy
Stats all prove he was choosing wisely (okay)
Who the old G screaming Mazel Tov? (Oh)
And crew and whole team go hoorah hoorah (yeah)
Luther owed me from my office job
Now I'm all king and I'm bossing up
Like black sax bandit trap house candids
Look like sound like sound like glist like branded
Oops I mean glisten shine is the mission
I'm the adios peace prize if you listen
Black Willy Wonka act silly (uh huh)
Cats with me actually trap 'til the sun up
Back to me run up, actually quit it
This gift of melody's my golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Melodies sugar brown Hennessy
Wave it 'round let me see
Motown envy me
Livin in the thoughts, rhythm and the force
Golden stay on point while I'm getting it across
Wisdom of the source for the vision as it course
Passion like he who's risen from the cross
Colors of humane rushing through the pain
The times I was lost had so much to gain
Rapping through the rain if you black and entertainment
It's meant for more than just fame
I came in the door to knock down doors, and open up doors
The hood folklore
I spoke raw to president of companies
Reality confronted me
Suddenly I knew what to say (knew what to say)
Found my spot and blew up the day
The sound of the horns leaving souls reborn
This golden ticket could never be torn, we on
(The sound of the horns leaving souls reborn)
(This golden ticket could never be torn, we on)
(Souls reborn)
(This golden ticket could never be torn)
(The sound of the horns leaving souls reborn)
(This golden ticket could never be torn)
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Melodies sugar brown Hennessy
Wave it 'round let me see
Motown envy, 'Town envy me
You just gonna disrespect mine, just don't even try
You don't even deserve
You don't even deserve the opportunity to f*ck it up
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Oh that's old dude with a music hobby
Rock old shoes cause he use them prolly
That's all cool 'cause he's moving Oxy
Stats all prove he was choosing wisely (okay)
Who the old G screaming Mazel Tov? (Oh)
And crew and whole team go hoorah hoorah (yeah)
Luther owed me from my office job
Now I'm all king and I'm bossing up
Like black sax bandit trap house candids
Look like sound like sound like glist like branded
Oops I mean glisten shine is the mission
I'm the adios peace prize if you listen
Black Willy Wonka act silly (uh huh)
Cats with me actually trap 'til the sun up
Back to me run up, actually quit it
This gift of melody's my golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Melodies sugar brown Hennessy
Wave it 'round let me see
Motown envy me
Livin in the thoughts, rhythm and the force
Golden stay on point while I'm getting it across
Wisdom of the source for the vision as it course
Passion like he who's risen from the cross
Colors of humane rushing through the pain
The times I was lost had so much to gain
Rapping through the rain if you black and entertainment
It's meant for more than just fame
I came in the door to knock down doors, and open up doors
The hood folklore
I spoke raw to president of companies
Reality confronted me
Suddenly I knew what to say (knew what to say)
Found my spot and blew up the day
The sound of the horns leaving souls reborn
This golden ticket could never be torn, we on
(The sound of the horns leaving souls reborn)
(This golden ticket could never be torn, we on)
(Souls reborn)
(This golden ticket could never be torn)
(The sound of the horns leaving souls reborn)
(This golden ticket could never be torn)
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Golden ticket
Melodies sugar brown Hennessy
Wave it 'round let me see
Motown envy, 'Town envy me
You just gonna disrespect mine, just don't even try
You don't even deserve
You don't even deserve the opportunity to f*ck it up
Writer: Conor Szymanski, Ivan Jackson Rosenberg, Lonnie Rashied Lynn, Micah Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
Performed By: Brasstracks
Featuring: Masego, Common
Length: 3:38
Written by: Conor Szymanski, Ivan Jackson Rosenberg, Lonnie Rashied Lynn, Micah Davis