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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brasstracks
Performer
Masego
Vocals
Common
Rap
Conor Rayne
Drums
Ivan Jackson
Trumpet
Nate Edgar
Bass
Mac Ayres
Bass
Chris Anderson
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Conor Rayne
Composer
Ivan Jackson
Composer
Micah Davis
Composer
Lonnie Lynn
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brasstracks
Producer
Jon Castelli
Mixing Engineer
Ivan Jackson
Recording Engineer
Joey Wunsch
Assistant Engineer
John Muller
Recording Engineer
Daniel Sanint
Recording Engineer
Josh Deguzman
Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Hector Vega
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Fili Filizzola
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Golden ticket, golden ticket
Golden ticket, golden ticket
[Verse 2]
Golden ticket, golden ticket
Golden ticket, golden ticket
[Verse 3]
Oh, that's old dude with a music hobby
Rock old shoes 'cause he use 'em prolly
That's all cool 'cause he's movin' oxy
Stats all prove he was choosin' wisely
[Verse 4]
Who the old G screamin' mazel tov?
And crew and whole team go, "Hoorah, hoorah"
Luther owed me from my office job
Now I'm all king and I'm boxin' up
[Verse 5]
Like black sax bandit, trap house candids
Look like sound, like glist, like branded
Oops, I mean glisten, shine is the mission
I'm the audio peace prize if you listen
Black Willy Wonka, act silly, uh-huh
Cats with me actually trap till the sun up
Back to me, run up, actually, quit it
This gift of melody's my golden ticket
[Verse 6]
Golden ticket, golden ticket
Golden ticket, golden ticket
[Verse 7]
Melodies, sugar brown Hennessy
Wave it round, let me see
Motown, envy me
[Verse 8]
Livin' in the thoughts, rhythm and the force
Golden, stay on point while I'm gettin' it across
Wisdom of the source for the vision as a course
Passion like he who's risen from the cross
Colors of humane, rushin' through the pain
The times I was lost had so much to gain
Rappin' through the rain, if you black and entertainment
Is meant for more than just fame
[Verse 9]
I came in the door to knock down doors
And open up doors, the hood folklore
I spoke raw to president and company
Reality confronted me
Suddenly I knew what to say
Found my spot and blew up the day
The sound of the horns leavin' souls reborn
This golden ticket could never be torn
We on
[Verse 10]
The sound of the horns leavin' souls reborn
This golden ticket could never be torn
This golden ticket could never be torn
The sound of the horns leavin' souls reborn
This golden ticket could never be torn
[Verse 11]
Golden ticket, golden ticket
Golden ticket, golden ticket
[Verse 12]
Melodies, sugar brown Hennessy
Wave it round, let me see
Motown, envy, town, envy me
Written by: Conor Rayne, Conor Szymanski, Ivan Jackson, Ivan Jackson Rosenberg, Lonnie Lynn, Micah Davis