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The Alchemist
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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 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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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