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alc theme - the alchemist lyrics

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you know what that is?
oh, that’s that alc sh*t
yup
that a to the motherf*ckin’ l to the f*ckin’ c straight
fire from the depths of h*ll to the f*ckin’ street
a status never caught a l looking you can see
baggin’ b*tches give a h*ll, cause i got the g*a*level chiba
when i’m over, i’m the t*roof, when i spit it out in the b*oof
i get loose off the grey goose, mixed with the j*oops
i be w*allen, n0body smilin’, rep the w*s*coach, new york to long island
you can t*l from the j*ump, i ain’t a p*ump
i was raised off a p*funk, gettin’ blazed and debunked
i’m c*razy, little threats don’t p*h*a’s me
pop raised me to step up to any chump that plays me
f*ck dry snitchin’, droppin’ d*omp to the c*ops
it’s t*omn and d*rop, that classic street hop
like c4, blow the p*lase, the d*a, gotta throw out the case
cause i blew the spot without a t*race
there’s no s*toppin’, i keep it poppin’
keep wreckin’ c*hoppin’ like bird sh*t, i keep d*roppin’
play the sideline, w*watchin’ and c*lockin’
cause it’s my time, n0body stoppin’ the b*lockin’
i keep it poppin’ type of sh*t you don’t see often
i g*off until i’m rustin’ in a c*offin’
yeah!
until then, nothin’ can stop how we do it
to the motherf*ckin’, to the f*ckin’
fire from the depths of h*ll to the f*ckin’
status never caught up, lookin’ you cause
baggin’ b*tches, give them h*ll, cause i got the g*a
k*g*r comin’ with fully lowered c*lips
bangin’ like the c*rips, mokin’ for hollow t*ips
delay you in your c*rips, the g*rips sh*t for the g*rips
n*ggas strictly about a c*hips
yappin’ your scratchin’ back, use a b*hips
bajaj can’t do sh*t like that
bajaj can’t do sh*t like that
bajaj can’t do sh*t like that
bajaj can’t do sh*t like that
bajaj can’t do sh*t like that
sensitive little c*lips
it’s k*g*r, run up on the c*r, can spark back
for metal j*actors, n*ggas spit them all at me
never leave these parts without s*t*r*a*v*i*n*g
see me par, you gonna need c*p*r*a*c*i*o*n
i be somewhere far, n*ggas c*a*r*d*a*s*h*i*n
for the c*header, duke and p*h*d*c*l*e*v*e*r
hear me bang better than b*a*redders
with don p*c*n*devors and v*8*r*e*v*e*r
and i bet you would love to put them under d*8 pressure
but you can lay it on the p*8, dramatic stretcher
kinetic energy in this p*89, a stretcher
i bet you this sh*t won’t be a big f*e*s*t*r
n*ggas better strap an army v*s*t*r
or get they c*h*e*s*t messed up
it’s a gun, son, it’s a gun
a to the motherf*ckin’ l to the f*ckin’ c*straight
fire from the depths of h*ll to the f*ckin’ street a
status never caught a l, lookin’ you cause c*state
baggin’ b*tches, give them h*ll cause i got the g*state
a, level chiba in the l, when i’m over c
c*a*l*l
the alchemist slayer
the alchemist slayer
what is this stupid sh*t?
yo, oh, look at this
who’s he?
alchemist
pc
dude kiss
push it to your clips
snoop dogg
okay

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