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The Alchemist

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"1010 Wins"
(feat. Action Bronson, Domo Genesis, Roc Marciano, Meyhem Lauren & Despot)



[Domo Genesis:]
I'm smoking big killa on the Clearwater beach
And every time I speak I hear "Go ahead your honor, preach."
I'm too hot for you niggas not to acknowledge me
The prodigy could talk a married bitch out of monogamy
I'm out of reach but your posture ain't looking promising
I'm pressing pussies, gynecology, you niggas robbing me
I deserve respect, cut a check, fuck and investment meet
For all the mess it has to for tracks I handle recklessly
I'm Glen Rice from the corner, three, in there
Swimwear twisted like Dub-C chin hair

[Action Bronson:]
I payed Holyfield to take the dive
Fix the drug test, we getting richer
Blood or a spritzer
Cherry oak wood shifter
In a Jaguar, shoes are made from Babar
Roll the lethal
Seats in the Regal same color as Mario Van Peebles
I'm like a young Stephen Seagal
My favorite move's a clothesline
Dragon jacket, hair slicked back when it's go time
Motherfucker I'm a great artist
I fixed the game between Georgia Tech and Wake Forest

[Meyhem Lauren:]
Fly shit we make that, Marvel we bake that
Pull a shotty, leave your body where the lake's at
Staying foul places, strip clubs with meth faces
All my fam's thumbs smell like gloves that catch cases
Not trying to glorify, but my story's obnoxious
Y'all faggot rappers wash your faces in a box of sausage
Surpreme server, bare burger when we order ostrich
Opposite of niggas poppin' shit cause we pop lips for gossip
Fluent Jewish lock it, gun black like Lewis Gossett
Predict the profit so I prophesize the fucking profit

[Roc Marciano:]
Plush thoughts flood to Christopher Cross
Throw out the Rollie with the salt, park the Renault
Your number was called
I grip the nine iron like golf
Wipe 'em off
At night ride the white horse with the torch
You bleed out by the court while I've leaving court
Defeat of course, my cohorts snort
Pop a wart and read the robber port
Drive a quattroporte
Step on the product with the Rockports
Spark a Newport
Whip up a stew, this is food for thought
Pursue the course and floss in the newest Porsche

[Despot:]
Tell your stories running, walking isn't fast enough
These cats will lap you up like milk out of a plastic cup
You bastards stuck somewhere between fragile and half a chump
I'd bet you fucks a thousand bucks your dad wishes he's wrapped it up
We rapscallions, like a bundle of onions
How you find the gumption to be out here trying to function
I fixed the game dog, I'm neutering the poodle
Got the ruger to your noodle and the goons are yelling "Who you?"
The rental car's window's rose-tinted, dope in it
The credit card got a tank in it, no limit
 
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"500 Pounds Of Gas"
(feat. Action Bronson)



Probably stay in the lab till the plane leave
Cookin' dope with no gloves, sit these bars on the triple beam
Weigh it up; you know that it's heavy if it's linked to me
A hundred-twenty-eight grams, my day-to-day Cuban
I bring the kilo out, if them suckers make me do it to 'em
Gasoline in the paper, listenin' to nature
For all seasons, weavin' lanes, interstate racin'
My stockbroker homie just copped the i8
Wanna see what it do, I bring the El Camino through
My tires stickin' like glue
Successful players, with expensive hobbies
Mamas are high-end, luggage-clutterin'
Hotel lobbies, because we mobbin'
A movement, movin'; this what it's become
See my Wraith rollin' off into the settin' Sun
"Yo, I think that was son, dog, I bet that was hum"
Listenin' to Hendrix [?], they knew I was the one
 
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"93 AMG"
(feat. Action Bronson)



Pink champagne underneath the blue moon
The Range plum, the Benz is maroon
96 AMG, remembering the time
Niggas got killed for shit like this
The city I live in, many have died my friend
Tears fall for your dawgs, dry your eyes off
Make sure you can see through the fall
Evil lurks, love hurts, knife in your back
I tried to warn you first, but you second guess
That's why you slept
That's why you slept, and you second guessed
That's why you slept, and you second guessed
Trampling flowers with foot steps
Came to devour all your assets, yup

You ain't never seen a heist in your life
Recognise what you getting, what you witness
 
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"94' Ghost Shit"
(feat. Conway & Westside Gunn)



[Conway:]
Look, look, look
I can't relate to you niggas, your shit is not relatable
Grimiest of all time, that shit is not debatable
Chopper wave at you
Your vest can't stop, when I'm poppin' the K in you
No matter what God you're prayin' to, I'm not gon' play with you
This shit is not for radio, I'm not complainin' though
Still headin' to the top, a spot they said was not obtainable
Because the way my face look from when them niggas shot my cranial
Area, how I'm still livin'? That shit is not explainable
Free them niggas locked in cages who was gettin' blocks of yayo through
Them the niggas I dropped my pagers to
Them young niggas with 30 shot Glocks to flame at you
Niggas who got multiple bodies before they was 20, I can name a few
Ayo, Machine, them niggas not the same as you
Them niggas playin' crazy but them niggas not the same as you
Bitch, I got HKs with lasers on the top to aim at you
Bitch, I got AKs, I'm sprayin' boy, you not gon' make it through
Heard this old washed up rap nigga was talkin' reckless
On the internet and shit, that kinda shit I don't respect it
Tell you once, leave my name off of your records
Like Nino, I will walk you through 'jects, punch in your chin while you neckin'
I'm respected by the OGs, the gangstas, and paroles
That smoke the K2, they don't blow trees
But sniff 'til their nose bleed
Cut off your fuckin' wrist tryna get your Rollie
Them bitch niggas know me, ha

[Westside Gunn:]
Ayo, your bottle green, my shit clear (shit clear)
Whip the Tesla X, I don't even steer (even steer, skrt)
Woo on me, kick rocker (kick rocker)
Load the MAC up and gift shop it (shop it, grr)

[Conway:]
I get the shottie from the drawer (talk to 'em)
Uh, another body finna fall
I move the product to the zombies in the hall
Aim good, I could write my name in cursive with the Tommy in the wall
I put buck fifties on the side of niggas' jaws
They don't want problems at all, I know a lot of niggas saw, uh
I gotta be a boss, rockin' Prada in the mall
Knot in my pocket I got from flippin' raw, uh
Whip the white 'til the shit fluff, uh
Shit on my wrist costs a brick plus
Fif' tucked, run up on me get your shit bust
Hit six plus times, got you zipped up
Black bag that, your body like my last track
I turn my hat back, my youngin poppin' at your dad hat
That's facts, I had to bag crack just to have racks
Jumped off the porch, I live my life on the fast tracks
Had straps hid under the porch and where the trash at
Jack boys kick your door down, where the cash at?
Woah, I'm the scientist, not the lab rat
Machine, bitch, brah, brah, hashtag that

[Westside Gunn:]
Ayo, your bottle green, my shit clear (shit clear)
Whip the Tesla X, I don't even steer (even steer, skrt)
Woo on me, kick rocker (kick rocker)
Load the MAC up and gift shop it (shop it, grr)

When these come out, Ronnie?
My PS smellin' like a pissy lobby
These niggas on some ho shit
Stocking on my face on some '94 Ghost shit
Stocking on my face, nigga (face, nigga)
On some '94 Ghost shit (Ghost shit)
 
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"Adrian's Words - Champion Song"


... and because of that, Mickey ain't here no more...

You didn't push him into anything
He was a grown man and he did what he had to do
You have no right to feel guilty for what happened, you don't
You're a champion and you did what you're expected to do
And you did what I and everybody else thought you should do

And you wanna tell me that those fights weren't real, that you were carried?
Well, I don't believe it

It doesn't matter what I believe because you're the one that's got to carry that fear around inside you

Afraid that everybody's gonna take things away

None of it's true... it doesn't matter if I do
It doesn't matter because you're the one that's gotta settle it
Get rid of it!

(My music will be presented commercial-free)

Because when all the smoke is cleared, and everyone's through chanting your name
It's just gonna be us
It's just gonna be us
It's just gonna be us

(My music will be presented commercial-free)
 
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"All Alone"


[Background Voice:]
Um só coração, um só pensamento
Subirá até vós
Um só coração, um só pensamento
E todas as dores se acalmarão

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis]
I ain't got no fucking friends
Trusting these niggas? You better pissing in the wind
Keep opening your circle so big you'll never win
Especially getting in and they begin to pretend
Like they in to the end, they grin being jealous a sin
That's why I ride alone
I'm in the highest zone
Cause I don't need a shoulder
I need a microphone
I'm getting high alone
Would spend my nights alone
I ride to die and whip that bitch until the tire's gone
Can't even pimp it in my kicks don't even try them on
You would diminish in the instances that I have grown
Inside my mind it's like a firestorm
To cross my boundaries get fired on
You know your rights and wrongs
Peace to my fam, it's O.F until the planet blows
I'm so loyal I can't even understand it yo
Even though they every where I go
I'm still feeling like I stand alone
I feel so damn alone
(OOPS)In front of a couple thousand kids that I never seen
To see them nod they heads is a fucking dream
And even though everything is still everything
I steadily feel like it ain't really what it fucking seems
The game is just a bunch of pretty walls
After initial; now the cheating niggas begin to see his flaws
I see within my friends the drama that this shit can cause
And that's not the reason we got into this shit at all
We're all alone seeing the power of this platform
Trying to get a little shine off of these rap songs
That's just how it goes
It doesn't last long
If we can stay tight we got it to fall back on
Our journeys are all different
Bunch of different plans, but we share the same vision
See it ass you see it, I don't pay it attention
I'm advancing my position feeling like a solo mission
I'm alone
Ain't nobody handing me shit I got my own
O.F is the fam and that's it we stand alone
Even though my camp is legit I feel alone
Why do I feel alone?
I feel so damn alone
 
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MODERATOR
"All For It"


Chillin', inhalin' ganja smoke
Chillin'
Counting mad cream
Chillin', inhalin' ganja smoke

Boss marc nigga
Whatch'y'all know about it
Yeah, turn that shit up for me Al
The whole shit, overall, bump that shit I my hat
(Can we get a moment of silence for this small...)

We easily, squeeze heat from a two door
Blue yugo, to put a new hole in your culo
OG kudo, your whole steeze pseudo
10, 000 a key you can't lose Frankie's poodle
Boss like Hugo, you know to the tombstone
The uno, flip the Peugot the parasuco
You need a parachute to view those
Chulos with tuxedos with plush luxury vehicles
I proceeded to reach the pinnacle
The beta to the loot [?], speeding in the coupe
Being cool we on a scenic route
Got stripes like an Adidas suit
Drape the lace I'm in a great space
Ate steaks, haters turn away to save face
And break eigths, mayonnaise based, cannons play to waste
We laying waste I'm wearing grams orlando lakes
Handshakes Lambos scrape bones ache
Phones rang come for money like Goldstein
Roll with the team, they supposed to be g
Go at his neck like rosary beads
For groceries and push the 5-double-0 Series
Upholstery smell like Potpourri
But it ain't everything I hoped it'd be

Late nights, fiends with crack pipes stay on it
We run the corners, we the strongest
Laying niggas down and take their belongings
I'm all for it
I'm all for it

Millionaire mannerisms panoramic ceilings
Drug dealings 645 deluxe steering
Step it up to the McLaren and dress it up like a parent
Diamonds are transparent
Donna Karen monogram-wearing model staring
Hollows in the cannon
Ferragamos, white Lottos, Muranos
Bag Milanos like Mcdonalds
The black Aristotle with the bottle
I should write a novel with the gun nozzle that's like a Bible
Instincts primal pieces on length's spiral
Think survival rings and Movados Lamborghini Diablos follow
I don't swallow Moscato I go mano-a-mano with any chicano
And slide in the Alfa Romeo Milano
The Paul Castellano but I'm the moreno model
Hang Piccasso's in condos bang kangols like bongos
What's in that case that ain't a trombone
Ride down the thighbone
Dillinger the size of the iPhone, lay you down like a fossil
Hoes want an eye full of what I got in the drive through
Butter your slut up like a waffle (welcome to the Roco?)

Late nights, fiends with crack pipes stay on it
We run the corners, we the strongest
Laying niggas down and take their belongings
I'm all for it
I'm all for it

Late nights, fiends with crack pipes stay on it
We run the corners, we the strongest
Laying niggas down and take their belongings
I'm all for it
I'm all for it

Can we get a moment of silence for this small chronic break
 
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fox69

MODERATOR
"Apollo's Last Stand"
(feat. AG Da Coroner)



Balboa fighting in the last round, tap glove
Sudden death, over time shit, no coming back cause
Sniffing on the powdered dust, eyes wide, make sure
Your shoes tied, we're running from the reaper in a homicide
Street's Disciple, legendary Nas shit
Chopper down, move quick hop out the cockpit
Snakes on the plane, hold guns, they on some cop shit
Too late to make friends, son is obnoxious
Respect taken if niggas don't wanna give it
I close my ears to stories if you ain't live it
Half these niggas in the game cast reflections
Of Pinocchio, halfway thugs 'til we address 'em though
The weak shall perish when walking amongst the realness
I wrote this straight from the heart, so you should feel this
Lie detectors on Maury couldn't reveal this

Who's the father? Many of us busted off
Hot dogs in her face, she wiped the mustard off
LES for a leather, the shit was butter soft
Dome in the stadium, quit because she love to boss
I'm an outdoor speech giver, the podium killer
Nobody realer but God and that's my nigga
I walk with angels and toast with demons
Two sides to the Gemini mind for different reasons
I was born in the middle when nature was switching seasons
Bang, zoom to the moon, you chilling with Jackie Gleeson
 
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"Backwards"


[Intro: Havoc]
Da-da-da..
Right there, yea, spin that back
[record spins back]
Drop it, drop it, yea, uhhh, straight out the lab
Chemistry made, you know, yo

[Verse 1: Havoc]
I don't wanna wild, I just wanna chill
But yet still gettin' confronted by ice grills
They learn when I hit 'em with, heat and conspicuous
Stunt, just a little bit - start, we gon' finish this shit
You little niggaz runnin' round snot nose
I laugh with a cold grin, I dead you wanna pose
You fuckin' wit a nigga, who done been through the bullshit
Niggaz die Mesabi, close friends turn to grimy
Wifey, bonin' associates hate a simple bitch
Add it all together; you know who you fuckin' wit
A nigga who can give a fuck if you broke
Give a fuck what he tote, got the drop then blow
You's a scared nigga tryna live
Yellow back and shit
You's a real good actor, your click actresses
Fact is, niggaz lose stripes for tryna match this
Havoc's a total package; knock a nigga of his axis

[Chorus: Havoc]
Twist your cap (Backwards), real niggaz handle
Beef, then it's on dunn, lick off if I have to
Niggaz scream gangsta, real niggaz play low
Play in the back, but fuck around and get smacked yo

(And I) Twist your cap (Backwards), real niggaz handle
Beef, then it's on dunn, lick off if I have to
Niggaz scream gangsta, real niggaz play low
Play in the back, but fuck around and get smacked yo

[Verse 2: Prodigy]
Yo dunn I love it when these niggaz think it's somethin' sweet wit P
Love it when people doubt me
Love it when you niggaz write songs about me, I love confrontation
Love it when a nigga that don't rap, he hatin'
I love it when they think it's only a song I'm fakin'
I love to see they face when my gun bangin'
And I would love for us to bump it to each other on a humble
Your niggaz is stabbin', my niggaz'll buck you
Y'all niggaz is flaggin', yeah we got one too
Infamous, I heard you screamin' our name, whatup with you?
Let me explain somethin', we the world's most
Y'all rap niggaz, we do this shit for real
Look, listen, I knock ya hustle down kid
You's a fall to the next nigga, I murder you bitch
I would love to watch you bleed and take ya last breath
Give you pain, and let you get acquainted with death, boy

[Chorus: Havoc]
Twist your cap (Backwards), real niggaz handle
Beef, then it's on dunn, lick off if I have to
Niggaz scream gangsta, real niggaz play low
Play in the back, but fuck around and get smacked yo

('Cause I'ma) Twist your cap (Backwards), real niggaz handle
Beef, then it's on dunn, lick off if I have to
Niggaz scream gangsta, real niggaz play low
Play in the back, but fuck around and get smacked yo

('Cause I'ma) Twist your cap (Backwards)

Niggaz sream gangsta

('Cause I'ma) Twist your cap (Backwards)

Niggaz scream gangsta, real niggaz play low
Play in the back, but fuck around and get smacked yo
('Cause I'ma) Twist your cap (Backwards)
 
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