The Alchemist

[fox69]

"Sex In The Fountain-Bleu"
(feat. Meyhem Lauren)



Chartered us a boat for the day
Some chill shit
Got a big week ahead of me, thank everyone that's supportin' the movement
Uh, it's that that Miami Beach shit
I'm 'bout to go to 1-800-Lucky
Have a one-man feast, yo

Me and my niggas posted on Collins
I'm sippin' sauce while they smokin' tree, wildin'
Sticky like bee pollen
Pardon the presidential
Dippin', gon' meet my shorty
Get dental inside the rental
Come back, feelin' relieved
Rockin' garments that you couldn't believe
Peep the way I achieve
I should change my first name to "Victor"
Cross precipitation then I pose for a picture
'88 shit, but I was born in '83
Wait and see, I'm rockin' things that get me crazy V
Hardheaded like a Nubian ibex
Write raps for pushers wit Pyrex, pushin' the fly Lex
My people supply checks, uh
I rock hand-crafted velvet
The 40's tucked by a region that's pelvic
Right next to my joint, right next to my joystick

 

[fox69]

"Shootem Up Pt. 2 /Gotcha/"
(performed with Noyd feat. Mobb Deep)



[Big Noyd:]
You know I... ("gotcha! ")
("Bang bang") Whoooh, yeah nigga
We keepin it gangsta with you dunn
All my shorties stand up, rapper Noyd in ya area

Bad boys, bad boys - what'cha gon' do?
When Big Noyd come through to eat ya food
You crazy? ("Shoot em up! ")
You tryna play me, fuck is wrong with you I thought you knew I
("Shoot em up, shoot em up! ") Of course you do
You know I ("bang bang")
I live this man I cock it then I ("gotcha! ")
I leave you on the cement bleedin, wonder who shot ya
You boy like any killa, I rumble with any of ya
Look, see a skinny nigga - you shook cause my gun is bigga
And it ("bang bang") is part of the game don't let it catch ya
You riffin without a biscuit, you slippin you'll get wet up
I ("shoot em up! ") put it up, sober up, I load it up
And ("shoot em up, shoot em up, shoot em up, shoot em up! ")
You know I ("bang bang") that thing when I gotta wear you out
For runnin ya mouth, I cock back and empty out
No witnesses, I air it out, I ("shoot em up! ")
There's nothing to it but to do it, murder music
I live it, I ain't got to run and go get it
Then make it ("bang bang")
I reach for my hip you know I ("gotcha! ")
I don't play around killer, I lay you down nigga
I shoot em for rilla they find his body in the river
When I ("shoot em up, shoot em up, shoot em up, shoot em up! ")

[Prodigy:]
Everybody talkin like thugs, but without they thugs they nothin
They don't really want no beef, cause we ("shoot em up! ")
And nigga you can bring them thugs, we still ("shoot em up! ")

Everybody talkin like thugs, but without they thugs they nothin
They don't really want no beef, cause we ("shoot em up! ")
And nigga you can bring them thugs, we still ("shoot em up! ")

And this is how we do it man

Niggas don't want it, if they want it then I'll ("gotcha! ")
I talk what I live and I walk with a limp
You hear this? The.40 cal' party popper leave a mean rip
("Shoot em up! ") And I don't be without the bridge
I'm a young gun bangin, chain swingin, rap singin mobb gangsta
And everybody else wanksta
We come through and bomb ya crib, niggas be ghost
Ya mamma comin home with ya box of ashes
Nigga I pull it out, then I aim it, then I ("gotcha! ")
I'm "Terror" like the "Squad" from the Bronx, I don't play
I ("shoot em up! ") hit em in the chest or the face when I
("shoot em up! ") No matter the time or the day I ("bang bang! ")
With thang-thangs until they click-cling
Unlock 'em and reload 'em again
("Shoot em up! ") Just to let you know it's no games
("Shoot em up, shoot em up, shoot em up, shoot em up! ")

Everybody talkin like thugs, but without they thugs they're nothin
They don't really want no beef, cause we ("shoot em up! ")
And nigga you can bring them thugs, we still ("shoot em up! ")

Everybody talkin like thugs, but without they thugs they're nothin
They don't really want no beef, cause we ("shoot em up! ")
And nigga you can bring them thugs, we still ("shoot em up! ")

And this is how we do it man

[Havoc:]
Everybody talkin it, this and that
But get, quiet as mice I make it pitch black
Put you back, it's on it life and I awaited kick back
If I don't get what's mine, the pound to kick back
You don't make it down the block, and if that
Put a hole in ya face like clips, know it's a wrap
I ("shoot em up! ") pity the fool
Maddy clips into ya goons
They call me pay-per-view, I bring it to ya living room
Give it to 'em, my hammer's the slut
And it'll screw 'em, burn his ass 'til the doctors can't cure 'em
("Shoot em up! ") Got you cowards kissin ya rosaries
Better get you that day, nigga fuck them bees
Ya man was smart, you better follow his fuckin lead
If you ain't know them how does it bring you up to speak
Catch his ass at the party, you know we
("Shoot em up, shoot em up, shoot em up, shoot em up! ")
And this is how we do

[Prodigy:]
Everybody talkin like thugs, but without they thugs they're nothin
They don't really want no beef, cause we ("shoot em up! ")
And nigga you can bring them thugs, we still ("shoot em up! ")

Everybody talkin like thugs, but without they thugs they're nothin
They don't really want no beef, cause we ("shoot em up! ")
And nigga you can bring them thugs, we still ("shoot em up! ")

And this is how we do it man...

 

[fox69]

"Smile"
(feat. Maxwell & Twista)



[Sampled - Smoked Sugar "Keep Up the Front":]
I hide my tears, from the crowd...
By smiliiiiiiiing...

[The Alchemist:]
(Eh!) Gotta keep movin the weight
Winter, summer, spring to the fall
Gotta keep food on my plate, gotta keep plaques on the wall
Gotta keep proving I'm great, I'm so sick of it all
Gotta keep smile on my face, even if I slip and I fall
Gotta have mask for the pain, if you want to master the game
I was only after the props, really I was never after the fame
I was never after the Range, now I'm like a rat in a race
Always tryna catch up the chase, feelin like I'm trapped in the maze
Never let 'em see me when I'm down, never let 'em see me with a frown
Even when the game beat me to the ground, I get up and go another round
Lock it up and show another town, break it up and roll another pound
Change it up and go another route, flip and make a whole another sound
Like the way I did on "Hold it Down", yeah you know the kid'll hold it down
Never knew the name, you know it now, never knew the face, you know it now
Look at all this cake I'm holdin now, thinkin of a way to throw it now
Fuck it, everyday I blow it now, gotta get it where I know it now

[Maxwell:]
I'm even smilin for me
Smilin so you know why you cain't hurt me
Smilin for somethin, not hidin from fallin
Now what you know about what smiles are all about

I'm even smilin for me
Smilin so you know why you cain't hurt me
Smilin for somethin, not hidin from fallin
Now what you know about what smiles are all about

[Twista:]
Gotta get it how you gotta get it
That's what's up to family, I'm that committed
The only way that we can all get the cake
Is if we get up, how we got to split it
If you got a verse, you better spit it
If you see a job, you better get it
And if you can hoop, stay on yo' pivot
Cause the truth is this is life you gotta live it
Try not to travel down the wrong road, so that when your legacy is told
You was known to be a hustler who provided for his family and did it cold
Conquer obstacles and challenges
Make your competition bow to this
Spit it for my homey Alchemist
Hold up! Let me find another style for this:
Come-with-the-energy-makin-me-wanna-erupt
Sippin-a-little-of-Remy-up-out-of-my-cup
Come-with-the-lyrical-kush-I'm-takin-a-puff
Alchemist-come-with-the-rhythm-and-I'ma-be-fuckin-it-up
Rap-ain't-another-comparable, gonna-be-doin
The-shit-I-be-doin, I'm-killin-'em-breakin-'em-off-of-the-gwap
I-got-the-remedy-that'll-be-fillin-my-pocket-with-papers
And-I'ma-be-tellin-the-haters-I-don't-stop
Until I'm on top of the world, I stay focused
Until I'm gone, no one be ferocious
Make your body move like law, make the cane move like Moses
Make the waters move like a shark, trees move like a summer breeze
Smile in your face tell you to grind hard 'til you get you one of these

[Maxwell:]
I'm even smilin for me
Smilin so you know why you cain't hurt me
Smilin for somethin, not hidin from fallin
Now what you know about what smiles are all about

I'm even smilin for me
Smilin so you know why you cain't hurt me
Smilin for somethin, not hidin from fallin
Now what you know about what smiles are all about

Eh, you see...
Ehhh... ehhhh...

 

[fox69]

"Smoke Break"


[Intro:]
You should be rolling up by now
Locate your lighters

Prime time
It's mister go left on the bitch who can't find her right mind
I'm squeaking past a yellow light, doin 65
Hope that wasn't one of them camera joints
Traffic eyes in the sky

I'm kind of high
What you done twisted?
I'm used to that killer shit
So I maintain my pimpin
While you over highed and slizzered
And I'm laughin at you slippin
And yo bitch feeling disgusted and miserable
She like why is she even here with you
I'm puttin air in my inner tubes
Black mags on my haro hanging from the wall
The allure of my home decor
Got these girls tripping
And frequently speaking of return visits

A time machine, my lyrics and the same thing for my garage door
You see what I just put in it?
We tryna compete with them Nascars
You noticing that the styling got switched up
Cause the last one got bit up?
Yeah lil homie y'all can get down, but I bet y'all can't keep up!

This Jet Life ain't for everybody,
This shit is reserved for us
Yeah lil homie y'all can get down, but I bet y'all can't keep up!

[Repeat to end]
The stylin got switched up
Cause the last one got bit up
Yeah lil homie y'all can get down, but I bet y'all can't keep up!

 

[fox69]

"Smoking In The Rain"
(feat. Action Bronson)



Yeah
Uh
280ZX, Mercedes and 'Vettes
Celebrity guests write heavy checks
Can't disclose it all
But know I'm about to ball
The fuck out on ya'll
Money talk and diamonds speaking
Got your hoes tweaking
They big upping the boss
Like she needed a reason
To get lost in the evening
And take it all
She done it cause she want it
She was so womanly I called her mama
Though she younger than me
She was only 20 when she come to me
I laced her with a little game
She gave me a lot of money
Though I never asked for a thing
Higher than Saturn's rings
Living in the clouds before I stepped aboard the plane
Gourmet cheddar trays and champagne
Rolex presidential campaign
Critics hating that's a goddamn shame
They done Jim Morrison the same thing
Rivals in the storm smoking in the rain man

Yeah
La da da da da
Fell out with some niggas as I got richer
Lost my main bitch as I got richer
She ain't dead I just ain't fucking with her

 

[fox69]

"Some Gangsta Shit"
(feat. Fabolous)



[Sample - Dr. Dre "High Powered":]
Give me some of that ol' gangsta ass shit, you know what I'm sayin'?

[Fabolous:]
Looks like your memory need refreshin'
You couldn't do me if you were doing an impression (Nah)
Maybe I should just press charges for swagger theft
You faggots deaf, if you can't hear, I'm hot as dragon's breath (Yes)
Nah, I'm past hot, I'm the sun's mascot
When stacks on deck, I'm at your neck like an ascot
It's Loso, she all ready knows so
I said 'OK, good, tell that other hoe so'
I say 'Wassup son, you wassup son
They say your swagger's on Viagra, keep it up, son'
Ballin' is key, we start the engine with buttons
This player be limpin', call it injury struttin'
These Cardi lenses is somethin', get in this Benz and quit frontin'
I ain't gettin' no younger, bitch, I ain't Benjamin Button
Whatever you like playin', I ain't stingy with nuttin'
So I could dollar tip ya, or either hollow tip ya, let me know...

"Many laboratories are now specializing on war materials"
"Many of them continue to suffer miserably as a result of what can only be called a chemical nightmare"
"I think that they're getting people used to see them things"

 

[fox69]

"Songs In F Minor"
(feat. Fashawn)



Shit is madness... the fuck is wrong with you?
Yo Al, calm down, calm down man...
No really, what the fuck is wrong with with you?
You got some nerve, bitch
Uh, uh

Tell me, how could you disrespect me in public?
You can come and get the rest of your luggage
This has nothing to do with fame, shit I came from nothing
And I know when a bitch brains corrupted
Still in awe; not Eve, wondering "Why Eve?"
The one who gave birth, supposed to be the Earth to my seed
If I could press rewind, I never would've put my hands on you
Never read the manual, "Things that a Man Should Do"
Uh, I'll admit I've had a few
April, Danielle, Rachel, Amber too
The furthest thing from the family dude
Showed us pictures of me somewhere on camera nude (that's fucked up, I'm sorry)
Shit, I tried but honestly
The concept of monogamy is not for me
Only thing I'm afraid of is commitment
I'm sorry but this relationship has ended, now stay up out my business (bitch)

So if you want to see a nigga again, you ain't gotta pretend
Uh, no I'm not a lover, but I'm more than a friend, I don't know where to begin
And she don't ever want to go out, she said she'd rather go in

Let's go in, hey hey, oh
"There's some ladies out there that can do some wild shit"
I'm telling you, dawg. Know what I'm saying though?
Yeah, I see them too
"Check this out"
Ok, ok, type of bitch, I know you ain't lying

Uh, her crib's spacious but its rented
She get impatient when it come to big faces
Summertime: paper-chase, hibernate for the winter
Just maybe you'll catch her face in December
Kept her fans itching, I mean the fiends springing
Had that ambition, trying to reach a zenith
To the top from the bottom, all the while
Stayed fresh from her socks to her noggin off the Game Wess
Like Jigga out West, they're in trenches
Type of chickens that drive Lexuses and Benzes
But still alift in Maybach, keep her thang cocked
A pain in the ass; bucket, ain't no straight shots
I swear I'd never hit a woman
But I'd shake the shit out, when if she don't zip her mouth up
Can't live with them, can't live without them
We go overboard for what's under their blouses
I swear, some be on some wild shit
You know the ones you wouldn't want to have a child with
Oh no, I see your ass and trowel tip
I can tell by a smile she a foul bitch

Check it out, uh, check it out
"Something for your mind, body, and your soul"
Uh-huh, yeah; ayo Alc
We coming from, coming from, uh uh

From the side of California where dreams are denied
And niggas collect cream doing crime
But for me, fortunately, I can rhyme
Believed eventually I would shine
Climb out the bucket in fact, never stuck in the trap
I'm singing, the production is what I come to attack
Quit bumping your gums and go uncrumble your raps
You ain't a boss, you a worker; here, hustle this pack
Boy, get down or get from 'round here
For a pound, I'll leave a clown aired the fuck out
In a minute, knock a nigga from his couch to his kitchen
Uh, I don't mean to be mean, but that's all I can be
All I got is my word, these two balls in my jeans
And the world in my palm as long as I'm in control
I hypnotize your mind, body, and soul
Let it be known

It's the F, nigga
Uh, word to safety, word is simply
"All my life I've been a rolling stone
I got no place that I call my home"
Desperado, Santiago, uh

 

[fox69]

"Soundcheck"


"In villages, in cities, and in the church
Music is an important part of Russian life"

 

[fox69]

"Stay Dope"


Numb off of thirty milligrams of something strong
Smoking on something feeling like I hit the fucking bong
I am the shit, what you thought was fucking wrong
Raise a hand at me, you gon' lose a fucking arm
He upset cause my music is fucking bomb
And my face make shortie turn fucking on
Stay calm and get some
Or you could get dumb, yeah go and get guns
And I'mma be right here for when you get back
And you gon' get a standing ovation, get clapped
Yeah, he deserve an encore
And why not? These niggas acting like they want more
See they want me to be the bad guy
Robin Hood green I'm Peter Pan fly
Stop pulling on my wings, I'm trying to get high
Just do your little thing, I'll be out here doing mine

Getting doper by the day, get the fuck up out the way
When you see a real nigga like me (stay fly)
While you stuck on that craze I be on another page
I'll be on another wave (motherfuckers, they blind)
But I'mma stay dope
Hey, I stay dope
Yeah, I stay dope

Ok PCP
A strap, 400 pills and fake ID
Yeah I'm hotter than hellfire, I embrace violence
Give me a hug, come and get your face wired in
I get money on the bar
Apostrophe S, super fresh, triple X
Think before you move on that nigga, he a mess
He'll move before he think on you niggas, EMS
Smoking that God bless, getting lifted
High technology, I'm real nifty
Keep a little box stashed in the Hybrid
She want a roll, I bring her ho-ass to my crib
She love a hood nigga getting money, she ain't fucking with no marks
And we could do it very well, 24 hours go hard

Getting doper by the day, get the fuck up out the way
When you see a real nigga like me (stay fly)
While you stuck on that craze I be on another page
I'll be on another wave (motherfuckers, they blind)
But I'mma stay dope
Hey, I stay dope
Yeah, I stay dope

 

[fox69]

"Still In Effect"
(performed with Freeway)



Yeah uhh uh

[Freeway:]
Freeway flow still in effect I might end up peallin a clip
Till the bullets still in the clip, clip still in the teck
I might end up stealing you bitch
Catch a body hide out in the jects, Jets jersey with hat to match
Smack you bitch I'm in the club with Mack Jay and Dame
You cats better stay in your lane or lay in a ditch
Cause I'm ridin and my click feeling the same, till its my time to feel the flames
I'mma chill in the blue flame all in the six
With my mind on my money and my money on my brain
Last thing he know all these hoes ain't use to know me now they like the boy
I'll take em to the black door give em the dick
She screaming that she been her before
Its like the five o'clock traffic jam we in the mix
You in the zone with the ROC bitch
Its the Lockness monster of rap boa constrictor of spitters the Nile river of flows
Be with Hova still roll with my niggas and by the way all my niggas move boulders
Like Barney rubble any trouble free muffle the gat
I'm young and black with a chip on my shoulder
Its my first album but the brothers is back like men in black same city as Will
Freeway know for pulling the gat out all ya stacks haters wanna rap
Put up ya deal haters I line em up shut em down shut up they trap
Go through they act, I one up they back, hit up they will
Other than that I'm killing theses tracks earning these stacks
Trying to turn my vocals to a million

[Neef:]
Hell ya its Neef Buck
Nuttin change, same bul
Lost a couple, but ain't shit I got more
D.U.N.S's wear your damn vestes
P 90 rouge's tear you the fuck up
4 pounds hit you the hell down
We next up (we next)
C and Bucky, shit's bout to get ugly
Til' this day, you won't get nuttin' from me
Got? some hot seashells prolly drop you'd tell
Before the cops come we bounce in big ass excursions
Huggin the road, fallin back
Blowin the spice with the windows cracked
Just another day around the way duckin the law
Got the ozium in the tuck, AC on defrost
Nuttin sweet with Neef, he ain't outta control
Back seat of my Jeep, we swingin episode
SS shotgun, let off 21, who want some
Bust a peggy who got dumb dumbs (pow, pow pow)
Fuck you think I come from
You betta go get one before its too late
Fifth quake Put you on your damn skates
White sheet, yellow tape
Caution at [?] all bout some rap
Never bottle stacks
Ya man I'm fed up with you cats
And Bull Bucky's back
First quarter, it's a wrap yes