Lyrics The Alchemist

The Alchemist

Essence

[Jadakiss]

AH-HA. Uh. Yeah. Know who it is. (I-I-Infantry, 1st Infantry)

Kiss of Death mother fucker. (A-A-A-A-A-Alchemist)

Definetley the strongest shit on the shelf

double R, D-Block (1st infantry)

Listen the thugs need it, hoes gon use it

Me im just a young nigga that make old music

Uh, shit is real I put the inf on the 4

Keep it wit me 'cause possessions 9/10ths of the law

Here I am goin' all out again, doin' all that I can

Even had a daughter born outta sin

Nigga I make pain cinematic

I spit dope and you been a addict

Treat beef like jail, summertime somthin' big with the scope under the

winter jacket

I use the winter tactics and I know you tryin to play the role, but bullets

the wrong shit to interact wit

I hurt the game, hurt ravines

Soon as you murk somthin' these niggaz'll churp genene

Yeah let 'em all cock ride, in my mansion with a bottle, move an hour on the

wall spin counter clock wise

Might as well go on, go and see papi

Cause niggaz only know three words "He shot me" (Uh)

Thats why I be eyein 'em down

No dap, no rap 'cause these niggaz be wired for sound

But I still put a hole in a goon, Jada Montaga

Still put a hole in a spoon, pay the bond later

Plenty ones, plenty guns, plenty ammo

Remember this "Calmate", ''se te calmo'' mutha-fuckas. What!

"Calamate" "se te calmo"

Know what that mean huh? Calm down... before I calm you down!

[Styles P]

I don't wanna talk much

You gettin hawked up and chopped up

Two guns up on your tour bus

Heard you got the cops wichu

Thats a goddamn shame to talk on your album, I thought you had a block wichu?

Couple niggaz to pop wichu? You full of shit!

And the only thing you got is a couple niggaz to drop wichu

Waiting for a nigga... wit a mouth like you

When they said you was the hottest thing man out yo crew

I'm the hardest in New York City

Think not I got a glock, Sheek Loch style, you walk wit me

You bitch niggaz will die?

I keep the 9 in the five series

Why don't you come work a nine to five wit me

See the bricks moved, the stick-ups pulled

I got the killers laying flat down in pickups too

Hop up and put a clip in your mug

Hate is different than love, it spread faster, is you gettin me cuz?

Shit, let me explain, my brain is on a different wave

Everybody get it now, fuck it, its a different day

And suck my dick when I ain't got shit to say

Niggaz think I'm dumb like I ain't put them bricks away

Prepared for the war, anxious to kill

Bang shit, swing shit, leave you shanked in the grill

I ain't give a fuck

Then on now, when all how, how many niggaz die? That depend on Styles

And my nephew Alchemist

[Sheek Louch]

Hey, yo I ain't seen nothing yet

Niggaz all threat, pussy when they sober, thugs when they wet

What up killer? Nigga please

stop frontin' you dont need to save the whole 5 g's

My neck don't freeze and my wrist don't either

I don't need it I just copped a house on a Visa

And I ain't go platinum, my first album was a teaser

Now they on my meat like ice in the freezer

Sheek Louch, I tell you that boy he's a... problem

I take out blackheads like a tweezer

We'll discredit you homie and let the wolves eat you

We don't need to dump lead on you homie, you either in or you out of it

Cause I got a son now and you fuckin up a lot of shit I gotta get

And I hate for this to get out of hand

To have to give it to a nigga I played wit in the sand

Shit the westcoast barely know the name of our band

That's why I spit enough heat to give a nigga a tan

Aight, I kno you got mad cake okay nigga EH!

Sheek don't give a fuck

I let my gut hang, you one day away from lipo and a face tuck

This that D-Block, Alchemist heat rock

Yo, I'm fucked up man! P pass that blunt, Yo busy where my yak at son, fuck

that I'm outta here

Let's Go (Let's go, let's go)