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Alchemist, you me, man
I'm the type of that write rhymes
Right on the spot in the soon as I hear the track
You know what I'm

Word, but I wanted to bring a couple of
To the studio today, man, I these shits
Up in the crib, man, in boxes, man
I don't remember when I was writing these shits
Or what's in these shits, man, a bunch of bullshit
Fuck it, it

How can I trust you when I can't me?
myself a old man, a O.G.
Some niggas will with liers all day, time pass
Nah, start somethin' else

Soul on ice, death given by clowns
I guess livin' is prison you live around clowns
I'm hexed, cursed, worse I blessed first
I thought I was
'Cause I would overcome any called to

So there it is, prince, I'ma get slain
Some do minor shit, swear they on the top of they
Ya rhymin' is called Monologue'
It kinda supports of scary niggas
Who should lie in the

Rarely y'all come in contact the real
Since Pun passed, he was the last of sun I could feel
Yo, said, "There's a few since music's expressions of life"
Damn, I wish I took more time to write in my Book of

Oh shit, Tina, been lookin' for this number, damn
No, this is weak, this is weak
I this bullshit, right here
My Book of
Gandhi was a, what the

Gandhi was a fool, nigga, fight to the
The US Army is a that teach ya plights of conquest
I wonder when I this, nah it's weak
The ya religion, sky's the limit, live life
Numbers is big business, makes the live trife

The glimmers of hope provoke those without to dream
your existence become wealthy, knowledge is king
Pimps and card, sharks, thiefs, murderers hard luck
Addicts and fiends, prostitutes passin' for is my society
Cops that blacks is routine for notoriety

Grow up watchin' well dressed with charms
Beautiful ladies on arms
Dangerous new cars was my for Nas
Rubbin' my lips with
Still the ears wet, turned out to be pioneer's vets

Amongst hustlers, crack and liers and squares
Nah, was weak there
My be projects or jail, never Harvard or Yale
Pardon me, type in my two way while I'm chargin' my
It's hard to be iced up with Gucci, God, real

I can't fight you 'cause you would sue me, be groupies
I see imitators to make albums spittin' my style
And they don't even realize that I notice they stealin' Nas'
I pump Rick James with that Teena Marie
My Nina lean on me like Swoop, it's
This be my Book of Rhymes

This can't be my of Rhymes, writin' this bullshit!
My Book of
Nah, that, fuck that, aww, why you laughin' Alchemist?
Huh, you a nigga, nah, yeah
My of Rhymes

I'm tellin' you, come up with some new shit now
that, I'ma write again now, fuck that
I musta been high on some
the fuck is this?

Look, how we treat pregnancy, women in the
Our values so low, our values are no
Things our told us, we shoulda heeded
now we need it, we older, almost able to

I'm jealous of you, how you so beautiful?
Smelling fresh, youthful, while I'm stressin' this shit
Aiyo, I envy you 'cause all you do is smile and come your way
"Such a innocent child", is what say

I get upset 'cause I just want to be the way you are
Like a star, not a worry in this world far
But wait a minute, we both need ya mother's
I must be crazy, of my own baby infant, kinda crazy