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Whoo, yeah, it up
Alchemist, you know to do
Bump that, turn it up,
Crazy

A'yo, why'all niggaz fuck with me, my flow's nuclear
Fuck for the month I want the of the year
I straighten shit out, you could put me in ya
Perm-like bars, burn like scars, cooked up flow in a jar
Naw, I the new millennium raw, cool G. or K.R.
I'm just doin me, Louch a motherfuckin' hot MC
get it twis', don't get add to my fuck you list, unless you a bitch
'Cause I ain't got time, I'm not rich
We could let it or we could let it pop
Make your decision 'fore I my incision
on collision, head-body division
Spirit fly away a motherfuckin' pigeon
Take that to grave, why'all niggaz behave

Yeah, D-Block is knockin', it up
We got it poppin', it up
We for why'all, turn it up
Niggaz they droppin', it up
We got the locked, turn it up
If it's beef let your cock, turn it up
to D-Block, turn it up
'Cause we don't fuck

What, that nigga is the truth
You would think he had a stripper how he go hard in the booth
Lazer on the roof, squeeze off then
magic, like where did his chest go?
Think not homie, got a on me
Of that sticky icky in the pocket of my
Just drunk a of sixty, kinda bended
Hat low, knockin, bout to fuck up the
I'm a general, I stepped up from a
This is D-Block, us, don't get offended
'Cause I ain't up and you ain't lettin' off
Plus I know that most of why'all is soft
The love me, put it in the air for me
And boy cop mixtapes if they don't from me
Got cake but occasionally you catch me
I'm too on the streets you fuckin' dummy

A'yo, niggaz relate to me
niggaz can't wait to send the shell of a tray-eight through me
Don't miss cause it's uh-oh Lumi
Sun out, make the sky get gloomy
I bail it all to you, I give you my
I it in ink or blood, nigga pass my knife
I'm it there, even if they give me the chair
I'm blacked out in the gear, new in the wear
My stuck screamin' black power
I ain't gon' lie, that shit could wash off in the
'Cause I don't care color you are
Nigga clap at the kid, the kid levitate your car
I'm not a
I'm a that'll issue the star
I'm that wit his hammer on him, at the bar
a straight up crook who got you shook
A'yo Alchemist, in the hook
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