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Whoo, yeah, it up
Alchemist, you what to do
Bump that, it up, whoo
daddy

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

Yeah, is knockin', turn it up
We got it poppin', it up
We comin' for why'all, it up
they droppin', turn it up
We got the streets locked, it up
If it's beef let your cock, turn it up
to D-Block, turn it up
'Cause we fuck around

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

A'yo, real relate to me
Jealous niggaz can't wait to the shell of a tray-eight through me
miss cause it's uh-oh like Lumi
Sun out, Sheek make the sky get
I it all to you, I give you my life
I write it in ink or blood, nigga my knife
I'm takin' it there, even if give me the chair
I'm blacked out in the gear, new in the wear
My fist screamin' black power
I ain't lie, that shit could wash off in the shower
'Cause I care what color you are
Nigga clap at the kid, the kid tryna your car
I'm not a
I'm a nigga that'll the star
I'm that nigga wit his on him, at the bar
Sheek a straight up crook who got you
A'yo Alchemist, in the hook
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