Boldy James, The Alchemist - Great AdventuresThe Alchemist lyrics

Where we at with it, Ali? It's ConCreatures
Blockworks, let's get it

Was hoppin' out that black van
(Like the A Team)
Them hard times had a nigga in all black
Robbin' like I was Batman (yeah)
Heard he sittin' on a pack
Bleed him like a Tampax (Brr)
Run up in his pad
A nigga spig's gettin' ram shacked
Last pill I took, went on a bad trip
(We thought)
But the man from my dark past'll
Leave you in the past tense (Uh)
Spot off a crack spit
We cop them crashed whips
Weigh the work wet, let it dry on the napkin
(Skrrt)
Chauncey want a Billups, Chucky want a Atkins
(227) cuddy doin' twenty dollar fill-ups
Swipin' on the platinum Mastercard
Head nigga back in charge
Slap you with a hundred large
Mirror in his back pocket
He just practice lookin' hard
Whippin' crack up in the pot
Cookin' up in pickle jars
Had a drive-through trap on
West Grand Boulevard doggy just a yes man
I heard the nigga took a charge
Over some merch, lift up his shirt
Can see the bullet scars
Just took the staples out his
Stomach 'bout a month ago
He took off with a cake and
We chopped up his mother bungalow (Skrrt)
Got snatched up by the detectives
Wanna know what I know
We only let off fifty but this
Clip come with a hundred more
Servin' all the clucks in the O
I was next to blow (Ayy)
Had to line my ducks in a row
Tell 'em check the score three seconds left
Inbound pass was Scottie Pippen (Shoot)
We got the game tied up, Ali, stop trippin'
(We scorin') where we at?