Boldy James, The Alchemist - Method To My Madness lyrics

What else can I do? Chemist
You know where we at with it
Bold J, let's get it

I was down and out ducking bumble dees
On some sauerkraut, getting fronted weed
Build a powerhouse, caught me up to speed
When I counted out my first hundred G's
Fount a town, we can funnel keys
Chowing down me and Uncle Sneese
Pounding loud like who cut the cheese
Still counting down 'til my brothers free
Niggas rocking chains with
Them bubble letters
I be copping cane tryna pluck a feather
Hop a train, catch the bus wherever
Dodging rain with no umbrella
Hydroplaning through the flood zone
Cryobanking in the drug zone
Take the Pyrex, shake it with no gloves on
Watch I can make it do the love jones


16, out in Benton Harbor
Living rent-free like a sprint charger
Apartment 6C me and Brett Tarver
Made a 15 do the Vince Carter
Taking trips with my brother Blue
Shaking spliffs in the cut with glue
Made a brick jump from one to two
Couldn't make this shit up if I wanted to
Cheated death, could've suffocated
Been arrested, beat a couple cases
East West, RIP Slick
Real BMF know we drug related
Five birdies made a play for three
Left one with queen now we updated
Riding dirty ten oh eight on me
In the HOV got me frustrated
Where we at with it?

Whip it in the rex out the plastic
Hit it, stretch it like elastic
Put it in the press then I smash it
Weigh it up wet then I bag it
Get them Hi Teks up out the casket
Did the high step when I got drafted
Caught an interception on the package
But it's a method to my madness
Whip it in the rex out the plastic
Hit it, stretch it like elastic
Put it in the press then I smash it
Weigh it up wet then I bag it
Get them Hi Teks up out the casket
Did the high step when I got drafted
Caught an interception on the package
But it's a method to my madness

Niggas disrespect, we let 'em have it
We empty them clips cinematic
Just to drop a new whip on a Patek
We'll come for them bricks in the attics
Kept in touch with my bitch in New Galus
Run it up on 6 with the addicts
Spot build like a pair of Sauconys
Better know we got rich nigga status
Cane and Tut with a clip full of talons
In the blood with a clique full of felons
Get picked up for that shit that you selling
Niggas buckling, snitching and telling
We be smuggling, shipping, and mailing
In the cut with a Smith and a Wesson
Shedding blood for my niggas in heaven
Selling drugs from the 6th to the 7th
In the club with a six shot 38
Level up to a 357 and grew up on the sixth
Fell in love with a bitch from McClelan
Send him up, when I send him he fetch
He run off with my shit I'ma stretch him
Dump him off in a ditch when I catch him
Kill his son and I send him my blessing
My bitch asking me 21 questions
And get mad when I change up the subject
Type of motives to send me the front end
Put a half key of cane in my budget
Used to trap like I played for the Nuggets
With a glizzy, two drac's and a FN
Silver pack, if they raid I'ma flush it
'Cause nine tenths of the law is possession

Whip it in the rex out the plastic
Hit the stretcher like elastic
Put it in the press then I smash it
Weigh it up wet then I bag it
Get them Hi Teks up out the casket
Did the high step when I got drafted
Caught an interception on the package
But it's a method to my madness
Whip it in the rex out the plastic
Hit the stretcher like elastic
Put it in the press then I smash it
Weigh it up wet then I bag it
Get them Hi Teks up out the casket
Did the high step when I got drafted
Caught an interception on the package
But it's a method to my madness