THE ALCHEMIST - With My Soul lyrics

rate me

Feat. Action Bronson & A$ton Matthews

(Intro)

This is a disgrace before God Almighty

It stinks in the nostril of God

(Verse)

What if Allen Iverson was Chinese riding on a Harley

And danced with Sway Compton and Sharley?

Me and A$ton throwing chopper parties

Come through the court room with three lawyers

The snub nose look like Verne Troyer

Burn books to slander their name

Got one hand in the game

The other hand in the cane,

I struggle with fame

Raw dope pump through my veins

Pumping my brakes before your father getting dumped in the lake

Missing, found never, brown leather jacket player

Take a bitch and decapitate her black potatoes

Silence the missile

Little bit of drugs in the tissue

You are not official

Damn, I gotta take a piss

(Damn, I sawed my dick way through)

(Shout out Michael McDonald)

(If God would call me!!!!)

(Verse)

Found like Michael McDonald I'm Gone With the Wind

Hopped out the coffin' to parallel parking the Benz

Maraschino is the color within

Can't tell a paint job from my skin

Walked in and left my nuts on her chin

She offered her friend, jacked off got my palm full of sins

At church use the same hand to dump the offering in

Lord forgive me but it's nothing when they know you're the man

Got me feelin' like the Great Bambino

Can't pickle the beast, this industry weak

Signed a deal for a mill don't make you run in these streets

My nerve is bad and my killers 'bout to kill you for cheap

Stick to the beats cause bodies dropped if I'm feelin' this beat

Silly rabbit, switch rims to joint static

Got that Ali magic

Realest since Big Pun you lookin' at it

(It is well with my soul)

(Get, get, gettin' closer to God!)