The Alchemist - Drawbar 1-2 lyrics

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The Alchemist - Drawbar 1-2 lyrics

[Hook]: Mic check 1-2, 1-2 (Esoteric) Mic check 1-2 (Alchemist) Mic check 1-2, 1-2 (Evidence) Let 'em know how you do [Verse One] [Evidence]: Yo, still huntin' for my woman I'm an optimist Top the list of women like Erin Brock-a-b**h I plant seeds in my metropolis Yeah, a little E, tellin' people who his poppa is Never stop the Rock Steady Anniversary Never stop slangin' tapes like Percee P Mercy me, I Pay Dues when Murs and Super needs me I should've headlined but other sales supersede me Who's the genius? Nah, who's the genie? It disappear, reappear, clean ain't easy To reinvent it Drinkin' from wells for water To find the fountain of youth Of proof I'm offered the truth I Rock Bells I gave girls hell with two L's The new James I blew flames till they lose cells I spit raps for an hour and change Sign autographs then hit the showers and change (Let's go!) Yep I might devour the game [Alchemist]: Or just chill while I roll up the most powerful strings on the planet Brothers just step, rock harder than granite Huh Set off the smoke alarm, start up a panic Holes in the carpet, spit Lebraya tar pits Bummy as f** Sift through the garbage, don't piss on a target Throw down a credit card Let 'em charge it Valet the bucket, let 'em park it I'm already smokin' so let me spark it Paper or plastic baggage wrap, I corner the market How we do Mixin' yellow with blue and make green Dinosaur drummer, I still press bu*tons on the machine Need more dirt, I don't like anything that's clean Plus I don't wash so funk flows off me Eight spliffs, seven cups of coffee So I don't bang drums softly Step brothers, 7L & Eso Better than techno When I do show my ? glow Yeah [Esoteric]: When I do shows my flows Destro from G.I. Joe We put heads on silver platters, yeah the illest rappers you know Oh, we line 'em up like a funeral procession Then we knock 'em down like we bullyin' freshmen You don't wanna test 'em Alchemist and Ev and E.S. and 7 DC my brethren Choose your weapon, Magic and Bird Oh yes we reppin' I lock myself in the studio session like it's jail It's ironic really cause the inks fresh out the pen daily You only poppin' sh** when your crews around Talkin' prison? You only hit the Bing when Google's down Please We rock shows, take the videos and post it Fans say, "Oh sh**" Then talk your ear off like Van Gogh's chick Haha Give me a mic and I'll function I'm bribery, I'm corruption I'm final, be no discussion I'm like an island of one kid I don't need introduction Your single is like Laura Ingalls We Wilder, you just frontin' Ayo [Hook]: Mic check 1-2, 1-2 (Esoteric) Mic check 1-2 (Alchemist) Mic check 1-2, 1-2 (Evidence) Let 'em know how you do Mic check 1-2, 1-2 (Esoteric) Mic check 1-2 (Alchemist) Mic check 1-2, 1-2 (Evidence) Let 'em know how you do

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