The Alchemist - Tesla lyrics

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The Alchemist - Tesla lyrics

[Verse 1: Domo Genesis] Dear lord have mercy on me I don't give a f** about none of you n***as I'm one person homie One n***a in the cruel world I used to picture myself in the sky And now I'm soaring through the cool worlds Ain't it funny how thoughts work I'm steaming marijuana cause I figure it's clockwork A matter of seconds, I'm innocent Now it's, I'm watching diminishing power I'm watching all the latest who'd sooner devour And I just want a piece of that Free from all the greed of the prestigious cats I plead they never take my soul from me and I'll bleed for that Do you believe in that? n***a's hearts weak, I can feel it That's why I hardly speak, only visions I only keep my focus on these missions, can't nothing breach it Wolf Gang with no secret or misses who bring the heat to the kitchen [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] God bless the child that got his f**ing own ESGN we left that other label f** alone Up under the mask, in front of the stove, b**h, I'm right at home We shipping the load and ditch the modes, you know we riding on East side, fight, tray gang banger, caine slanger Smokin the best and the tesla, illegible b**h, I'm lane changing You know I do the forges on that f**er Bring in the swish unless you ready to jump in orgies When I bust, I made a movie out that movie, told your b**h to play the lead in that My n***as was hitting, while I'mma get it, straight zipping up a freezer pack Without the green to beat the bag b**hes will lead to that, hell yeah, I know you do These ' is motor rolling boots, it's literally the sh** to live by That, too, you had to, they f**ing with gangsta kids Whether they good walk, the fly roof, the dope gang, these hot boots So pop back as I do, b**h I said the dope gang was my boots, sold my past as I do, b**h [Verse 3: Hodgy Beats] And I just broke up with my b**h Told her get the f** out my whip Yellow bricks is the money, her name is rich You get clotheslined stitched if you snitch, snitch I got one clip and I don't miss, b**h You're like a bird to the scarecrow, a pharaoh I am, hit a n***a with a rare bow But with aero prepared to release through narrow ghettos My position is bare flow, Flintstone rocks, I know you smell me n***a I'm getting money, money is good, what can you tell me, n***a? Nothing, comprendre? I'm popping cd's and sensei I cover my mouth and hold my tongue for sh** I can't say Ate her a couple of months, now this house full of hella squishy p**y, don't try to push me, I'm star diving, free falling Get off of who? These nuts, free balling You got one for and I got four number three calling Keep it 300 or 3 stacks, I never act but I'm 'bout the action when I react, negro

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