Alchemy Lyrics - Singles - Aesop Rock

I spit wAnnotateith an immense amount of power 

Sparks flame showers, cowards, cower, underneath our 

Storm clouds that indicate the acid rain hours 

Now or, never, ever, ending on a bad note 

Ripping a crab's throat, for spitting a bad quote 

(Blueprint what's your approach?) 

I smash black folk and white folk alike for jokes with mics 

And make a Kodak moment out of the most boring open mic 

I'll make a sad fan appreciate rap again 

Fuck around and forget just how whack it's been 

I'm a bad man (Why's that?) 

I catch bullets in my molars, body slam boas 

And take flight with the weight of the world on my shoulders 

And blame David Blaine on any chains that hold us 

What started out as food for thought, turned into thoughts to 

Turn their crews into food in hopes to satisfy my 

Insatiable appetite to dine on lifeforms 

Small planets and satellites 

You solar system is my condiment; 

I vomit comets, and don't sweat the small things and nonsense 

Every dog has his day and even more so in rhyming 

So I decided that I'd never play the fire hydrant 

Or grab the mic sounding lazy, worn down and tired; 

Cats don't really fall off they just get uninspired 

But before you, get a reason to ever diss us 

I'll drop an ill LP and disappear like Bobby Fischer 

But this is, the building block of all that is 

And what it is, is Alchemy 

Alchemy, basic with a touch of wild wonder 

Alchemy, we made this to take your style under 

Metal frame, walking through a metal game with a limp, tight grip 

Determined not to let time slip 

This is Alchemy, iron b-boy and all his glory 

Alchemy, hold it from the colder sob story 

Metal frame, walking through a metal game with a limp; tight grip 

Determined not to let time slip 

(Ah) Dirty, dirty destiny; 

Dirty murders with a burnt version of peasantry 

Nervous flux flirtin' with hurly burly chemistry 

Graffiti burner urchin merchant with a certain urge to jerk and serve your centerpiece 

My zig-zag bully balance gallops with a fiery outline 

Ban and bomb y'all pastel poets belly up (I'll tell you what) 

One style in 4 dimensions count 'em: 

Three to take 'em to ya muck, one to build a world you'll never touch 

And I'm a pilot, delirium, serum, poison arrangement 

Come browse through an idyllic storm and suck the raw enslavement 

With a grin-style stinger creeping out the basement 

Encased in wild ritualistic visions of sacrificial bitch cadence 

For all my iron giant soldiers with a metal fist up, shielding mother nature 

From a fatal wrist cut, story: I respect you 

(So why they blaming you for the cats that sleep while the earth turns?) 

Yeah I had em' up all night praying I'd re-release Music For Earthworms 

Greed eve and I lean, squeamish grip milestone like ring ring ring I just 

Caught the screen Phoenix click dial tone 

Welcome to a cloud twelve brutal hallucination war pillar 

Carnivore, carnival, karma slasher 

I dash like a jack rabbit that orbits revelation with a single pounce 

To Edward Scissorhands your string of doubts (Yo turn it out) 

This is that Mighty Casey homefield advantage to bend your blizzard 

With a crocodile smile and five robot knuckles to your kisser 

This is 

Alchemy, basic with a touch of wild wonder 

Alchemy, we made this to take your style under 

Metal frame, walking through a metal game with a limp, tight grip 

Determined not to let time slip 

This is Alchemy, iron b-boy and all his glory 

Alchemy, hold it from the colder sob story 

Metal frame, walking through a metal game with a limp; tight grip 

Determined not to let time slip 

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