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Grey October (feat. Boldy James & Evidence)

The Alchemist

'Chemist
Concrete Evidence
Blockworks, where we at with it?
Still the same ConCreature
Little Moochie, James Clay Jones III
Since Auntie Colleen and Uncle Speedy stayed on the 1st
The 6-4 YBS, bold and cold

I keep it funky with my folkers, hunting with my poachers
Slumpin' with the vultures, stock pilin' with the brokers
Baseline it to them smokers, Tony, we ain't the only dopers
Servin' all these pops, I move, fuckin' up the culture
Monkey nuts in that Corolla, ride foreign but it's stolen
Gone off that doja, runnin' from the rollers
Stick like remote controller, quick to shoot to the K like I'm Koller
Chip on my shoulder, scrapin' up them extras and them overs
Mixed the yola with the baking soda
My uncle said he hid them brickies in my baby stroller
These bitches so moody and shifty, tryna play me closer
I sold some blueys for the Griffey, caught a eight at Kroger's
When Noonie found out he got killed, it brought her pain some closure
So if you shoot me, better kill me, keep that same composure
Shit, I done thirty on my gas when twenty-eight is over
All of this murder on my mind, it's hard to face it sober
On the hunt for Grey October

So, what's your position about religion?
I believe in God, uh, uh, do you believe in God?
Yeah, I believe
I pray every day, I pray every day, I try to (turn that shit up)

I don't run away from danger (danger), I'm better running towards it
All my words are just a letter short of swords and I enforceth
Missing all my players when I hit the streets but Evi didn't forfeit (nope)
Rising from the scorched earth, I roll it up and torch it
Two different careers, like I'm two different people (two)
Two different years, one life, no sequel (no sequel)
Trip, you inspired or you desperate
Uh, you either full or you desolate
I walk a different line of truth unperfected (yeah)
What I bring inside this booth is uninspected
It ain't checkmate yet but on my checklist (check, check)
Put the flowers on the ground and then it's breakfast
Things to do, all within a day's time (uh)
Was never made man (right), until I made mine (go)
You in the game or you hatin' (uh)
Either way, you either playin' or you waitin' (or you waitin')

Hell, I ain't got no money
Rabbit, I ain't got no money
Well, I know you ain't lyin'
With the money that the bears took
We gon' go buy our own gun
You don't need no more guns now
But I sees how them guns is mighty nice
But I'd hate to let the congregation think that the boys
Was being frugal by not buying more



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