Diego Maradona - The Alchemist/Conway The Machine.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Alan Daniel Maman/Demond Price
[00:00.253] 作曲 : Alan Daniel Maman/Demond Price
[00:00.507][The Alchemist:]
[00:01.592]See how I'm finessin' it?
[00:04.603]Spin move, uh
[00:09.153]Big chain, big gold
[00:11.176]Spin move, Rick rolled
[00:13.437]Timb' boots, big sole
[00:15.687]Regroup
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[00:17.694]Watch lookin' like a ball from a disco
[00:19.707]In the limo, makin' calls from a brick phone
[00:21.978]Maradona bounced the ball on the shinbone
[00:23.988]Tan buttercup, the raw got her skin tone
[00:26.275]Pillowtalkers got the spot where I send blown
[00:28.528]If it wasn't for the blitz, it would've been thrown
[00:30.786]To your dome, I'm a follicle that's ingrown
[00:32.795]Carve initials with a chisel, put it in stone (Go left)
[00:35.065]Switch whips up, you see how l'm finessin' it?
[00:37.831]Get stitched up, lay down, you need some medicine (Yeah)
[00:40.082]Whip up of the wrist, you see it settlin'
[00:42.090]Put 'em in past tense, they'll be a never-been
[00:44.359]I'm the chain on the bike, you do the peddlin'
[00:46.368]Beat the charge, racketeerin', and embezzlement
[00:48.634]My name will never be appearin' on the pages of a settlement
[00:51.148]I made it through the maze, so many stages, now they say that l'm a veteran (On God, I'm just warmin' up)
[00:54.661]I just put the key inside the ignition, and got the engine started
[00:57.238]Twenty belows, went to Buffalo, the lens is Carti'
[00:59.754]You see a light show, that mean that the Benz is parkin'
[01:01.764]Fade to black, the scenery gets intense and darkish
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[01:03.541][Conway the Machine:]
[01:03.817]'Chine come through, gun shoot extended cartridge (Brrr)
[01:06.340]Used to sleep on the sofa in a friend's apartment (Ah)
[01:08.343]Now I frequent the Yves Saint Laurent department (Hahaha)
[01:11.356]Yeah, blew twenty in the Louis V men's department (Huh? Yeah, drip)
[01:15.630]Yeah, I don't care what so and so said, I am him regardless
[01:19.395]My pen is sharp, lines flyin' over your head like Vincent Carter, nigga (Talk to 'em)
[01:23.495](Look! Up in the sky)
[01:24.500]Think it's a game until little bro blowin' that bitch like Nintendo cartridge
[01:27.828]Playin' with your life like you got limbs to bargain, nigga (Huh?)
[01:30.633]I hate they compare me to niggas, so tell me who iller
[01:33.393]My next tape, l'ma end the argument with niggas that ****in' rap, list the artist
[01:38.159]That's ****in' cap, Mr. Marcus (Ha)
[01:40.416]Probably just got more resources ('Kay)
[01:42.928]Walk in that garage, three Porches ('Kay)
[01:44.687]Michelin, three-star, three courses (Eatin')
[01:47.030]Drumwork, big dogs, we bosses (Uh)
[01:49.036]Catch a body with the sket, we toss it (Uh huh)
[01:51.376]They realizin' I'm a threat, be cautious (Be careful, nigga)
[01:54.891]Look, when they was eatin' they ain't give me portion (Uh uh)
[01:57.902]Still ran up my bag regardless (Bag)
[02:00.163]Brodie pull up with a broom and sweep off shit (Brrr)