Not only NBA Street Vol 2 but also the job interview scene in Step Brothers. Funny enough, Alchemist has done work under the name Step Brothers with Evidence
Spittin' rhymes with Terezi, here son And I'm officially the candidate for having some fun (You know) Bustin' shit for y'all, I quickly spit But the fellas you are with, They ain't even legit, (because) I'm a Strider and there ain't none finer All you other rappers try, but this gap is even wider than This role impossible Try to step to the knight with the clock control I digress, putting you in distress You know I got the finesse Always dress to impress (The best) Got a sword, but I ain't gonna use it Got my lyric weapon here, you know that I'll never refuse it (It's) too easy to dunk on you clowns When my sick rhymes always keepin' me down (Oh shit) Bustin' old school style Now the class is in session So stay for a while (Cause I'm) too fresh, here in the flesh Here it's better than the epic of Gilgamesh You think you're clever or better but that's whatever Rhyming ever is forever but never a self-aggressor (Yeah) Should I count all the reasons you're a zero? You've got no cash and a troll body-pillow Got the honey and the money so much that it ain't funny This is why I'm on top and I ain't gonna stop (Here) Got this rhyme And it's keeping in time In the words of myself; it is truly sublime It's prime, it's a crime to keep it this real Better lock me up 'Cause I ain't gotta reveal (this steel) Ideal, but you can't relate How 'bout you go back to your pillow and masturbate (Ooooh) I'm sorry, did I say that out loud? It's too bad that my lyrics are supremely endowed So let me say that in conclusion, if you have any confusion, there's no optical illusion; all these words are no exclusion, if you want a bad confusion, I can give them in profusion, that there ain't no collusion. My vocal electrocution has the lyric restitution, not your lame-ass air pollution. There, I got the whole solution, with the high-class execution. Under constant evolution, start a Strider revolution, 'n yo jumpass institution with wisdom that's so confusion
I had no idea this was the Alchemist until this year
Same shit just happened to me right now... And I had to guess and remember this shit to find out! Lmfaoooo!!!
Sooo many gamebreakers
I broke out the PS2 just to play this game.
This is also a song MarcelasHoward uses in some of his videos
Brennan: we'll be interviewing as a team
Dale: were here to fuck shit up
And that they did
NBA Street vol.2
only real ones remember
Not only NBA Street Vol 2 but also the job interview scene in Step Brothers. Funny enough, Alchemist has done work under the name Step Brothers with Evidence
Memories
wow...all these years I didnt know Unc. AL made this beat.
Spittin' rhymes with Terezi, here son
And I'm officially the candidate for having some fun
(You know)
Bustin' shit for y'all, I quickly spit
But the fellas you are with,
They ain't even legit, (because)
I'm a Strider and there ain't none finer
All you other rappers try, but this gap is even wider than
This role
impossible
Try to step to the knight with the clock control
I digress,
putting you in distress
You know I got the finesse
Always dress to impress
(The best)
Got a sword, but I ain't gonna use it
Got my lyric weapon here, you know that I'll never refuse it
(It's) too easy to dunk on you clowns
When my sick rhymes always keepin' me down
(Oh shit)
Bustin' old school style
Now the class is in session
So stay for a while
(Cause I'm) too fresh, here in the flesh
Here it's better than the epic of Gilgamesh
You think you're clever or better but that's whatever
Rhyming ever is forever but never a self-aggressor
(Yeah)
Should I count all the reasons you're a zero?
You've got no cash and a troll body-pillow
Got the honey and the money so much that it ain't funny
This is why I'm on top and I ain't gonna stop
(Here)
Got this rhyme
And it's keeping in time
In the words of myself; it is truly sublime
It's prime, it's a crime
to keep it this real
Better lock me up
'Cause I ain't gotta reveal (this steel)
Ideal, but you can't relate
How 'bout you go back to your pillow and masturbate
(Ooooh)
I'm sorry, did I say that out loud?
It's too bad that my lyrics are supremely endowed
So let me say that in conclusion, if you have any confusion,
there's no optical illusion; all these words are no exclusion,
if you want a bad confusion, I can give them in profusion,
that there ain't no collusion. My vocal electrocution
has the lyric restitution, not your lame-ass air pollution.
There, I got the whole solution, with the high-class execution.
Under constant evolution, start a Strider revolution,
'n yo jumpass institution with wisdom that's so confusion
oh shit!
bars homey
dave spits hot shit on the mic like cooked dookie at the open mic night
🔥
live on stage im like a lion out the cage adrenaline rush to the brain the crowd in a craze
Giggitygiggity :D
My new intro
gud idea
Goes to Lee Everett Channel.
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Is it Ok if I dance in a circle pointing at my left arm?...
This beat is 🔥...Its the ALC kid