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The Alchemist

Alan Daniel Maman (born October 25, 1977), better known as The Alchemist, is an American hip hop producer, DJ and rapper, who hails from Beverly Hills, California. After rising to prominence in the late 1990s as a close associate of Dilated Peoples and Mobb Deep, he went on to produce for many of hip hop's leading artists in the 2000s, and has been hailed as one of the genre's leading producers. He is currently working as a DJ with Eminem and is also signed to his label Shady Records. His earlier nickname was "Mudfoot", in the times of The Whooliganz. more »

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Tap in with the safe guard
Splatter like a paintball
Travels through the rain, I used to practice on my days off
Passion didn't change, I'm getting cash and going AWOL
Stacking for the rain fall
The jack and the jay

This what happens when it pays off
Laughing to the bank
Can I take my cape off? Or do I have to save y'all?
Stay Wayne, back in the Bat cave he came from
Ain't tryna play God, but what I put in all this pain for?

I keep tactic and remain calm
Ecstatic in a way
Doing math with what his name called
Package on the way
With a pack of that Cape Cod passing through LA
Ain't no lackey, we the main dogs
Captains in the state
He wanna tap in, but he way off
A Patrick for a plate

I'mma grab it and play guard
Pass it back the way
They ain't having what it takes
To play when the stakes large
Make it in the playoffs, calculate our game
Why they have all this disdain for?
Hating on the game
Can't be mad at what we made
And what we made off with, shit
We trained hard, it's what we trained for
Ain't have a trace of what we made of, ain't in your DNA

Got me jammin', look like Ray Charles
Challenging the reigns
'Round me madness, I can't tame squad
My manager the same
Extra branded with my face card
From rapping as a day job
A balance so we train hopped, frantic of the Jakes
Hardly handling the fame so I can't panic when the hate start
Try bandaging the pain
But I be scratching where the scrapes are
Active for the pape, I know my daddy got the same heart
No traffic on the plate, other half just wanna race cars

Same song
Playing as they take off, speed off
I'm in the passenger seat sauced, pray for him
Did we stray too far away for 'em?
Shit ain't changed, same habits I hate on
Same patterns of the day, adapted, the rain gone
Sun came out of the shade
Laid out on the great lawn gather the rays
Take me to a happier place out of the way
But they ain't ready for Heavens Gate
Whatever fate rapping take to the greats
Heavy Weights, 10K
For heavens sake, at this rate, we should celebrate

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