My Priorities

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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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Yeah yeah, we here
That's right, man, my niggas
Light that shit up, light your shit up
Oh yeah tap your bottles, crack that
Spill a lot for the homies that's RIP
You feel me
We gon' run it down the line like this

Before I get the watch, I get the big Glock
Before I step foot in the V
I get the stash box no matter the occasion
I'm bringin' my heat
Take my kids to Sesame place
I'm bringin' my heat
For sure, you never know, it might pop off
Better safe than sorry
Niggas could never rob me
Or reach their hand towards me
In any type fashion
F*ck what you heard or think
My shit blastin'
We hittin' the club, I get my contraband in
You fuckin' with us
You rather suck mad dick
Before I squeeze, I aim for ya hat than
Without hesitation, turn your shit backwards
Soon as I purchase my kicks
I put the gemstars in so if they lock me up
My razor make mad hit's
Before I die, the world gon' hear me
And make me rich, my kids will be filthy
Priorities, nigga

A: put my gun on, I'm ready for the day
Two: try and hit you before you hit me
C: he a good nigga, don't cross P
Four: balance my hatred and love more
E: try to stay alive, I only live once
Six: never let fear control me, dunn
G: make the money, money never made me
Eight: live by four and shit'll be straight

Nigga, I don't shoot cars up
Or shoot doors up
That shit I did when I was sixteen, word up
That's child's play
Now I got a taste for blood
I gotta see some meat hangin'
'fore the job's well done
I need to see a nigga drop
Before I make my gun stop
And before I start shootin', I
Make sure it's you, hops
Niggas wind me up and wind me up
'Til I pop up on
Your scene like Jack-in-a-box
With the two choppers cuttin'
At you like butter
VA style, nigga, your meat get smothered
Mobb style, nigga
Me and my blood brothers kill
Pretty boy rappers if they song speak of us
Oh, you shot niggas before?
That's cool with me
'Cause you gonna need experience
Toolin' with P
Before I came to QB, I was already thug
Before all this rap shit, I was already bug
Priorities, huh

A: put my gun on, I'm ready for the day
Two: try and hit you before you hit me
C: he a good nigga, don't cross P
Four: balance my hatred and love more
E: try to stay alive, I only live once
Six: never let fear control me, dunn
G: make the money, money never made me
Eight: live by four and shit'll be straight

You know, where your head at, son?
Get your shit together, man get
Your shit in order, boy, ya heard?
Fuckin' with me, fuckin' with us
Better get your shit straight, nigga
Straight up

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