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With My Soul (feat. Budgie, Action Bronson, A$ton Matthews & J.Rocc) - The Alchemist
[Intro:]
This is a disgrace before God Almighty
It stinks in the nostril of God
[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
What if Allen Iverson was Chinese riding on a Harley
And [?]
Me and A$ton throwing chopper parties
Come through the court room with three lawyers
The snub nose look like Verne Troyer
Burn books to slander the name
Got one hand in the game
The other hand in the cane, I struggle with fame
Raw d**e pump through my veins
Pumping my brakes before your father getting dumped in the lake
Missing, found never, brown leather jacket player
Take a b**ch and decapitate her black potatoes
Silence the missile
Little bit of drugs in the tissue
You are not official
Damn I gotta take a piss
[Verse 2: A$ton Matthews]
Feelin like Michael McDonald I'm Gone With the Wind
Hopped out the coffin to parallel park in the Benz
Maraschino is the color within
Can't tell a paint job from my skin
Walked in and left my nuts on her chin
She offered her friend, jacked off got my palm full of sins
At church use the same hand to dump the offering in
Lord forgive me but it's nothing when they know you're the man
Got me feeling like the Great Bambino
Can't pickle the beast, this industry weak
Sign a deal for a mill don't make you real in these streets
My nerve is bad and my killers bout to kill you for cheap
Stick to the beats cause bodies dropped if I'm feelin' this beat
Silly rabbit switch rims to join the static
Got that Ali magic
Realest since Big Pun you lookin' at it
[Intro:]
This is a disgrace before God Almighty
It stinks in the nostril of God
[Verse 1: Action Bronson]
What if Allen Iverson was Chinese riding on a Harley
And [?]
Me and A$ton throwing chopper parties
Come through the court room with three lawyers
The snub nose look like Verne Troyer
Burn books to slander the name
Got one hand in the game
The other hand in the cane, I struggle with fame
Raw d**e pump through my veins
Pumping my brakes before your father getting dumped in the lake
Missing, found never, brown leather jacket player
Take a b**ch and decapitate her black potatoes
Silence the missile
Little bit of drugs in the tissue
You are not official
Damn I gotta take a piss
[Verse 2: A$ton Matthews]
Feelin like Michael McDonald I'm Gone With the Wind
Hopped out the coffin to parallel park in the Benz
Maraschino is the color within
Can't tell a paint job from my skin
Walked in and left my nuts on her chin
She offered her friend, jacked off got my palm full of sins
At church use the same hand to dump the offering in
Lord forgive me but it's nothing when they know you're the man
Got me feeling like the Great Bambino
Can't pickle the beast, this industry weak
Sign a deal for a mill don't make you real in these streets
My nerve is bad and my killers bout to kill you for cheap
Stick to the beats cause bodies dropped if I'm feelin' this beat
Silly rabbit switch rims to join the static
Got that Ali magic
Realest since Big Pun you lookin' at it
文本歌词
With My Soul (feat. Budgie, Action Bronson, A$ton Matthews & J.Rocc) - The Alchemist
This is a disgrace before God AlmightyIt stinks in the nostril of God
What if Allen Iverson was Chinese riding on a HarleyAnd
Me and A$ton throwing chopper partiesCome through the court room with three lawyersThe snub nose look like Verne TroyerBurn books to slander the nameGot one hand in the gameThe other hand in the cane, I struggle with fameRaw d**e pump through my veinsPumping my brakes before your father getting dumped in the lakeMissing, found never, brown leather jacket playerTake a b**ch and decapitate her black potatoesSilence the missileLittle bit of drugs in the tissueYou are not officialDamn I gotta take a piss
Feelin like Michael McDonald I'm Gone With the WindHopped out the coffin to parallel park in the BenzMaraschino is the color withinCan't tell a paint job from my skinWalked in and left my nuts on her chinShe offered her friend, jacked off got my palm full of sinsAt church use the same hand to dump the offering inLord forgive me but it's nothing when they know you're the manGot me feeling like the Great BambinoCan't pickle the beast, this industry weakSign a deal for a mill don't make you real in these streetsMy nerve is bad and my killers bout to kill you for cheapStick to the beats cause bodies dropped if I'm feelin' this beatSilly rabbit switch rims to join the staticGot that Ali magicRealest since Big Pun you lookin' at it
This is a disgrace before God AlmightyIt stinks in the nostril of God
What if Allen Iverson was Chinese riding on a HarleyAnd
Me and A$ton throwing chopper partiesCome through the court room with three lawyersThe snub nose look like Verne TroyerBurn books to slander the nameGot one hand in the gameThe other hand in the cane, I struggle with fameRaw d**e pump through my veinsPumping my brakes before your father getting dumped in the lakeMissing, found never, brown leather jacket playerTake a b**ch and decapitate her black potatoesSilence the missileLittle bit of drugs in the tissueYou are not officialDamn I gotta take a piss
Feelin like Michael McDonald I'm Gone With the WindHopped out the coffin to parallel park in the BenzMaraschino is the color withinCan't tell a paint job from my skinWalked in and left my nuts on her chinShe offered her friend, jacked off got my palm full of sinsAt church use the same hand to dump the offering inLord forgive me but it's nothing when they know you're the manGot me feeling like the Great BambinoCan't pickle the beast, this industry weakSign a deal for a mill don't make you real in these streetsMy nerve is bad and my killers bout to kill you for cheapStick to the beats cause bodies dropped if I'm feelin' this beatSilly rabbit switch rims to join the staticGot that Ali magicRealest since Big Pun you lookin' at it
