CBS - The Alchemist, Cj Fly, Nyck Caution

Yo, yo Guess it’s time to make 'em see that I’m an M. C Know cats that got bodied for holdin' heat like Vitamin D Thinking intricately, but ain’t trickin while he Doing things that he still can’t believe

Like being able to round up all of our friends

Take a trip out to France

Our record is getting spins on the air for the fans

They screaming out all our chants while we give them the chance

We’re sleeping with all the tryna get with the camp

Nobody had our back, no support like I was spineless

Everyone knows we cold, why wouldn’t they want to sign us?

P.E.

popping like Sudafed

Know your worth, get a law suit, then sue the feds

Buddha blessed

Pass the Buddha to my boo in Budapest

Some might say I do the beast

But I just say I do the best

That I can

All pray like a when I attack

Know that things is heating up if you see us in Advanced shining like spectacles

Compared to the path of light they just spectacles

Highly unquestionable

For the credit that’s past incredible

Can never settle for less when the ruler stays magnanimous

And plus we got a can of that Cannabis

Blazin to the ways when every third world

Couldn’t see active thinkin'

But this is a mental state that’s cross-linking

Thoughts swimming 'til these wavelengths mix in Uplifing and leave a local listing

Power vocal missing when the illminded start spittin'

With shots of a cannon

Even with the shots of a Canon

Ain’t no cropping out the illustrated passion

& whether they brainstorm, I’m overcastin'

Still over asking if this is a total ransom

Just to total mansions

I’m a eat like a New York nigga spose' to Flow like a New York nigga spose' to Drop heat so they could smoke to Then reexamine pretentious connotations thats askin'

& Ask em if a real nigga rappin

Flying over cities, I’m in plane sight

Steering from the pilot’s chair

I see a thousand islands

Dressed like an Italian

Rare medallion 'round my neck

Put the pieces of that puzzle in the order

& Make sure you see the portrait

I’ll assault if you try & judge my thoughts without exploring 'em

The operation taking place before your corneas

Consolidate any shattered fragments and figments

We some misfits, so We cannot cooperate with corporates who ain’t popular

I can see the plane through my binoculars

Chop us down

Now there’s heavy where helicopters was

You can never stop the gun

Once the bullet pops, become a target then

He’ll figure out the picture from a Tommy Gun

Steelo was a rebelist

Sorting out the rest of it for change

Obama is the 47th president

Stay a young alchemist

Gold is on my pallet

Got my palace when these shackles slip

It’s Nyck

Oh no we can’t be stopped

We gon' keep on doing it Like it’s the only chance we got

The only chance we got