Alchemist (2)

We gon' get it by any means, baby, fuck the law

And so it starts with the sound of a pistol

I'll keep it simple, clean as a whistle

Then let's go, emotions were like clouds when the wind blows

Let it be anchored by breath, clear as crystal

Wrestle with this while they stress me to death

Guess I've been blessed but the mind's such a mess

It's what mom said 'fore we laid her to rest

I mean the blessed bit, but I gotta digress

Now I'm running this path and I don't know where it goes

Everybody lied to us since 'fore it was wrong

These leaders ain't leading, done sold their soul

And ask of us things that no man should condone

We gon' get it by any means, baby, fuck the law

I ain't trying to be perfect and I ain't trying to preach

But I seem so clear when watching Mac like the deep

Heard the words, "Eat the rich", man, I'm dying to feast

You rather live on your knees or rather die on your feet

Playing their sheep, sheep play like they men

When did life turn to a big ol' game of pretend?

God forgive me, see these ol' knees don't bend

Tryna play these silly games come to an end

I pour another drink, a toast to the fallen

Time catches all from the great to the small

And cheers to my peers, no tears shall be shed

May you know the grace of heaven 'fore the devil knows you're dead

We gon' get it by any means, baby, fuck the law

What do you mean, respect the law?

By any means, baby, fuck the law

What do you mean, respect the law?

By any means, baby, fuck the law

What do you mean, respect the law?

By any means, baby, fuck the law