Video Massacre de The Alchemist 2025 Hip Hop Lyrics

The Alchemist - Massacre Lyrics

[Verse 1: Styles P]
In Polo and Diamond, the cause of the cloud lining (Cause)
A life full of crime is the cause of foul rhyming (Yeah)
Scale talk, jail talk, smoking what the bail costs
Overnight hustler, package in the mail, dog
Cigar rooms, handshakes, whispers at your man wake
Connect on the internet, reup on the fanpage
Block party, yacht party, wonder if your mans safe
Talks to the feds, so you wonder if the plan's straight
Lunch with the lawyer, dealin' with the under boss
And none of y'all are speaking on the money that you come across
Wifey wants you to quit, team wants you to go hard
Lookin' at the beam and the block you can bogart
You lookin' at the sky like, "Oh, God"
Mad high, hit your man like, "Yo, god"
But he ain't give you no nod
And you wonder why the fast life's so hard

[Verse 2: Benny the Butcher]
Yo, it ain't a war 'til you wear a vest
Masked up, airin' TECs
That barrel whistle like a clarinet
They say, "Griselda," and they hear respect
I worked my kitchen in my spot and up top, I had to wear a net
To get here took blood, tears, and sweat
Stressed on that prison tear, I set
Can't walk a mile in this pair of 'Seppes (Nah)
Fendi belt with the red F's
Bulldog tucked down in it and it's barkin' like DMX
Rappers wanna make friends with us
I'm only close to this plate and this blender and I shake grams in it
It only take ten minutes
And I come back with a bag full of fetty so heavy, think it's paint cans in it
These rappers never had a half ounce (They lyin')
So why they rap 'bout racks and act out these war stories on Vlad couch? (I don't know)
Stove and the cooker (What else?)
The dope for the pushers (Uh-huh)
It feel like Halloween, it's the Ghost and The Butcher