The Alchemist
Stand-Up Guy
[Intro]
Rest in peace Prodigy

[Verse]
Shouts Domo and Alc, still bumping Red Corolla and No Idols
Fuck a mic man I’ll spit it on a tone dial
You got no style, acting like a grown child
Claim to spit the hot shit but you don’t even flow mild
Check the profile, the pro vile, go wild
People thinking I’m their friend but they don’t have my mobile
Taking shots but I don’t load a rifle
You miss shots like you’re Clint Steindl, I write like I wrote the bible
I ain’t like you other rappers, I don’t post to boast
Your notes are quotes, don’t goad the GOAT and that’s final
And that’s final bitch
Don’t goad the GOAT and that’s final
Nah man real shit like who elsе is rapping like this, don't fuck with me
Don’t goad the GOAT and that’s final
Turn you to toast, that’s survival
Makе you fly home straight back to the Hamptons like Lionel
Either that or get pressed like vinyl
Got the drive to take it to the net like Michael
And shouts P, still infamous
Shocking like I'm Cole McGrath, I feel it in my fingertips
I think of this, ears ringing like tinnitus
Gotta grow from the shine like photosynthesis
Always keep around the people that I’m glad with me
Ain't K Dot but I live in a M.a.a.d City
Mass in me but I let it go to get rid of the bad in me
But even then that shit still adds quickly
Never skip town, feel like I’m rich-bound
Stand-up Guy, that’s even when I sit down
Ain’t from the UK but on tracks I flip pounds
Pennywise in my mind, but no time for shit clowns
On the track you ain’t getting past us
God-flow, couldn’t ask the pastor, I’m the master
Lean got you closer to the high but then farther
It’s over for you dogs, so take the sip from your last cup
[Chorus: Prodigy & JAY]
Got sixteen on the hip
Pretty little things in the whip (And they're all getting lifted)
'Bout to take a ride, get lit
Episodes of some young hustlas, we thuggin' (Tryna get rich)
Got sixteen on the hip
Pretty little things in the whip (And they're all getting lifted)
'Bout to take a ride, get lit
Episodes of some young hustlas, we thuggin' (Tryna get rich)