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The Alchemist

Alan Daniel Maman (born October 25, 1977), better known as The Alchemist, is an American hip hop producer, DJ and rapper, who hails from Beverly Hills, California. After rising to prominence in the late 1990s as a close associate of Dilated Peoples and Mobb Deep, he went on to produce for many of hip hop's leading artists in the 2000s, and has been hailed as one of the genre's leading producers. He is currently working as a DJ with Eminem and is also signed to his label Shady Records. His earlier nickname was "Mudfoot", in the times of The Whooliganz. more »

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Condition, fortress of convention
Forced but saw as an entrance
Adored and filled with other senses
This is vision with a vengeance
This is radical ascension
This is one for mi kindred
Where you at?
This is breath for the winded
Clarity if conflicted
Smoke and tarry then I listen
In the valley, intervention
Take my time for a spell being strengthened
A renewal, I reflect, I remember
I been gassed, I been running on potential
On a path, I might fast, sweep your temple
Mop the floor, wipe the window
Life before, life essential
I'm in the now, I'm in the now
I'm in the now, I'm in the now
Inner space, searching central
Keeping tempo, can't complain, it's the sun I resemble
Many colors streak sky to the east, rise, then repeat
Pink hued light heat, peak synthesis
Stars circle my vicinity
If you giving, give it willingly
This'll cleansify your codeine, purified by the O-Z
Fully charged, I'm a sun, I'm a star
I got range, I know just who I are
Weave where he want, and it's still on the one
'Cause I wander don't mean that I'm lost
'Cause I wonder don't mean that I'm stumped
Bending wills to exactly what I want
I been hunted I been, shielded
I feel love here

I feel love here, I feel love here
I feel love here

I send brothers to the store
I keep somethin' in the cupboard
I'm stubborn, I am my mother's love measured in eyedroppers
Burnt rubber from the coppers, the eye doctor leapt, shocked
My third eye, don't believe me, just watch, my chakras
Shots pop in the hills of Caracas, negroes shoot for the top
I always had poor posture
Traps packed with dead lobsters, bottom feeders toasting grappa
Basic, penne alla vodka, you order off the menu
Chef handmade me latkes, I don't care
I don't be countin' niggas pockets, westworld niggas re-re-booting
Recycling the same shooting, rappers tired
Inertia the only thing keep 'em moving, glassy-eyed in the stu
That street date looming, toast coriander and cumin
Crush fragrant, slow, circular movements
In the garden, nascent, she let me ate it, I'm only human

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