The Hidden Hand

[Intro] [Verse 1: Alchemist] Digging through the dumpster like a transient Another man down, there go the ambulance Just scrape her off the road Catch me on the stove, cooking and scrambling Your dogs only bark, they just woofing and rambling [?] canvas I keep shitting like a senior citizen with Pampers Serving him like Pete Sampras Over the net with the racket Like I'm Federal Expressin' a package My laboratory's far from lavish Littered with dutch, intestine, and blunt ashes The way I just slip in Electric Slide through the gutter Need rubber the largest Every size and every color Step the fuck back while I'm pushing the limitation Speed demon - a 911 Porsche [?] is racing Violate record like forced penetration My liver is Russian, my lungs is Dutch Team Thorough, number one and two sons clutch I sit back, eating my lunch, not doing much Cameras I spit in, my hand is hitting [Interlude] [Verse 2: Oh No] Can't see shit That boy's gritty on the [?] Grinding out for the grams, dammit Gamble with God, I'm pulling the cards, the hand's gambit You get the poker face Unless I'm high up out the atmosphere But it takes a lot to get me there Spark a flare but I can't calling for help Like Adrian, I'm whooping ass, y'all go and grab me my belt (I'll son you) I swear there's no where to run to When I hunt you, you're lunch food Now look where it had come to A little violence before we had peace [?] call it laws in the streets Capeesh? Preach [?] [?] I murdered them Police knocking asking any questions, I never heard of them I keep that Mary moving Showing improvement, nigga rolling stupid Highly ignorant [?] useless You got something to prove? Prove it I'm like the bad teacher to a student That's white chalking, I'm not talking The only options: live and learn You're not of my concern I'm sitting like Big Worm, come get burned Man who did it, my hand is hit [Interlude 2]