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Alchemist Video (MV)




Performed By: Joule
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Julian Pacheco




Joule - Alchemist Lyrics
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Smoking treat it like medicine
THC, no Excedrin
Breathe it in, need the sedative
Medicate, then I meditate
Light up this bitch like Edison
Wake up it's time to get it in
Time, my mind is ahead of it
Activate, then I levitate
F*ck it if it's legal
It feel good it got me breathing
Providing, I planted seeds
O2 to breathe from the soil
Stay true to what you believe in
They gonna try to destroy you
Break you back down to dust even those you consider loyal
Generations of emperors, kings, pharaohs, the royal
The aura you see around me, it bite back, recoil
They mad I won't sell my soul make reptilian blood boil
For money, power, respect?
We went to war over oil
The money it give boners
We dial that's just a bonus
Look up see who control us
The threat right under our noses
Activists? y'all just posers
We mob and la costa nostra
The vehicle smell like mota
They calling me the magician
Turn lead to gold, hocus pocus
Praise goes to the most high
I could still see with no eyes
The f*ck shit, I pay it no mind
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Smoking treat it like medicine
THC, no Excedrin
Breathe it in, need the sedative
Medicate, then I meditate
Light up this bitch like Edison
Wake up it's time to get it in
Time, my mind is ahead of it
Activate, then I levitate
F*ck it if it's legal
It feel good it got me breathing
Providing, I planted seeds
O2 to breathe from the soil
Stay true to what you believe in
They gonna try to destroy you
Break you back down to dust even those you consider loyal
Generations of emperors, kings, pharaohs, the royal
The aura you see around me, it bite back, recoil
They mad I won't sell my soul make reptilian blood boil
For money, power, respect?
We went to war over oil
The money it give boners
We dial that's just a bonus
Look up see who control us
The threat right under our noses
Activists? y'all just posers
We mob and la costa nostra
The vehicle smell like mota
They calling me the magician
Turn lead to gold, hocus pocus
Praise goes to the most high
I could still see with no eyes
The f*ck shit, I pay it no mind
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Writer: Julian Pacheco
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