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prodigy & the alchemist - the one lyrics

[verse 1: prodigy]
these n-ggas know the deal, it’s easy to get k!lled
wet that p-ssy up, see now you got the chills
your bright idea shooting at me, the f-ck yeah
bright idea, ’til i blew out his light bulb
i’m more than a hip hop legend, i’m iconic
my sixteen is strong as f-ck, i’m bionic
apparently…you a parody of real n-gga sh-t
pop your forehead like a zit
i don’t f-ck with no snitches so i need to know who telling
and i need to know who they told on so i can fact check it
the alpha and omega, mobb n-gga i’m a fixture
black culture, bougie n-ggas get they b-tch took
like bad b-tches get they body shook
from jamaica ave. to the boulevard in hollywood
from the projects, nam and oslo
rocketman elton john, call me p-iano

[hook: prodigy]
yeah now i’m on my sh-t, got me on my sh-t
i’ll hit a n-gga with the clipper
and fade a n-gga real quick, see
keep me on my sh-t, wiling on that sh-t
i will ruin your life, i promise you that sh-t

[verse 2: action bronson]
swedish features through the window of a lincoln on the bell swerving
i felt certain i was born to be the best earthling
felt worthless, so many xs and circles
on my mother neck i know i serve a purpose
smoke the same sh-t that turns a normal turtle to a ninja turtle
neo-ninja doing ? on myrtle
the motherf-cker making a drug look like urkel
foreign shooters like türkoğlu
740 with the curtain and set to 1020 degrees
eyes closed switching speeds, hitting the weave
i shapeshift to a disease, attack your lung and cripple your knees
r&b chicks are twisted with ease, blitzkrieg
you still posing for your little-league pictures
i’m drinking beer straight out the pitcher
i’ll put your moms in an armbar at the bar-mitzvah
irish linen on the king
i’m guaranteed i’m gonna win another ring

[hook]

[verse 3: prodigy]
i supercede that cr-p, now b-tches want this hard sh-t
n-ggas want this crack, them songs you got that’s garbage
paralyze your ears, stop talking, this p rapping
been doing this for years, know money i keep racking, up
come with it n-gga, get beat the f-ck, up
next to me you’re chuck meat
yeah, we just committed suicide
with this swammi i get busy b; do or die
big bar champion, the henny and the rap flow
the great black shark, you just a little mackeral
my b-tch appet-te for power surp-ss yours
now imagine my thoughts while i’m alone and you paused
that’s 600 horses stomping on your neck strap
that’s me, g-leaning with the pistol on my lap
got a 3:00 your death, i could pencil you in
ya’ll n-ggas is chow, my gun fit to dig in

[hook]

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