ALC Theme lyrics

You know what that is?
Oh, that's that ALC sh*t
Yup
That A to the motherf*ckin' L to the f*ckin' C straight
Fire from the depths of hell to the f*ckin' street
A status never caught a L looking you can see
Baggin' b*tches give a hell, cause I got the G-A-level chiba
When I'm over, I'm the T-Roof, when I spit it out in the B-Oof
I get loose off the Grey Goose, mixed with the J-Oops
I be W-Allen, nobody smilin', rep the W-S-Coach, New York to Long Island
You can T-L from the J-Ump, I ain't a P-Ump
I was raised off a P-Funk, gettin' blazed and debunked
I'm C-Razy, little threats don't P-H-A's me
Pop raised me to step up to any chump that plays me
f*ck dry snitchin', droppin' D-Omp to the C-Ops
It's T-Omn and D-Rop, that classic street hop
Like C4, blow the P-Lase, the D-A, gotta throw out the case
Cause I blew the spot without a T-Race
There's no S-Toppin', I keep it poppin'
Keep wreckin' C-Hoppin' like bird sh*t, I keep D-Roppin'
Play the sideline, W-Watchin' and C-Lockin'
Cause it's my time, nobody stoppin' the B-Lockin'
I keep it poppin' type of sh*t you don't see often
I G-Off until I'm rustin' in a C-Offin'
Yeah!
Until then, nothin' can stop how we do it
To the motherf*ckin', to the f*ckin'
Fire from the depths of hell to the f*ckin'
Status never caught up, lookin' you cause
Baggin' b*tches, give them hell, cause I got the G-A
K-G-R comin' with fully lowered C-Lips
Bangin' like the C-Rips, mokin' for hollow T-Ips
Delay you in your C-Rips, the G-Rips sh*t for the G-Rips
n*ggas strictly about a C-Hips
Yappin' your scratchin' back, use a B-Hips
Bajaj can't do sh*t like that
Bajaj can't do sh*t like that
Bajaj can't do sh*t like that
Bajaj can't do sh*t like that
Bajaj can't do sh*t like that
Sensitive little C-Lips
It's K-G-R, run up on the C-R, can spark back
For metal J-Actors, n*ggas spit them all at me
Never leave these parts without S-T-R-A-V-I-N-G
See me par, you gonna need C-P-R-A-C-I-O-N
I be somewhere far, n*ggas C-A-R-D-A-S-H-I-N
For the C-Header, Duke and P-H-D-C-L-E-V-E-R
Hear me bang better than B-A-Redders
With Don P-C-N-Devors and V-8-R-E-V-E-R
And I bet you would love to put them under D-8 pressure
But you can lay it on the P-8, dramatic stretcher
Kinetic energy in this P-89, a stretcher
I bet you this sh*t won't be a big F-E-S-T-R
n*ggas better strap an Army V-S-T-R
Or get they C-H-E-S-T messed up
It's a gun, son, it's a gun
A to the motherf*ckin' L to the f*ckin' C-Straight
Fire from the depths of hell to the f*ckin' Street A
Status never caught a L, lookin' you cause C-State
Baggin' b*tches, give them hell cause I got the G-State
A, level Chiba in the L, when I'm over C
C-A-L-L
The Alchemist Slayer
The Alchemist Slayer
What is this stupid sh*t?
Yo, oh, look at this
Who's he?
Alchemist
PC
Dude kiss
Push it to your clips
Snoop Dogg
Okay