Alchemy
This one's for all my people
Street life or underneath steeples
This one's for all my vatos
This one's for all my preachers
This one's for all my teachers
This one's for all my students
This one's for all my people
This one's for all my people
We ask if they hate
They say they got something
They act like they straight
We still go one hundred
Drop a beat and I'm definitely
Killing it, there's no stopping me
Got proletariat family
My brown folk labor with their hands and feet
Huh, yeah, huh, yeah
When will the government work for us?
All we looking for is justice
Justice for my family 'cause apparently they aliens
The government don't treat us right
But raza don't go with no fight
And this is all I see
Keep a brown man down like a syndrome
Take his money and education
Breaking every tie and relation
Feed him into passionate vices
Having them hittin' their wives and
Neglecting all of their children
Forty hours, life's worth a paycheck
Can you take a rain check on my patience while you hatin'?
I'mma go ahead and do you better
I'mma stack my chips, I'mma stack my cheddar
I'mma reinvest, I'mma buy me a guero
Accountant, lawyer, and a little bit ghetto
Stock markets gonna meet the hood
Institutions gonna say what's good?
Buy me some houses and make me a flip
Seal some CD's with Bill Gates profits
We gon' milk it, aint no stoppin'
Put my family on a payroll
401 like K's my favorite letter
I'm gonna sue when I get offended, I just might settle
Build some restaurants in rich neighborhoods
Build some schools and all that Jazz
Learn to flip and learn to rap
Invest in children to build up more
4.0's is easy math
Divide and conquer all of that
Always add but never subtract
Leave hope inside of my will
Hope to have a brown folk one day on a U.S. dollar bill
Huh
I ain't done yet
Alchemy
Turning my people to chemistry
Beautiful people my diamond rings
This is my royalty
Shhh your reality
Iris is everything
Feeling my gravity
Dangerous intellect
Life is my poetry
I live it lavishly
Becomes my vocabulary
Transcending and molding
The pearl unfolding
Mmcht
Transcending and molding
The pearl unfolding
The magic unfolding
Perfection unfolding
A spirit is morphing
A mind is now forming
From holes in the socks
Kool-Aid on the rocks
Daddy punching pieces of paper for property
Powerful enough to plow passion
A W-2 is what they asking?
I'm flipping the script
Turned paper into grips and fists
Made sure I stack my fish and chips
That's one bad chick and too few elastics
This one's for all my people
Street life or underneath steeples
This one's for all my vatos
This one's for all my preachers
This one's for all my teachers
This one's for all my students
This one's for all my people
This one's for all my people, huh
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I got my foot on they neck
I got my boots on they neck
I got my Chucks on they neck
Everyone knows who's next
I got my foot on they neck
I got my boots on they neck
I got my Chucks on they neck
Everyone knows who's next
I got my foot on they neck
I got my boots on they neck
I got my Chucks on they neck
I got my Vans on they neck
I got my foot on they neck
Everyone knows who's next
Everyone knows who's next
Everyone knows who's next
Street life or underneath steeples
This one's for all my vatos
This one's for all my preachers
This one's for all my teachers
This one's for all my students
This one's for all my people
This one's for all my people
We ask if they hate
They say they got something
They act like they straight
We still go one hundred
Drop a beat and I'm definitely
Killing it, there's no stopping me
Got proletariat family
My brown folk labor with their hands and feet
Huh, yeah, huh, yeah
When will the government work for us?
All we looking for is justice
Justice for my family 'cause apparently they aliens
The government don't treat us right
But raza don't go with no fight
And this is all I see
Keep a brown man down like a syndrome
Take his money and education
Breaking every tie and relation
Feed him into passionate vices
Having them hittin' their wives and
Neglecting all of their children
Forty hours, life's worth a paycheck
Can you take a rain check on my patience while you hatin'?
I'mma go ahead and do you better
I'mma stack my chips, I'mma stack my cheddar
I'mma reinvest, I'mma buy me a guero
Accountant, lawyer, and a little bit ghetto
Stock markets gonna meet the hood
Institutions gonna say what's good?
Buy me some houses and make me a flip
Seal some CD's with Bill Gates profits
We gon' milk it, aint no stoppin'
Put my family on a payroll
401 like K's my favorite letter
I'm gonna sue when I get offended, I just might settle
Build some restaurants in rich neighborhoods
Build some schools and all that Jazz
Learn to flip and learn to rap
Invest in children to build up more
4.0's is easy math
Divide and conquer all of that
Always add but never subtract
Leave hope inside of my will
Hope to have a brown folk one day on a U.S. dollar bill
Huh
I ain't done yet
Alchemy
Turning my people to chemistry
Beautiful people my diamond rings
This is my royalty
Shhh your reality
Iris is everything
Feeling my gravity
Dangerous intellect
Life is my poetry
I live it lavishly
Becomes my vocabulary
Transcending and molding
The pearl unfolding
Mmcht
Transcending and molding
The pearl unfolding
The magic unfolding
Perfection unfolding
A spirit is morphing
A mind is now forming
From holes in the socks
Kool-Aid on the rocks
Daddy punching pieces of paper for property
Powerful enough to plow passion
A W-2 is what they asking?
I'm flipping the script
Turned paper into grips and fists
Made sure I stack my fish and chips
That's one bad chick and too few elastics
This one's for all my people
Street life or underneath steeples
This one's for all my vatos
This one's for all my preachers
This one's for all my teachers
This one's for all my students
This one's for all my people
This one's for all my people, huh
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I got my foot on they neck
I got my boots on they neck
I got my Chucks on they neck
Everyone knows who's next
I got my foot on they neck
I got my boots on they neck
I got my Chucks on they neck
Everyone knows who's next
I got my foot on they neck
I got my boots on they neck
I got my Chucks on they neck
I got my Vans on they neck
I got my foot on they neck
Everyone knows who's next
Everyone knows who's next
Everyone knows who's next
Credits
Writer(s): Sergio López
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