Alchemist - 2

We gon' get it by any means, baby, fuck the law

And so it starts with the sound of a pistol
I'll keep it simple, clean as a whistle
Then let's go, emotions were like clouds when the wind blows
Let it be anchored by breath, clear as crystal

Wrestle with this while they stress me to death
Guess I've been blessed but the mind's such a mess
It's what mom said 'fore we laid her to rest
I mean the blessed bit, but I gotta digress
Now I'm running this path and I don't know where it goes
Everybody lied to us since 'fore it was wrong
These leaders ain't leading, done sold their soul
And ask of us things that no man should condone

We gon' get it by any means, baby, fuck the law

I ain't trying to be perfect and I ain't trying to preach
But I seem so clear when watching Mac like the deep
Heard the words, "Eat the rich", man, I'm dying to feast
You rather live on your knees or rather die on your feet
Playing their sheep, sheep play like they men
When did life turn to a big ol' game of pretend?
God forgive me, see these ol' knees don't bend
Tryna play these silly games come to an end

I pour another drink, a toast to the fallen
Time catches all from the great to the small
And cheers to my peers, no tears shall be shed
May you know the grace of heaven 'fore the devil knows you're dead

We gon' get it by any means, baby, fuck the law

What do you mean, respect the law?
By any means, baby, fuck the law
What do you mean, respect the law?
By any means, baby, fuck the law
What do you mean, respect the law?
By any means, baby, fuck the law