Muffler Lung Gangrene

[Verse 1: The Alchemist]
They categorize the way that I'm rappin' as classical
Pop out a hole and I'm smashin' your dome like I'm playin' a game of Whac-a-Mole
Two Phillies together, I fill 'em with lettuce like tuna inside of a casserole
I'ma steamroller you flat like the seat when I fly international
One nation under God with liberty and justice
Attachments on the musket, I fiddle the adjustments
Two mill' on the neck so they grill me at customs
On the A-Team like B.A. Baracus, big paper pockets
Feast your eyeballs on all the spoils when I fishbowl and get major optics
Might as well go in the booth, remove you from your duty and shoot a movie
Heat up the jets in a Jacuzzi, I'm gettin' groovy
Rappers already know the outcome when they steppin' to me
Ever since this Lord put this breath into me, I'm collectin' everything that's destined to me
Count your blessings, man your battleship and mount your weapons
Muffler lung, I'm blowin' smoke to the heavens and throwin' sevens

[Interlude]
Muffler lungs, haha
Take a X-ray, nigga
Muffler? Muffler lung

[Refrain: The Alchemist]
Ayo, I got smoke, you got smoke
We could all smoke 'til the lungs get broke
Smoke 'til the lungs get broke
We could all smoke 'til the lungs get broke