Congratulations, You Lose Gangrene

[Intro: The Alchemist]
Yeah, yeah
Check me out
Let me see what I got here

[Verse 1: The Alchemist]
Dick in my duffle, got plenty style
Put this whole shit on my back and walk many miles
Play sudoku on your face with a razor and spill the ketchup out
The only way I know how to send a message out
Slingin foot in my Bally shoe and you stretched it out
Beloved, that's a bad fit
Chewin a matchstick, I’ll spike the punch and send you on a bad trip
That’s not a microdose, when it’s time for me to recite, I hold a microphone
Close to my throat right here, draped in a robe
Like Isaac Hayes when he was Black Moses
Flickin ashes, smokin opposition packages in a massive dosage
I floated here on a magic carpet
Say my name on a record makes you an automatic target
Now I gotta take out the garbage, just gettin started
Now it's time to make my impression felt
Gettin fat, need to add a notch on my Versace leather belt
Won’t give a fuck, I let my nuts hang
Then fly low like a dust plane, bustdowns dangle out the Mustang
Use a shirt to wipe off the rust stain then continue busting
Speed in the foreign, Neosporin to make the cuts sting