Supply The Alchemist (Ft. MC Eiht & Spice 1)

[Intro: MC Eiht]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah!
Yeah! We keep it hood
Uh-huh

[Verse 1: MC Eiht]
I started off real young in the backseat
Had dreams of probably being an athlete
Moms pray Sundays, still Pops was hard-head
You dabble in the drug trade, that's what she said
Now I'm my brother's keeper, Pop's bed shook
Product of the hood, fingerprint in book
In the hood on the corner when the vehicles pass
Sometimes enemies rolled and blast
Cash rules everything, hit your hood, rat
The hood took me on the bluе rag and all that
Drive-by music, loud funky worm
Backseat shooter, now hе high off shr'ms
Left turn, one time in some high beams
Couple shots, "Fuck you!"s and some loud screams
Just another day, that's what it all seems
Nightmares get to waking 'cause bad dreams

[Chorus: MC Eiht]
Yeah, the hood got me under steel
Trap a nigga in, G-Loc, sure will
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Trap a nigga in, G-Loc, sure will