You Should Join the Army Gangrene

[Intro: The Alchemist]
Gangrene army
Gangrene army
Gangrene army (Yeah)
Gangrene army (Come on, fuck outta here)
Uh, yeah

[Verse 1: The Alchemist]
Who the fuck want what? Move funny
I got 150 ways to leave the cuts on your face all bloody
Skip through the gutter, my shoes all muddy
Blew money on all of my sons, they grew off of me
Thought the blitz was a starter pistol then it blew off dummies
I back him down, he started yapping wild
Silencer around the MAC, make sure the pack isn’t loud
And I don’t clap at clouds, pack a crowd into the max amount
Money coming in likе it’s flowing from out a fountain
Made a molehill from a mountain, you know nothin about this
Just a little whippеrsnapper, I save my lines and the pickup after
I’ve sunken the whip and the drip is dapper
I’m trapped inside a baggage
Sticking the Romanelli jacket, flipping the package
Don’t get dipped in acid, body wrapped in bits of plastic
It’s graphic, not a “pull a rabbit from out a hat” trick
I’m surrounded by bad habits