The Alchemist

Yo... where's my draw... I can't find my draw.... No, that's Paul's draw... I don't want Paul's draw, I want my draw

Yes, Mystikal, back in position

Known thru time as the metaphysician

You hear my words but the message is hidden

Like Jeffrey Archer being fcuked by the wardens in the prison

Travelling thru time on a golden BMX

Cruising dimensions on a never ending vortex

I went to the future and this what I saw

Charlie Ferris was Prime Minister and he'd legalised draw

Whoa... I'm the alchemist, I'm the illegal alchemist

I'm the alchemist in Newport

I said, "One, two, three..."

This shit is called Alchemy

Turning stuff into gold you see

Then sell it on for the GLC

Em Why Ess Tee Eye Kay Ay to the Ell

Like Paul McKenna I'll put you under my spell

Gold chain around my neck and a Celtic Tattoo

Sweet herbs and spices and Medieval glue

I taught Einstein how to bust the rhyme

I had four bongs but he had nine

Alchemy and draw, the magic equation

Chalked on stone floors, with a brief explanation

2000 years of traveling thru time

Melting down gold and busting the rhymes

My gold shines and I sold Shakespeare speed

And showed Dylan Thomas how to smoke the weed

Whoa... I'm the alchemist, I'm the illegal alchemist

I'm the alchemist in Newport

You knows it, Spa.

Like King Midas, spraying his fluid

Dressed like Cadfael, and known as the druid

I saw Queen Victoria being fcuked by a stallion

I'll melt down your sovereigns and make a medallion

24-carat gold bad young brother

Word, to your Daddy, your sister and your Mother

Step closer unto the etheric plane

My name is Mystikal, ye Oldie Lookin' Chain