Goldie Lookin Chain - The Alchemist lyrics

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 sh** 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