Freddie Gibbs x Alchemist - Alfredo (Discussion Thread)

[W.I.Z.E.]

Babies and shyt Lyrics

Fred

Yeah
Kane Train
Toot a lil' somethin', somethin'
Let's smoke a lil' somethin', somethin', yeah
A bytch could never (All of me)
Ha, never, bytch, yeah (All of me)
Yeah, real nikka, what's up?

My first love was football from playin' that Madden shyt
My second love was hard drugs, weed and this rappin' shyt
Heard Allah on the nights that I wasn't havin' shyt
I say my prayers but I'm rusty as fukk with Arabic
Lord, take me as I am 'cause I'm gon' come as I'm is
I might die twice if I look down and see my mama in tears

I gave her (All of me), uh
But I ain't gon' never die (All of me), uh
bytch, I could never, what's up?

I know the Lord watch over babies and fools
I did the fooly with this tool to put my babies through school
I took my last ho out the country, fukk that bytch, we ain't cool
Hit them DMs, a nikka can't swim, but I fukked her friend by the pool
'Cause she was tour p*ssy, I never needed that bytch
She cussed me out in long-ass texts, but I ain't read them shyts

She wanted (All of me)
But you could never have (All of me), haha, yeah
bytch, you could never, what's up?

Uh, James Harden, I had to take a step back from bytches and certain nikkas (Yeah)
Sometimes you slip to get the success, then you start hurtin' feelings
Used to have the hardtop, yes, now I convert the ceiling
Friends was tryna count my pockets like I don't deserve a million
bytch, I deserve a trillion
'Cause I would've did a trillion years for these nikkas
Whole bid for these nikkas

I gave 'em (All of me)
nikka, I gave the streets (All of me)
I'm fallin' back, what's up?

Machine

Look, my first love was writin' verses and rappin' bars (Yeah)
My second love was sittin' on bandos and trappin' hard (Huh?)
Hospital bed, bullet in my neck and a fractured jaw
Call it crazy, but I always knew I'd bounce back this hard (I always knew)
Who got the matte black MAC? That's to match the car (Uh-huh)
I got that 'cause I been clapped before

Gave these streets (All of me)
nikka, I gave the streets (All of me)

Uh, I'm on tour, I'm on the road just hustlin' and shyt
My baby mama cut me off, she had enough of my shyt (She sick of my shyt)
I'll Cashapp stacks every now and then, like that's enough
She like, "At least FaceTime, your babies don't see your ass enough" (You right)
Plus my older son is failin' math, that shyt ain't addin' up
I guess I ain't around bein' a dad enough, I owe my kids

(All of me)
I owe them all and know it (All of me)

Uh, for the mob, you know I give nikkas the shirt off my back
Somethin' happen to one of my nikkas, I'll be the first to attack
Air out your corner, if I miss, then we circlin' back (Brrt)
Funeral lines, Cadillacs with the hearses to match (Hearses to match)
Huh, I rep my nikkas every verse that I rap
Violate, the shots disperse from this MAC (May Block, nikka)

I gave my hood (All of me, you know what's up)
I gave my whole hood (All of me)
That's a fact, nikka

 

[Morose Polymath]

Gibbs spitting that shyt on Skinny Suge

Man, my uncle died off a overdose
And the fukked up part about that is I know I supplied the nikka that sold it
Put a pistol to my head, I was way too scared, drunk off emotions
I'm drinkin' and takin' these drugs 'cause I can't numb the pain with smokin'
Loner but I hate to be lonely
I fukk a bytch, she fall in love, but I just wanna be homies
If I fall off or get locked up she might just fukk on the homies
Most nikkas die over love for a bytch or havin' trust in they homies

 

[Escobar305]

this shyt goes

 

[smahzay]

Best intro and outro on an album in damn near decades..... All glass. gibbs mvp. Last two yrs

 

[ManBearPig]

Why Freddie and ALC set album of the decade bar so high

 

[Morose Polymath]

I need a MF Doom Freddie Gibbs

 

[muzikfrk75]

Yeah don't lose the beat muthafukka, take the garbage out

 

[SoulController]

good lord

God Is Perfect is an assault

Scottie Beam

 

[Ty-Fife]

The revolution is the genocide
Yeah, my execution might be televised
Cross nikkas like Bubba Chuck, I never gave a fukk
Hook shot a ho like Kareem, but I never leave the Bucks
Sick with the Act', me and Jack, pourin' three liters up
It hurt to say I miss you, the real ones always be leavin' us
Caught up in the moment, most nikkas foldin' or freezin' up
Sometimes it be your own damn homies, Judas set Jesus up
Yeah, the revolution is the genocide
Made a sex tape with your bytch, that p*ssy televised
Thug nikka with some exotic dreams, erotic dreams
fukkin' hella thots, but I really want me a Scottie Beam
shyt was different when Mike left and it was Scottie team
Ex won't take me back, without me, the bytch wouldn't have got a ring
Yeah, the revolution is the genocide

 

[yourgod]

Waited 10 years for this and these doods delivered! Just need that Hall/Nash joint with al, the roc and alc, and a benny project and im good for the next 10

 

[Ethnic Vagina Finder]

3 songs in. So far so good.

Good weed and yack music

Alchemist as been on a run lately. The way he reinvented his sound/style is impressive.

 

[T.H.E. Goat]

Why they have to make Frank Lucas so goddamn hardbody

 

[Ethnic Vagina Finder]

I'm a sucker for old school 70's/80's sounds so this album is

 

[Ironman]

Diving in now

 

[TheDarceKnight]

All Glass grew on me. Some of the hardest bars on the entire album. Those violent lines over those church organs. It's almost got Just Blaze/PSA vibes. And that vocal sample that comes in at the end of each verse? And the Breaking Bad sample at the end?

fukkin' Gibbs went out with a bang on that joint.