As a teen, Al began to identify strongly with the rebellious lyrics and urban sounds of hip-hop, and he began writing his own lyrics as a creative outlet. He joined up with other like-minded artists who wrote lyrics and rebelled strongly against their "uptight" suburban surroundings, among whom were Shifty Shellshock of Crazy Town, Evidence of Dilated Peoples and Scott Caan, son of James Caan. They would often hang out in urban areas of Los Angeles and participated in typical teenage rebellious activities like partying, smoking marijuana, and general mischief.
Al and Scott decided to become a duo named The Whooliganz. While rhyming at a party in L.A., they attracted the attention of B-Real of Cypress Hill. He invited the teens to join his crew, The Soul Assassins, which also included the groups House of Pain and Funkdoobiest. In 1993, the Whooliganz released their first single, "Put Your Handz Up." The song received little radio airplay and their record label, Tommy Boy Records, decided to shelve their album. Rejected, Scott focused his creative energy on acting while Al became interested in process of making hip-hop beats.
DJ Muggs took Al under his wing and taught him how to use a sampler and mixing board. After helping to produce a few tracks for Cypress Hill, Al became the main producer for his childhood friend, Evidence and his group Dilated Peoples. When Dilated debuted in 1998, they were an underground sensation creating a huge buzz about the man behind those incredible beats.
In 1999, Muggs introduced Al to his good friends, the popular hip-hop group Mobb Deep. Al produced two songs for their Murda Muzik album. Impressed by his production skills and street smarts, Mobb Deep took him under their wing, using his beats on all their subsequent albums. As Alchemist's profile increased, he went on to produce for many of hip hop's most successful and prominent artists, such as Nas, Fat Joe, Jadakiss, Ghostface Killah and Snoop Dogg. He has also remixed songs for bands and artists in other genres such as Linkin Park and Morcheeba. Al stayed loyal to his old friends, continuing to produce for Dilated, Cypress Hill, Everlast (formerly of House of Pain) and Crazy Town. He also enjoys producing for lesser-known underground rappers, often giving them some of his best beats. In 2004, 11 years after his rapping career folded, The Alchemist returned with his long-awaited debut album, "1st Infantry." The album yielded the hit single "Hold You Down" (featuring Prodigy, Illa Ghee, and Nina Sky), which hit number ninety-five on the Billboard Hot 100 in 2005.
Alchemist was the official tour DJ for Eminem on his 2005 Anger Management 3 Tour, replacing the recently-ousted DJ Green Lantern. However on July 13, 2005, the tour bus carrying Eminem's entourage (including rapper Stat Quo as well as Alchemist) swerved off the road and turned over. Alchemist was treated for broken ribs and a collapsed lung.
The Alchemist is one of the music producers behind the video game Grand Theft Auto: Chinatown Wars released by Rockstar Games. He was also on Tim Westwood TV, when Eminem, Royce Da 5'9" and Mr. Porter freestyled. During an interview with Worldwide Conspiracy Radio, The Alchemist revealed he would be dropping a 2-part project with fellow West Coast producer Oh No entitled Gangrene, the first to be released in July, the second in November, both on Decon. Alchemist was also the DJ for the Eminem set on the BBC1 chat-show Jonathan Ross on June 4, 2010.
Alchemist is Eminem's official DJ, since DJ Green Lantern departed from Shady Records in 2005 because of a dispute related to the feud of 50 Cent and Jadakiss. In 2006, Eminem released a collaboration album with Shady Records called Eminem Presents: The Re-Up. Since the Alchemist is his official DJ, he produced some of the tracks on the mixtape, as well as compiling the album in a mixtape fashion. On December 18, 2013, he was named the runner-up for Producer of the Year by HipHopDX.
Judas
The Alchemist Lyrics
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I gotta change the rear
I said fuck off
Ayo
Ayo
Fuck these niggas, yo
Ayo
Dome-ass nigga, these ain't coming out
Niggas tying rope around your fam, yo
With shooters so high the nigga won't land, yo
Wrist a hundred grand, yo
All gold stove every wall got a Van Gogh
Whipped the work, so incredible
Fiend got the pack bit it open like it's edible, Lord
Sb skater on a hater
Phantom on Fairfax, they thought I was a Laker
Don't get embarrassed by the merits
Murals of Paris, I ain't never been to Paris (never)
Murals of Phoenix, I ain't never been to Phoenix (never)
And Tom Ford suits on Bobby "The Brain" Heenan
Boston crab, the whole slab
Before I go broke, I'll get the mac and the mask
Over the baby crib, my nigga where the stash at
My man killed his family, killed himself and smoked a bad batch
Woo, this Margiela on Mad Max
Purge a bitch, titties look fake plus ass fat
Woo, niggas doubted, now they pay homage
New deal with money to send my kids' kids' to college
Ayo, do the knowledge
Ayo, peace to Knxwledge
You niggas garbage
Fuck y'all niggas, man
Niggas ain't shit, man
Yeah, these niggas garbage
Uh, the Fendi monster shit for me and my conglomerate
I heard a lot of niggas spit, but nobody that's dominant
Nobody that's consistent and that's obvious
The music speak for itself
And plus I got murals in other continents (that's me, nigga)
Most of these rap niggas living in they momma's shit
They pushing forty and broke, the safety on the 40 is broke
Uh, I blic until you lose consciousness (uh-huh)
High school dropout spitting like I got a doctorate degree
I'm what's popping, bitch, you opposite of me
2016 nobody dropping hotter shit than me
You see I dotted my I's and now I got it to a tee
My goons love me so much, they wanna body shit for free
Like, fuck the (them my niggas, man)
Fuck the bag, they don't need it
They just wanna squeeze and leave you deceased, at least a paraplegic
Hit in my head and walked the 'spital, please believe it (uh)
Like three days later, now they're comparing me to Jesus
I walked on water, nigga, I made the blind see
Turned water to champagne, twelve shooters behind me
Those my disciples, all me verses on a God-level, nigga
You should find those in the Bible, look (talk to 'em)
I don't think no rapper can fuck with me (uh-uh)
Nigga feel different, tell him to get in touch with me
Rap shit, street shit, come and see what's up with me (what's poppin', nigga?)
Fifty round sticks just to air out your fuckery (brrt)
Bloaw, bloaw
Wanna try the red one?
The red one's even better
Let me smell it
It's like that shit we were drinking in Paris
Let me try it, hold on
It's not mouthwash
No, but you wanna aerate it a little bit
But it's like putting fucking, uh, shot
Well, taste it first, see if you like it
I don't like it, send me, see what else you guys got
Do you like it? It's a little funky
It is weird
It is, right?
It's mad unfiltered, you like?
Pour it up, just pour it
The lyrics of "Judas" by The Alchemist feat. Westside Gunn & Conway are divided into three verses, with multiple artists taking turns to deliver their verses. The overall theme of the song revolves around the artists' self-confidence, braggadocio, and their disdain for those they perceive as lesser than them.
In the first verse, the lyrics depict a violent scene where someone is shot and left for dead. The imagery of tying a rope around someone's family alludes to the idea of holding their loved ones hostage. The lyrics also boast about wealth and luxury, with references to expensive wrist accessories and a gold stove. The next lines mention the incredible quality of their drugs, describing how a fiend eagerly opens the pack. However, the lyrics take a darker turn when they mention a friend who killed his family and himself due to drugs.
The second verse delves into the accomplishments and dominance of the rapper. He claims to have murals in different continents and disses other rappers who still live with their mothers. The lyrics emphasize his lyrical skills and hard-hitting delivery. He compares himself to Jesus, highlighting supposed miracles he has performed by metaphorically walking on water and turning water into champagne. The verse ends with a threat of violence and how his crew is willing to harm others for free.
The final verse continues the boastful tone, with the rapper asserting his superiority and challenging anyone to challenge him. He claims to be unmatched in both rap and street endeavors, boasting of his fifty-round sticks (guns) to deal with any opposition.
Overall, "Judas" showcases the arrogance and self-assuredness of the artists, displaying their confidence, wealth, and disregard for others perceived as beneath them.
Line by Line Meaning
Take a walk
Go away, I need to handle my business
I gotta change the rear
I need to make some changes to improve my situation
I said fuck off
I don't care about your opinion or presence
Ayo
Listen up, pay attention
Fuck these niggas, yo
I have no respect for these individuals
Three shots left his stomach out
I shot him three times and his abdomen was severely damaged
Dome-ass nigga, these ain't coming out
I shot him in the head, the bullets won't be removed easily
Niggas tying rope around your fam, yo
People are threatening your family, putting them in danger
With shooters so high the nigga won't land, yo
My hired gunmen are intoxicated, making them unpredictable and dangerous
Wrist a hundred grand, yo
I'm wearing an expensive watch worth $100,000
All gold stove every wall got a Van Gogh
My kitchen is adorned with gold and decorated with Van Gogh paintings
Whipped the work, so incredible
I skillfully prepared and cooked drugs that were of exceptional quality
Fiend got the pack bit it open like it's edible, Lord
The drug addict eagerly ripped open the drug package, consuming it as if it were food
Sb skater on a hater
I ride a skateboard, confidently skating past those who oppose me
Phantom on Fairfax, they thought I was a Laker
Driving a luxury car on Fairfax Avenue, people mistook me for a famous basketball player
Don't get embarrassed by the merits
Do not overlook or disregard my achievements and qualities
Murals of Paris, I ain't never been to Paris (never)
There are paintings of Paris on the walls, even though I have never been there
Murals of Phoenix, I ain't never been to Phoenix (never)
There are paintings of Phoenix on the walls, even though I have never been there
And Tom Ford suits on Bobby 'The Brain' Heenan
I wear expensive Tom Ford suits like the famous wrestling manager Bobby 'The Brain' Heenan
Boston crab, the whole slab
Applying a painful wrestling hold, dominating the entire situation
Before I go broke, I'll get the mac and the mask
Rather than facing financial ruin, I will resort to violence and robbery
Over the baby crib, my nigga where the stash at
I keep my hidden goods and money above the baby's crib
My man killed his family, killed himself and smoked a bad batch
My associate committed a horrific act, murdering his family, himself, and unknowingly consuming tainted drugs
Woo, this Margiela on Mad Max
I proudly wear expensive Maison Margiela clothing, resembling the chaotic world of Mad Max
Purge a bitch, titties look fake plus ass fat
Eliminate an untrustworthy woman, who has artificially enhanced breasts and a large buttocks
Woo, niggas doubted, now they pay homage
Those who once doubted me now show respect and admiration
New deal with money to send my kids' kids' to college
I secured a lucrative contract that will provide financial security for future generations of my family
Ayo, do the knowledge
Listen and learn, acquire wisdom
Ayo, peace to Knxwledge
Shout-out and respect to musician Knxwledge
You niggas garbage
You all are worthless and untalented
Fuck y'all niggas, man
I have intense disdain and disrespect for all of you
Niggas ain't shit, man
These individuals are worthless and insignificant
Yeah, these niggas garbage
Indeed, these individuals have no value or talent
Uh, the Fendi monster shit for me and my conglomerate
I wear luxurious Fendi clothing, representing my powerful group or organization
I heard a lot of niggas spit, but nobody that's dominant
I have listened to many rappers, but none of them possess true dominance or superiority
Nobody that's consistent and that's obvious
None of them display consistent skill and talent, it is quite evident
The music speak for itself
My music stands out and speaks volumes without needing explanation
And plus I got murals in other continents (that's me, nigga)
Additionally, there are paintings of me in various parts of the world, signifying my global influence and recognition
Most of these rap niggas living in they momma's shit
Many of these rappers are still dependent on their mothers for shelter and support
They pushing forty and broke, the safety on the 40 is broke
They are nearing forty years old and financially destitute, even their firearm is malfunctioning
Uh, I blic until you lose consciousness (uh-huh)
I shoot repeatedly until you lose consciousness or become incapacitated
High school dropout spitting like I got a doctorate degree
I may have dropped out of high school, but my rap skills are on par with someone who holds a doctorate degree
I'm what's popping, bitch, you opposite of me
I am the current trend and popular figure, while you are the complete opposite
2016 nobody dropping hotter shit than me
In the year 2016, no one was releasing more impressive and highly acclaimed music than me
You see I dotted my I's and now I got it to a tee
I meticulously completed all the necessary details, resulting in absolute perfection
My goons love me so much, they wanna body shit for free
My loyal associates care for me deeply, being willing to commit violent acts without any compensation
Like, fuck the (them my niggas, man)
Disregard any opposition or hostility towards them, they are my trusted crew
Fuck the bag, they don't need it
Material possessions and wealth are of no importance to them
They just wanna squeeze and leave you deceased, at least a paraplegic
All they desire is to harm and kill, potentially leaving their victims disabled
Hit in my head and walked the 'spital, please believe it (uh)
Despite being shot in the head, I managed to walk into the hospital, proving my resilience and determination
Like three days later, now they're comparing me to Jesus
Just days after this incident, people are already drawing comparisons between my survival and the resurrection of Jesus
I walked on water, nigga, I made the blind see
I metaphorically achieved the impossible, performing miracles and enlightening those who were previously ignorant
Turned water to champagne, twelve shooters behind me
I transformed something ordinary into an extravagant indulgence, being protected and supported by a group of trusted gunmen
Those my disciples, all me verses on a God-level, nigga
They are like my followers or disciples, as every verse I deliver is on a supreme and divine level
You should find those in the Bible, look (talk to 'em)
My lyrical prowess is so exceptional that it should be referenced and studied, just like biblical teachings
I don't think no rapper can fuck with me (uh-uh)
I firmly believe that no other rapper can compete or surpass my skills
Nigga feel different, tell him to get in touch with me
If anyone disagrees or holds a different opinion, they can directly contact me to address their concerns
Rap shit, street shit, come and see what's up with me (what's poppin', nigga?)
Whether it's rap music or street activities, come and witness the reality of my lifestyle and capabilities
Fifty round sticks just to air out your fuckery (brrt)
I possess powerful firearms with fifty rounds, using them to eliminate and expose your deceitful actions
Bloaw, bloaw
Sound of gunfire
Wanna try the red one?
Would you like to taste the red wine?
The red one's even better
The red wine is of superior quality
Let me smell it
Allow me to experience the scent of the wine
It's like that shit we were drinking in Paris
This wine reminds me of the alcohol we consumed in Paris
Let me try it, hold on
Give me a moment to taste it
It's not mouthwash
This is not a product used for oral hygiene
No, but you wanna aerate it a little bit
No, but you should let the wine breathe by swirling it in the glass
But it's like putting fucking, uh, shot
By aerating it, it's sort of like taking a shot of liquor
Well, taste it first, see if you like it
Before judging, have a sip to determine if you enjoy the flavor
I don't like it, send me, see what else you guys got
I am not satisfied with this wine, bring me another option to try
Do you like it? It's a little funky
Are you fond of the wine? It has a unique and unusual taste
It is weird
Indeed, it is strange
It is, right?
Don't you agree that it's peculiar?
It's mad unfiltered, you like?
The wine is heavily unfiltered, do you find that appealing?
Pour it up, just pour it
Go ahead and serve the wine, simply pour it into a glass
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network
Written by: ALAN MAMAN
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Rello612 K
I'm speechless on the beat...Run that shit back
Aaron Jones
Uncle Al
roebusone730
This beat is 🔥🔥🔥🔥
willie winston
Ahhhhh man smh......💯
Rello612 K
.......Stank face through the whole damn song....
Aaron Jones
Thanks for acknowledging pure hip hop
Aaron Jones
My wife is tired of me repeating this shit
Rickie Johnson
Same here lol
Anni.kalaschnikova
😂🙏🏼✊🏼
David King
I just bang it on solo errand runs 😄