Voodoo Songtext
von The Alchemist feat. Action Bronson

"I′m all alone, I come to this big black-and-gold death Benz
The windows are rolled down, the inside has--"
"Rough Leather?"
"That's wh-- You want to tell them my dream, man?
"No, it′s fine"
"--two of the flyest girls you ever wanna see, man..."


I am my own religion, you can wear me on your neck
I might take a shit and wipe my ass with a rap check
The Captain because I lead by example
Alone smoking wax in a room full of candles
Haitian lady, poke a doll with the needle
Ayo, the bitch kind of resembles Don Cheadle
I'm like a blonde Seagull, twist the rubies in my aunt's regal
Drinking Parmesan, watching Home Alone
Even when I′m home alone, I always hold the chrome
Cause they come from out of nowhere, trying to pull your cord
They flee off in a blue-ish Ford, put two in the door
Never ruin the raw
Run in the tunnels from the two or the four-train in broad day
Your silly rabbit rhymes are foreplay
I cop a 50-bag with short change
You can see my mom′s reflection in a Sport-Range
Shit, it's voodoo

It′s voodoo It started raining out of nowhere
I let the flare off, it almost burned my fucking hair off
Science forbid, Jamaican girls be eyeing the kid
She weighed 275, she could've played the d-line
For the Bengals, we danced the Tango-Tango
I sing a jingle, now the beamer slammed like Kurt Angle
Curse out the window at a cunt that tried to cut me off
I hit her window with a fried rice and duck sauce

It′s voodoo, you're doodoo
Stash the acid in the asshole of a German Poodle
Uh, sacrifice the motherfucking chicken
It′s voodoo

"Now I want you to set set up right here."
"No--"
"I want you behind the garbage can. Wait for my instructions."
"Where, where. No!"
"Do you understand me or not?!"
"No I don't, I don't!"
"What are we gonna do, what are we gonna do?!"


So what I′m saying is the armored truck arrives about 7 sharp
Wear the dress and wear the wig
Light one cig then wait for my instructions
If you listen, we′ll be skating through customs eating muffins
Tropical discussion, you can see your reflection up in my Duncans, Shit I go nuts
And I'm not fat, I′m only robust
Crash the jeep into your crib until it blows up

Uh, till it blows up
Crash the jeep into your crib until it blows up
Motherfucker, till it blows up
It's voodoo