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The Alchemist

Track 77 of 15

The Alchemist

Heavy Is the Head

Ascendant, Wordplay-Dense, Regal. Dust into gold, and the weight of wearing the crown.

About This Track

Multi-syllabic rhyme and antanaclasis stacked over technical piano and highlife groove. A man who turned rejection into direction, counting the difference between praying for peace and praying for a piece.

Lyrics

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I navigate the pessimism, looking for a mechanism

To break out of the prison that was mental, pure schism

They view the glory, but they ignore the gory

Details of the story, acting like they did it for me

I'm battling my paranoia, waiting for a lawyer

Or a demon to destroy ya, karma is a faithful employer

I wear the mask, a bad actor, removing every factor

That could cause a disaster, I'm the master and the pastor

Preaching to myself in the mirror 'til the vision gets clearer

The summit is getting nearer, but the atmosphere is sheerer

Hard to breathe when you're ascending, no pretending

Just a happy ending pending, while my spirit is mending.

They told me to watch my back

Now they look at the watch, see the time that I track

They told me to get a grip

Now I pack a grip for the private trip

They claimed they were right, and I was left behind

Now I'm living right, writing cheques with the left, never mind.

I turn the dust into gold, I'm an Alchemist

Calculated risk, check the list, I simply don't exist

In the same realm as you

I pay the cost, you count the loss

I see the bridge, you burn the cross

Heavy is the head that wears the crown

But my neck is strong, I never look down

(Never look down!)

See, the difference is the angle of the view

I see the morning, they see the mourning of the crew

I make a move, they make a move-ie just to fake it

I want to make it, they want to make it break so they can take it

I pray for the peace, they pray for the piece of the pie

I look them in the eye, they lie and say "I"

I seek the trust, they seek the trust fund, babies

I deal with facts, they dealing with the maybes

I raise the bar, they try to bar the way

I seize the day, they cease to pray

It's a different constitution, a different evolution

I bring the solution, they bring the pollution!

I grew up feeling like a minor, working for a miner

Digging in the dirt, now I'm eating in a diner

Looking at the menu, buying out the venue

Tell me what did then you? Nothing, continue.

I treated the rejection like a holy interjection

A direction for protection, moving in a new section

I don't lack skill, I lack the patience for the fake

I don't want the slice, I'm coming for the bakery to bake!

From the bottom of the barrel to the captain of the ship

I tightened up the grip, never let the ego slip

My mother prayed for days, turning haze into rays

Navigating through the maze, set the galaxy ablaze

I'm the author and the scribe, I dictate the vibe

I don't need a tribe, I don't need a bribe

I just need the pen, turn the one into a ten

Never going back again, tell me who, tell me when?

Nobody.

I turn the dust into gold, I'm an Alchemist

Calculated risk, check the list, I simply don't exist

In the same realm as you

I pay the cost, you count the loss

I see the bridge, you burn the cross

Heavy is the head that wears the crown

But my neck is strong, I never look down

(Never look down!)

I pray for the peace.

You pray for the piece.

That is the difference.

We are not the same.

Alchemist.

AscendantWordplay-DenseRegaland the weight of wearing the crown