The Alchemist Cookbook Page #3

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Yo, you can't

be here right now.

Please tell me that's not...

Nigga, you got a dead

possum in this motherf***er.

Cortez, what are

you doing here?

Yo, what the f***

are you doing here, nigga?

Got all this voodoo

sh*t up in here,

the devil stars and sh*t.

Nigga, you trippin'.

Uncle Ron'll f*** you up,

if he saw this sh*t, man.

Yo, where that

bologna at, nigga?

Hungry as f***, dog.

Yo, you can't

be here right now.

Nigga, I need to

be here right now.

Why? What's going on?

What's this?

Nigga, Martel f***ed up, dog.

What do you mean?

F***in' stole some sh*t

from some big motherf***er.

Now, I'm out here, runnin'

from them niggas, man.

Yo, you can't be here!

Yo, I gotta be here.

Chill, it's all right.

They'll f***in' follow you!

They not gonna follow me.

I made sure, sh*t.

Where the bread at?

You gotta go.

I can't go.

Are you listening, sh*t?

Help a nigga out.

Where the bread?

Get out.

I'm not goin' nowhere, nigga.

Chill.

You all right.

Ain't nobody gonna come

lookin' for me here.

Nobody know we out here.

It's cool, damn.

I made sure.

Where yo bread at?

F***in' hungry dog, sh*t.

You gotta go.

Nigga, you trippin'.

Damn, where the bread at?

Cortez, this is my

f***in' place now.

Nigga, this ain't your,

it's our place, remember?

It's mine now.

No, it's not.

You really gonna put me

out over some dumb sh*t?

I'm here. Chill.

Ah, yes. Nigga.

You want a sandwich?

Cortez, just get the f*** out.

Nigga, I'm 'bout

to eat this sandwich,

and you gon' shut the f*** up.

Chill.

Sh*t.

'Bout to f*** this

sh*t up, nigga.

Damn, love this sh*t.

F***in' leave.

You serious?

Leave.

You gon' pull a

f***in' knife on me?

You crazy, nigga?

What the f*** is wrong wit' you?

You a killer now?

Huh?

Merckin' animals

and sh*t, I'm next?

I'm your next victim?

You gonna sacrifice me, nigga?

You goin' to hell

for this sh*t, dog.

You know that?

Well, it'll be worth it.

What?

You f***in' losin' it, nigga.

You hear me?

Yo mind is fried, all right?

You need to chill

with that sh*t.

Losin' it.

You f***in' losin' it, dog!

All right.

And you f***in' owe me, nigga.

Come up here, lookin' out,

checkin' out for you, nigga.

Makin' sure you not dead.

You gon' pull a knife on me?

F*** you, nigga.

I'm yo blood.

Get out.

F*** you, man.

Get out.

You know what,

f*** yo groceries.

Next time I see you,

I'mma f*** you up.

There you go, buddy.

Here.

There you go.

F***.

Cortez!

Cortez!

F*** you!

Is this what you do for me?

Kill a f***in' animal for you,

and this what you do for me?

F***in' some bullshit.

Bullshit.

F***in' bullshit.

Who's there?!

What up, nigga?

Cortez?

F***.

Let's f***in' party, dog.

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