Boldy James & The Alchemist – “Turpentine/Steel Wool” [Lyrics, Video]

Boldy James & The Alchemist - Turpentine/Steel Wool

& premiere a co-video for two songs, “” and “”, both produced by The Alchemist. Read the lyrics.

Boldy James & The Alchemist Turpentine Steel Wool
Boldy James & The Alchemist Turpentine Steel Wool

The Alchemist has been on one of the most impressive runs of any producer in the past few years. Numerous collaborative projects alongside hip-hop giants including the Grammy-nominated Alfredo, along with his own solo efforts, have brought some brilliant moments in the culture. His collaborative efforts with Boldy James, specifically, have created a cult-like following. The Price Of Tea In China may have not secured Boldy James a Grammy but it certainly reminded everyone of his brilliance on the mic.

Boldy James & The Alchemist – Turpentine (prod. The Alchemist)


Boldy James & The Alchemist – Steel Wool (prod. The Alchemist)


Watch Video (Turpentine/Steel Wool)

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Lyrics – Turpentine (prod. The Alchemist)

Yeah, uh
Where we at?
Bo Jack
Let’s get it

[Verse 1]
This that bricktionary slingo, I mix and mingle with my gringo
Was just me and my dog, his name was Bingo
B-I-N-G-O, three five extendo roll
Fancy footwork, was tappin’ on it with my tippy-toes
Really she a ballerina, boy met world after Topanga
Told me she love dirty dancing, we did the Macarena
Whipped her back in shape so quick, you would’ve thought she had a trainer
All I needed was a Pyrex pot, a beaker, and a strainer
Look both ways before you think of crossin’ me, it’s dangerous
Jermaine, Jerome, and Nichols, my defence attorney on retainer
Why they searchin’ far and wide, lookin’ for the perpetrator?
He was just workin’ my line, now today, we perfect strangers
First come, first serve, first in line, servin’ birds of the shine
Cleaner than some turpentine, off of North and 39
Way before the kid was signed, I had the best hand
Had the royal flush, four of a kind, what else?

Lyrics – Steel Wool (prod. The Alchemist)

Uh uh
Let’s get it

[Verse 1]
V8 in that straight, Forgis on that black Cherokee
This that gangster slash pop mixed with trap karaoke
Turn the snow globe into a crystal ball, now that dog a ten
Type to turn a stone with many flaws into a flawless gem
Stack my money ten foot tall, now I ball above the rim
Livin’ above the law, on the North with my brother Em
Could be locked up, but to those that know me, they say “Lucky him”
Chop the whole block up, that’s when we found out that it wasn’t them
Basement on Honda Civic, Auntie maxin’ out her Bridget
Cup filled to the rim, probably smack the whip before I spill it
Knee deep in the dope game, 227, we the realest
Cocaina on the skillet, kitchen smellin’ like acrylic
Touch back with a thousand pack of pills, tryna rape a village
Weed so loud, reekin’ through the vacuum seal, I can’t conceal it
Made a killin’, to those that hate it, I made ’em feel it
Sold dope all of my life, so shit, I only know one way to get it
Half slab, golden retriever, this ain’t no Purina
Black mag in the four-fever, brick of cocaina
Stuffin’ the bricks up in the pot, this ain’t no farina
Stuffin’ thirty clips in my Glock’ll switch your whole demeanor
Catch a body, no Randy Moss, I hike it off, hut one
These niggas ain’t cut from the cloth a nigga cut from
I run with real wolves, come from the real hood
These niggas ain’t cut from my cloth ’cause I’m steel wool
These niggas ain’t cut from my cloth ’cause I’m steel wool


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