Alex Tape Side A Segment 1

I rap so much that I’m sick of this stuff
I’m gonna take a hiatus, really beginning to hate it
If I go out on a ledge, out on the edge, I may just shoot up my head
If I don’t stop then I’ll rock hip-hop in the spot ’til you guys say stop
I cannot stop loving the music
I do it because these guys hate me when I do it, they stupid
They don’t realize my love
I look into my eyes like my love, God
If I ever had a girlfriend, she would mean the world to me
And then I’d trade her for the world, see?
I drink the tea in China
Do you have me behind ya? No
So you ain’t in my crew, my clique
Unique what ya took from me
Hey baby, how you being so shady?
Gotta drop ya, stop ya from being AD
Make me do whatever you want
Shake me, break me, you can’t take me, what?

After you left, after you hit the car
I stopped it right in front like Godzilla and ripped you out, I kill you now
No choice but to
F but true me stupidly
These guys like, “why?” so I answered them, “because you cried”
That’s not what men supposed to do, that’s what hoes do
It’s not like I know you
I throw you into that five story building
I tell you five stories before it happens, and then I get it cracking
These guys are lying, they go together like raw meat and lions
These guys trying but can’t, they failing, they just assailing and wailing
I’m not Smithers, I’ll style you out with wisdom, and I’ll kick it too and hit ‘em
I don’t wanna bleep this thing out
I don’t wanna say my rhymes so it doesn’t hear you out

Play that again, say that again
‘cause the first time is the worst time for the ears
And every year, there’s like, “why?” Nah
I move on like groove on
When you on the dance floor, you’re cocking back
You’re pissed and knocking that
Knock boots at the end

I’ll run a marathon
I’ll give you five tons to hold onto, when you’re with your moms
If you was just a baby, it was because your dick was in your hand and you was masturbating
I shave, Jesus saves, go outside, walk on the pave
I don’t go to libraries, I eat berries then spit ‘em at you, show your shirt is dirty too
Have you ever seen a man this mad?
Have you ever seen an Asian with a gun in his hand?
I wouldn’t ever kill you ‘cause that means the death of me so I need pleasure, baby, where ya be?
This is m to the c, but I’m not from Europe, I’m from America
I’m scaring ya with a pistol that’s pretend
I made it out my fingers and pointed it at you
Have you ever seen a man so mad that he’d rather have a gun instead of this pencil in hand
Maybe it’s taking notes, maybe it’s obsession with chokes
Maybe it’s jokes that made him go over the edge
Maybe he should have a dinner instead
Instead of starving himself because well, he’s working too hard at this shit
Where’s the god in all this?
If they taught me about it, then how come he’s not walking around with it?
Huh? Answer that shit
If you’re attractive, get out, I’m being mean to all sluts with butts
Every one that I looked at first at
Everyone won as person
And no man could every take over me and put their hand on me
Hey, I’m saying hey, I’m saying wait, go away

They drove me away and say they wanna talk
Once I talk about V Tech, get away
They don’t wanna diss this Asian
Think about V Chin, and how they bashed his shins in in Detroit when he did nothing
It was just prodding and you two guys is nothing
I’m rocking the mic, I’m a hypocrite
I have a gun on hip ready to

New, I’m making you spew, after you hear it
I’m giving you the clearance to drink tonight ’til you’re ending your years
Now, who other emcees could say oh and say not mean it to bros when they pass those in halls
[?] they make fun of the As what, page flip, what
You don’t know what I’m saying, but you do
Actually you passed the quiz and I too
This is an f, this is left for death
Get out of the house and study this shit
I’m left in this house for too long ‘cause of the snow I’m finding out like two prongs, listening to 2pac too long
But you don’t have that last at, you don’t have to rhyme like that to be acting

Even though you put in your history books the opposite of what we have you
Hey, you eat it like a cow, but I can’t explain how ‘cause your brain is about the size of a pea
And I pee on your brain, same as the game ‘cause I have no respect for it
This is just gains and stocks and markets
That’s why I spark a flame in your brain just to melt it ‘cause I felt shit every single minute of my life, and every second was dedicated to punching your lights out
I shout not because I’m angry, because I can’t lower my voice, it’s a medical condition that’s pissing on me like a pot under me
And you wonder why I act pissy, I’m a sissy, I’m a boy, I’m not a man, I’ll be destroyed before I finish this
And I haven’t eaten dinner, I’m starving, I’ll probably fall over in my seat after I’m done rapping
As it happens I can’t have an action, I can’t even have half a fraction
I don’t have money, it’s only pretend numbers I write for me to act like I have security
There’s no such thing as confidence ‘cause I got all the words in the dictionary and stopped at the last one
Which is it gonna be, piss or shit on me?
Please give me an option before I call the cops to stomp ‘em because I can’t do it for myself
I would school you before I school myself
I would rule you before I hit the ruler on the hand of a man that had nothing to deserve but a land of his own because he’s been handled by these guys that say they manhandled him in their home
Let him alone, lock the doors of his home
All I need is gas and a match to match the pain that he gave to me in the game that I had to spit in order to feel the same

Freestyle, relax, relax, listen ‘cause I’m not gonna repeat myself

It’s not that I hate you
It’s just I don’t like the way you gays gaze at me
You see, I’ll never date you
I’ll never be a fag
Clean myself with a rag and masturbate to two Playboy mags with one hand
I love my sexual orientation as straight so stop waiting for me to pay attention to him
Just let him be free like Willy
And don’t your willy free or else I’m gonna go willy nilly, chase you up the hill with a weapon, stepping so fast you think I’m a cheetah when I’m repping
And doing my thang which you could never be a part of it when doing mine, losing mine
You could never be a part of the bang
You’re losing your heart every time you was saying them thangs
This dude put his ass in my face, thinks about it when he masturbates

All good, not hood, listen

Not gonna harm you, I’m not gonna get warm with you, but still I’m not gonna perform two times for you
Just realize the rhyme is true, I don’t lie, I never be blue, only red in front of ‘em
It’s not hatred, the face red when I’m spitting, when I’m getting excited, I’m lightning
The rhyme comes, the times come for you to be warned me
Please, don’t you see that I’m free as a bird?
And I don’t pull up to the curb of a gay bar to say words to these dudes
I’d never take ‘em home if I had a car to drive one in
Please do not take no breath, I stand my step
And you could never deter me, unnerve me or work me up in a storm, a sweat, you could never get this shit

Don’t worry, I’m not gonna hurt you
I just gotta express the dirt, some of this shit, get off my chest, it doesn’t work
It’s not getting paid, and those homos and hobos ain’t getting laid
That’s ok ‘cause people have it worse off
It’s that you take bratwurst that nerves me a lot
I don’t park in the parking lot ‘cause I ain’t got no car to spark, spark plugs
In the dark when I go to the bus stop to go to the hospital and clock meds
I mean the docs do that shit while I rock specimens
It nerves me, I fall asleep when I’m about to be or start to be doing my thing
It’s 4 o’clock in the morning, and I’m about to be doing my thing
Things close down on you
I’m a caged animal about to rip out this stainless steel
And feel the pain I give to you

That’s my word about these homos, but I don’t hate gays, I just stay away from ‘em today so what do you got to say? Just live your life and leave me away