The 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 havе me behind ya? No
So you ain’t in my crew, my cliquе
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

[Segment 2]
Yesterday, feel me, one, three
I’m new to this, give me some time, 
I need to make my rhyme feel out the beat
You gotta move your feet, I gotta move your arms to the heat
You reach 137 then you’re dead, you’re below 50, feel me red
You don’t know that I make no sense
And I don’t make change, I only make men into boys
I destroy your whole family tree, chop it down
Hip-hop is longer now in this repertoire
Get your wardrobe torn out your closet walls and just thrown out of your house by an angry spouse that caught you cheating
Got you feeding all on the bus
Get on the bus and try to get puss
It’s not me, you see my life, you don’t see me for the trees at night
You gotta be with me, you gotta see how I bleed just to feel me
You don’t understand the plan that I had in the land to battle you and cut your hands off
Take your mans off of the scene and do the same thing to form all day for the green
I’m warned, since I was born I was screaming inside of my head, that’s why a demon is in it
And I was squirting semen so I got off it and got knocked off my block with
This college is making me mad
This life, I feel like shooting myself in the hand so I could never write
Freestyle all my life ‘cause I feel spitting offhand and the first thing you do is better than if you thought about it for fifteen before you spit a lot about it
I’m talking lots of shit, it’s like the toilet and mouth is intersecting
It’s like insects intersecting with my mouth to eat the shit off of it just to be living
I feel it hard to breathe, I feel it gone when I wanna get on the lady
You guys got everything you need so please
Help me out, get me out this game so I can breathe
Can I leave? Can I emcee? Can I have two letters at least?
Can I have it down to z, down to a t with recipe with the Ice-T with Jay-Z and Nas, maybe Pac and Biggie?
With Eminem on the track so I can make my hell melt and make my head melt again, I’m back
That’s all I need in the game
I need the bus pass just to get rushed past and then I have to miss the bus to catch the next one in line at last
If I get the cash, maybe I can get a car or maybe I could get scarred or maybe I could get a woman
Or maybe I could stick her inside a 425 degree oven
And you would never realize but eventually I need it to be, I'm needing to be in a coffin
To be coughing to be living to be alive ‘cause I’m a dead man fucking walking

Listen, I like that, nice
Everybody around me eating rice like my ancestors, the Filipinos
You eat beans and that’s all you eat ‘cause you can’t afford anything else but what you feed
You don’t have dollars, you don’t have no green, no pesos
No piece of my land could ever be dedicated for your hands to till
And you couldn’t feel me if you was also ill
I have ancestry in Europe
I suck the sweet syrup dry, bone dry
You don’t know me if you hold the microphone at night
Please, just go away
I have to articulate these words for my art
This is just a part of me, have ya heard by the grapevine? No
Babe, do some figure eights on my ass, let me know if you can grind
If you don’t, I’m leaving for the next weekend
Hey, the next evening, I’ll be here emceeing
I’ll be here doing the thing, everybody knows I’ve got rings that’s not like tangible
A tangerine dude eating those, hey, I got some oranges
Will you change for the rhyme or will it change you or this or that?
For rap I bend over but not for bitches, give that
Everybody live that, I hope you have the same credos, have the same beliefs, have the same damn rules that you feed hoes
Everybody do they thang on they slang
I don’t know the definition of bang so I left it for death and then I rang the doorbell
These whores don’t know what’s hell, shit, they don’t know how to work, they just twerk
They just make a man work for them
I don’t have a lot of albums, in fact I have to have ‘em, in fact if I don’t I’m gonna kill myself
I’ma thrill myself like Michael
I don’t throw jacks, I’m Jackson
I don’t go back, I’m back, son
You don’t know make no sense
No no mo’
9/11 throw though
Everybody, go home, please, ‘cause I’m not on my thing tonight, why?
Maybe ‘cause I’m cold, maybe ‘cause I’m tired, maybe ‘cause I’m wired from drinking the Monster all night
Maybe because I don’t know the rhyme as well as I should
We should meet again, have a meeting with coffee, stimulate me
Hate me, whatever you like to, debate me in your meetings
Just degrade me, grate me like cheese
Mister emcees, mister don’t-give-an-f-still-won’t-leave
Have you ever seen the game without me? That’s like a facelift
Yo, I want you to doubt me
I’m gonna leave soon, but I’ll leave you with this—if you don’t like me, then just leave pissed

What if I get an F, is that the end of the world? No, I just keep on going, keep on going
Reaching for the beat and then I’m flowing
It don’t matter the way that you move your feet, it only matters what you say to he
If I do the wrong thing, are you gonna blame me or you gonna sing the song again?
I don’t rap ‘cause I have to, it’s ‘cause I’m mad at you
Everybody come around when they have to, not when they want to, that’s the first problem
I got ninety-nine of them, holla
If you got a dollar, then give it to the poor man
If you got a hundred, give it to this guy now
Everybody, you don’t know what I mean
When I don’t rhyme, I don’t know ‘em sounds like it seems
Everybody, bring around, sow the seams, everyone is singing now, no one is gonna scream so I bring the cream from the cow
I show you the know-how and put it to your head so blaow
If you don’t like me that’s cool, actually I prefer it
I don’t like her but I’m nervous, shit, I don’t mean to be nervous, go all out and say fuck it and do it loud
Everybody just is obnoxious when they around me ‘cause they don’t know me ‘cause they don’t know me, con on my steez and they know that I’m greeze and they know that I flash like the breeze
That I go around smooth that I change the beat if they don’t have no heat
Everybody has a beat but don’t nobody have no voice
Pick your choice in Illinois
This is me, this is Alex to the what? Not Chicago, go west, yeah I’m found those places
You know the golf clubs and the caddies was wasted because those twenty-two dollars plus the tips wasn’t no garbage, there wasn’t none of that shit that I couldn’t spark with
Please, if I can’t articulate and my grammar’s bad, why would you listen to me anyway?
Ok, I’ll admit, I’m the shit, you is nothing, you go home then, that’s fine, actually I prefer it
Word to me on my mamas that birthed him, calm
Everybody that was here, isn’t going there, I’m standing right here, oh yeah
Just dancing to myself, talking to myself, giving you the finger, that’s my wealth
Someone else, they can do the opposite
I hope you’re not like me, that’s what I wanna watch in this eyelid
Hey, this is cool, pay me, you ever heard that your pesos don’t go a long way but mine do?
I thought they was on the same currency rate, not you, hot you, I watch you, I spot you and then I knock you
Homie, if I calm down my voice and it lowers my voice
I chose to be this boisterous, you don’t know the boys is this
End of this rhyme, gone, clear, everybody knows this

I don’t wait, I go straight in, dive in, I’m liver than most men, think it
If you wanna have beef with me, you can just cook it like ribs or the loins
You can do it and destroy him, he’s already dead, what you know about him?
Tell me everything, don’t reveal a thing to your friend, tell it to me before you do him
And I’m gonna screw you, put you in a cell and eat the key
You ain’t the key to emcees’ dreams, American dreams, Americans scream when they see me
I’m crazy, you know that? If you didn’t, I’ll bring it to you, sing slow songs to you nice and quiet, piano style, the tempo is slow, everybody wanna smile when they hear me even though I talk violence even though I start riots
These guys is crazy, I’m peeling the skin
I wanna know how you feel when I’m feeling so bad, is you feeling the pain? Is you even inside the game?
You're in the exterior so get inside the box, maybe then you can talk about me a lot
Maybe hate me, whatever emotion, you flowing not
I’m flowing like the ocean, I'm hot, but you guys is not
Go to China and see outsourcing and I’ll…
Oh, you don’t know me, how you gonna go see the emcee at the show that I am charging you dough? I’m charging you like the chargers though
Holy shit, Alex knows know-how like this
Alex is the quiz, you gotta test that
Ha, you wanna test the patience? I don’t have no patients like a doctor, I knock you up, not Dr. Knock-boot, what’s up, huh?
Yo, you gotta say yo, if you an emcee then you gotta throw ‘bows
Everybody theoretically speaking is not me
When you Puerto Rican, is you having diabetes then? I did the research so I know these things
Hoe, if you ain’t flowing like the hose, maybe you below in the asshole
If you a man paying her money, shit, you ain’t nothing but a bub, you ain’t love me
Man, I’m crazy with the rhyme, I hate you with the rhyme
I go back to the front gates and act like it didn’t happen, rewind
Everybody see mine
If you reveal it, then you steal it, if you wrong, sing a song and maybe you can be clean again
It’s a clean slate, I wipe the plate clean when I eat that, yeah
Everybody, make me all sad, make me mad, make me every emotion in the book
I’m glad that it happened to me, if I die I won’t be mad that it happened to me
Everybody who did it, spit it
Everybody not gonna be bodying themselves
Digging a hole, I put you in it before you can put yourself in it, ya dig it?
Hey, say hey, say no way, say Alex, this guy is a, a letter, that’s all his entity is, his identity is
If I make a mistake then go on, it doesn’t matter, I go on, I go on
Shit, man, this life is good, this life is bad, two sides
I see two guys, two faces, I see two races, I see two races in me
At least I got two, you guys only have one so it’s half of me, true
If you got a true or false question, if you got multiple choice and if you got fill in the blank, that’s the full spectrum, and no guessing
This is freestyle, not on one topic, ADD style, AAD style
Everybody, you don’t know AC/DC now, when I played it in band I was the man even though the rest was teenagers when they was boys
Why, if they was toys, I’m playing with them, if they was not, I destroyed them in Illinois when I was back in there doing my thing
Taking all the different classes, it destroyed his brain then, his brainstem
Everybody, say these words
Everybody, trade your girls for my girls, and I take a break so I can catch a breath when I say it for god sakes
I don’t make a pause ‘cause that would be deteriorating to the rap cause
Everybody knows the gauze if you’re medical, if you’re spitting these words, if you're giving medicine to these dudes that don’t need it and only bleed shit
You know that they be pissing out the blood, and it’s opposite of what they did ‘cause in those books is lies, in those mouth is eyes
I’m making anatomy be a tragedy, I’m flipping it outside in
Everybody going outside again just to hear my rap when I’m on the stage
And I don’t have a book there flipping a page and doing a freestyle and memorizing out wild
Everybody knows when I’m washing the car that I’m gonna body them and put them in to get you scarred
Hey, I’m gonna pay, it is to me, what you say
Watch your mouth so your eyeballs go in front, they out of your sockets
And pull the money out of your pockets, give it to me so I can put it in my pockets
Yeah, I’m hot with it, ay, when you spit it, can you say I’m not it? No
Because I’m the truest, the rap influence, rap influenza, the sickest to do it
Hey, you gotta pay me, you gotta have a melee in the game
If you didn't, you should beat me up ‘cause that would be a new experience, what’s up?
Everybody didn’t, everybody spitting, everybody gotta live this
Ay, you made it, maybe with a flame, maybe it’s equivalent to the game
Maybe it’s this, this is when I do it in with a syringe and then I give you this evil dose, megadose, caffeine to stay up your nose
I throw ‘bows with my eyeballs
And I don’t end, and with the flows I go all out
Yeah, this is me, Alex to the D closing, this is me

[Segment 3]
I’m in Wisconsin, home of the cheese and cows
You gotta know how we be now
I don’t give a shit about this game
This is rap, but I think it’s kinda lame
I blow up my stereo
I’m hearing you, but I don’t like it, ya know?
There’s too many elements to rap
I’m giving you hell, when I smell it, it rotten in fact
Everybody, put your hands up
I’m done with this rhyme, put your man up on the mic to finish it for me
You guys are sex rhymes, you’re getting horny
There’s too many guys in it, too many lies in it, too many eyes, two to each guy in it
If you don’t spy me with the music, I’m probably giving it to your girl so that she can do it like a drug, the most blissful drug, the one that pisses you off when you take too much
If I’ll end this rhyme with a freestyle, maybe I didn’t write it down, how ya like me now?
If there’s too many people in the game, we need some tools to rearrange and maintain the game
If there’s a lot of guys, there’s not an allotment for the funds and dollar signs
So an atom will split, I looked at ‘em like they was shit and I flushed the shit out ‘em
There was water and saline
What you saying to me when I split your blood off from your serum and then you stare at him?
You don’t know what I’m swearing, even if you was an oath
I’m the most dope rapper you’ve ever heard flow with this like ocean and gray matter in the brain
In fact I’m a rapper, I’m not a CLS student, I’m doing this shit to make you dudes smelling like shit when you do some
Who could ever compete with me when I bit it off and I shit it off every morning before I go to work, this was 4am, what, you jerking your cock? You just gotta stop and get to the work, ain’t that right, pa? Hah
If you knew a two race guy, he might’ve been V Tech and shoot freestyle shit like bullets into his head before the policemen could do this thing to him, mangling him
All his life teased, all his life said please until he snapped off with rap, take off your hat in the place to be
If you gotta break, then release the braces from he
This is just an eraser, then I’m a chaser, drinking that shit ’til I'm done ’til I’ve had too much of alcohol and my body shuts down, c’mon
If you gotta freestyle with me, then I’m not gonna pay you, it ain’t free, you see?
There’s too many dudes that’s acting rude, you stealing my food, I’m gonna slit you in two
There’s too many guys and lies and eyes and everybody is downsized and capitalized
Too many people getting money, they are fucking greedy
Too many people in this state are not needy ‘cause they ain’t living po’ and shit, they ain’t livin’ on the street wanting mo’ and shit
Hold it, I’m ‘bout to be done, and you can suck my dick for fun

I cut in the rhyme so smooth, oh, you heard? It’s so cool
If I dissed you, that’s fine, that’s just another element of my rhyme
So when I go off, you gotta just embrace it, and face it, face-to-face it
It’s so damn cool like a blanket that was out and it was the winter
Feeling me like a splinter, ha, jolt the pain and feel that
I put bolts in your brain to tie it up so tie it up, the rhyme
What’s this time gonna do for you if you sniffing coke, smoking crack cocaine, ya dope?
You don’t know this for the record
I’m gonna wreck ya, I’m always first place and never second
One thing I know for sure is that if I freestyle, I’m gonna hit you in the blur
If you guys caught me in the freestyle, I was in the cut, being wild and me I’m my own man
I get my shit done, in between I say these words again and again
I stopped jerking for this shit, this is my true love when I work, I’m like “work?”
Why must I do it every time, why must I lose it every single rhyme that I’m spitting?
I have a hobby, but in the winter I can't embody this shit, bodying me and shit, I wanna shit on my shit
This is just incredibly miserable, where is my embracing, where is the face to face shit?
I’m glad I’m not in a motherfucking wheelchair, not paralyzed, look into my eyes
I don’t give a fuck about the A-z-n, mongoloids, I ain’t in the country to be those boys
I’m in America so they stare at me, I don’t stare at them, what the fuck is going on then?
I’m treated like a monkey at the motherfucking zoo, who youse talking to?
Eval said I’m quiet, fuck V Tech shit, I’m starting a riot
And you know what? I put on my gloves but for the love of god choke you, you know what’s up
You know it’s coming, so so quiet, so so he don’t apply it
You can’t hear what he say, I’m sure you can hear a bullet spray, you go the other way, ok?
I’m dealing with these stupid people that is so evil I’m staying away from you, avoidance is so good when I stay the fuck away from you and not say to you anything, ok, dude?
And once I’m done with this music and graduated then maybe I’ll visit, but that’s like what? Fucking thirty minutes
They don’t pay me shit, I gotta splurt bullshit like I was taking a diarrhea on the motherfucking toilet, where’s the TP? I don’t find this shit so I gotta walk away with my ass crack so damn blanched and so damn blemished
You put the shit on the bitch tapered

I don’t have a car, that shit makes me stronger
Even on two feet I would go longer
These dudes with their girlfriends… shit, I’m thinking about the world in the end
Damn, r to the i-p, you will never see me eye to eye, tell me lies, just spit on me, shit on me, piss on me, everything, I’ll take the grit of society and feel the blemish
Feel the pain when your life finished, you’re gonna see dark instead of the fucking light
You’ll be in trouble every single night that I see you like coming through your doors when you’re sleeping, lock the door and strangle you all, you see him now?
Maybe you can feel a little bit harder when you take the money from him, ain’t that nice to be eating rice, shove it down your throat, choke and everybody can loc the dough if you’re paying dues
If you don’t, we gotta pay bills, I’ll kill you
I’m just joking, this shit is just play, this is just my hobby, this is just some shit that I say when I’m not golfing ‘cause it’s too fucking cold out
I’ve got nothing to hold onto now
Listen to me at the motherfucking end, I’m walking with the rhyme and this is nothing, man
Shit, when I go to the hospital, I’m like a full three-sixty difference, shit on me, bitches
Every single rhyme that I say is like one more minute off my life, okay
Damn, it’s just blissful, hearing the birds chirp and the sound of the farts coming out your worst enemy
Equivalent, try to shit on me and then shit on them, a full circle, an eye for an eye, equal and opposite reaction when you’re making them bones subtracting them other bones and the cartilage and the joints get swole and explode
This is just a load in your face from your bitch that did it to you, you know it’s the opposite
She got the dick and you got the pussy
And how could you attempt to push when you can’t push me?
There was nothing but a man in that other end when you fucked that ass again, how could you be this? Put… hey that’s stray, but you gay, okay?
Maybe this was something of me going insane, but there’s no other way I could see you guys, ok
And my family’s away, pain makes me stronger like
V Tech bullets and thirty kids dying in Virginia, I’m feeling the pain of this Asian shaved head
I’m dealing with so much strain in this Catholic, I’m not that shit, ok, I’m glad for that, ok
This is the rhyme you’re gonna hear, hear me out
The hospital, staying long hours, clinicals, research, doing this work for this cash, but I can’t spend it, I don’t even have the time for that
Tripping over my words but you get the main idea, when I spit in the game here, the lane’s clear to be turning into it and fucking swerving, switching, you bitches unnerving me, you heard me?
For the last time I’m acting like an asshole when I get no damn wife in this life, that’s to blast hoes
To get it with the gun to fire all bombs multi [?] hands strangling pins and sharp needles, lawn mowers and those suicide car bombers and karaoke, kamikaze, down your throaty choky
On rhymes, you don’t know me, good, you’re so soaked in this misery, the blood on your hands will never flow from rinsing with water, ya know it’s O, 2, you know it’s H in front, you know you hasten one and say what you want
This is me at the end, pray to your very best friend that they don’t leave you at the last hour and give you your last rights before he gives you the yellow shower

I’m a state away from my family tree
Fuck Alex D
I’m gonna change my name to Randy V
Fuck having children
I’m gonna stick a baby inside of my abdominal cavity
There’s too many around, I gotta lay some out
Repeat V. Tech, so what ya gonna say now?
And then I just destroy all the companies that telecast this shit on TVs
They don’t want emcees to be broadcast
Broads cast looks and don’t do shit about getting hooked up
I must have a screw loose in my brain
But I don’t do shit to fix it in the game
There’s too many dudes that’s loose in the lips, saying whatever they want and maybe push me, refrain
You don’t want that to happen, the beef comes out
To put on your tables, just don’t eat it now

Yes, I’m glad I’m dark, it separates me from you
Turn the lights off, green turns to blue
And yellow turns to red
Kinda like your head when it’s cut
So what the fuck ya gonna have said?
Too many people grabbing up them damn pencils
When they’re not sharp enough to be splitting and denting in you
There must be an indent or two in your paragraph
‘cause I don’t see one, I see a pair of ass
Against me in this microphone battle
You couldn’t have a telecast if you telephoned your asshole
For a clip, to be saying shit at me
But I already won ten seconds before the rap started ya see
There was a lot of game
But I took all of it on my plate and ate
There must've been an eight, a figure on my dick and ya don’t know shit
So how ‘bout this?

I’m gonna release all my complaining and whining
Bitching, moaning, pissing and owning the microphone and
You guys don’t know this rap
If you had a lot of Saran and foil around your food, you already spoiled it
This stool I shit inside your food
Make you eat it, watch you and cam-cord it too
Put it up on YouTube for everyone to see
Your parents, your grandparents, even your future seed
This is crazy, my mind’s melting
Sorta like Indiana when he did those guys in then
There’s too many shits to do with papers
So I’m seeing ya later, rap is what I’m saying
That’s just a goddamn hobby when not golfing
That’s just isolation and just non-involvement
I love it when I’m just casting aspersions and acting like ass and just spitting trash at these dudes to

Stop it, I see you for the last time
Damn, staying away from him is a savior to him
It’s safer then
Pull my goddamn laundry out of the bin
Tomorrow we back at it again
Shit, I was drunk, I was dead drunk, puking
I didn’t know what happened when I blacked out
Shit, I gotta go on and act out the next day
So just keep on working and be yourself
Screw yourself, just go to school, ok?
Walk around like ya don’t give a fuck
Like ya don’t give a fuck about anyone else but your family
And yourself, protect yourself
Alright?
Get your money
Get this shit done

[Segment 4]
Just smoked and had a sip of the alcohol
Shit, I’m back out, what you know about it y’all, dissing
‘bout to go bed, you know the shit I’m ready for you to get there
Holy shit when I’m at my thing, standing on a mattress, I’m flapping it
You know that I’m bouncing up and down
Shit, do you know what’s going up and down? Nah
Everybody sow the seed, but you don’t know I do it all day, he does it daily
They try to send me home but they ain’t ‘cause I’m staying here alone, you know I’m getting on

Check it, check it, y’all are fearful to treat me equal, you don’t wanna, you know that I’ll infiltrate your gang all along the
Knowing that you guys were the wrong ones, doing this shit, I’m moving against the grain, and the pain is encompassing the game
I swallow it like a pill but it still feels the same, fuck
I go and do my work, go to work and get paid, I might as well just get AIDS and fuck gay man, but I say I’m never going gay, forever straight, hey, never cross the other side of the gate, listen to what my brother say in 2007, ay?

Uh, liquid, hear this shit
If I blacked out and when it happened, a gay man took me out, fuck, maybe I have AIDS or some other STD I’m not aware of, may it kill me, may it take me away to the air, son
Hold it, you don’t know shit about my life so stay out of it, shit, isolation tonight
Watch when I shave, I cut my face up like a blade, slingshot
I bring hot rhymes to the stage, fuck, never flipping a page, flip you off, this Filipino’s enraged
Homie, you don’t know shit about me so stay that way

Listen, I say whatever I want when I’m in my room just rapping
In a minute I’ll get back to this school stuff, just snapping
Homie, what you wanna do to me? You can do whatever, I’m already deceased
You can eat my feces with a spoon and a green bowl
You’ll never have shit, getting green on the Super Bowl

Listen, when a man comes in, they call him A-man, that’s his nickname
Quick fast give him the pain, when I did that, they just laughed and walked away
This Asian’s not taken seriously so I walk around fucking deliriously
Homie, what you know about me? That would be a short list
Fuck ‘em, cutting your knees off at the shorts and shit, hold it
It’s a chainsaw gun and neck noose and put those needles in you acupunctural, have you not functioning, dude, at the end of the day, slay, put you in a grave, and Jesus don’t save
What the fuck is going on here? Felt like a truck was running over me and my ears so I can’t hear no rhymes or speak no evil

Listen, dick riders, uh, no no, uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh no no, here we go
Women can wait, men go forward like a penis, I dream of this and I got it
Look at you guys stopping, they stupid and they lazy also, that’s why you sitting on your ass and not getting nothing done, ya know
Homie needs you and me, it’s a contest who’s gonna succeed, it’s me
How you do it? How you put your seed in the girl and you ain’t got no money just to pay for that, huh?
How you gonna fuckin’ with that? How you fucking gonna diss Alex when he in the mic and he like that?
How he’s a mack, how you nothing but some shit, how you in there ’til they going down and flushing, you fucking nothing
How is you doing this with me, man? How is you trying to bless when you ain’t kiss the hand?
How could you shake it when you ain’t got those, when the amputee do not emcees, please, how is you bees?
…time to play around, what is this?

(*humming/singing*) 50 Cent, I got G-Unit
Gather all my thoughts, all the bullshit I experienced is coming out right now
All the fucking shit I had to deal with every goddamn day is coming out right now on you guys, spurting, feel the hurting, it’s coming now
Rip a chainsaw, this is the game ya saw when I ripped it, skip it not, everything I say is hot
How you gonna be this when you not an Asian?
Thank god I’m not for white bullshit in the night
How could you be obnoxious like me and everything else, shit, when you ain’t got wealth, not even one penny, nickel or dime, quarter, half dollar or a dollar sign? You ain’t even got that, hah? 
What you want from me?
Everybody acting like they so stupid, cupid shooting people that’s already dead and you know you locked in the thing with the bitch
You blind and you ain’t got time so you do this thing and they got signals
What the fuck is this for me? I discovered this shit and they don’t know it’s me, ignoring me
Damn, how could you do this? How could you have an ounce of the pain when you ain’t got a thang in the game to be saying this? You’re losing it
The game is folding, oh no, you don’t know me and you won’t ever before I go and I kill myself by my own hand only
Try to be this and you ain’t never, probably do the video games and slaying them thangs and probably got all mechanics in every one of these damn robots, you don’t know how to go about the flow, doc, ha

Huh, I play this motherfucker ’til the tape runs out ’til there’s nothing left on this bullshit that I can say the whole length of it now
You’re gonna hear this pain, this bullshit
Women pussy, that’s why they call them that, they passive, they don’t know how to act, shit, they gotta ask my men
How could you do this, you is stupid, you’s nothing but useless, you stall ‘board this, then you don’t know how to be this ruthless, you gettin’ all this toothless

—bration, celebration, I put a bullet in my brain but it didn’t kill me
So I put the gun to my head and it hit the ceiling
Now I’m feeling like my pain, the leaking brain, the blood on the floor, the pool that accumulated for like two hours before my friend saw me, at least smelt me
Opened the door, in fact I kicked it open, an obnoxious me, I had to be squinting, looking like some sort of guy sticky on the floor with me
Is this angel Gabriel? But they can’t see how they lift him to heaven and he still pee
And symbolizing of the rain, the metaphorical game that’s he’s spitting just to be sitting in the wrong lane
Just to be run over by a goddamn semi Mack truck
But you don’t have enough game to be maxing with, what the fuck
I’m swearing now, no caring, I’m doing in mass
And shit, you can stick a dynamite stick up my ass

One, two, look at this
Music, you’re thinking you can introduce it
Here’s some shit and you can’t refuse it
It's just some shit… to trash their rooms with
Just refuse whenever they're asked to do shit
That’s the new shit, the type of shit that causes mass confusion
The drastic movement
I do this shit every day of my life so it’s so boring by the third day into it and of that night
In the twenty-four hours, I was on the twenty-third, I turded on ‘em
And he heard a lot more than her
And you know these things
She’s squeaking, she’s squealing
Shit, I got more non-confidence than you guys so you’re wheeling
Motherfuckers on this with the cash and with the dough
And I whoop your ass when you don’t even fucking know
Hold it, I’m gonna grab you with a note rope, and I’m gonna hang you from your Ku Klux Klan hope
You know it must’ve been the Ku Klux, there’s two fucks then this, this mirror this smearing
These guys don’t know personality so they don’t know the definition of what it takes to be sucking dick and they gotta be learning the lessons
These are obsessions, these is just guys, two guys and no, no, no, you don’t know what I’m blessing

Why the fuck not would you just kill a white man?
Shit, I say this, and everyone can come and have a reason to fight him
Look, I said it, go for it, do it, don’t hesitate, don’t be a bitch, don’t be a pussy
Come after me, even with that steak knife
If you ain't got a whole set of those to be taking right like with a reason to, justification
You don’t be busting even if you was a rapper making it
How the fuck you doing it to me?
How you running over babies and these kids that is less than three?
And these women, pure fertile, fruitful, tryna give men what they want, but you know that’s like a rare case
And you know I’m staring, pulling my hair, ok, yo
I got nothing better to do, this is my hobby
Obnoxious man talking it and hopping it on the mic again, trying to be something he was bigger than
Everybody slimming him
I got another thing to pick on, it’s this—always doing productive shit, America the bitch
America, mother nature, Uncle Sam, I just slit his throat and his hands so he couldn’t write another damn bill, amendment added to the damn Constitution
You know you con me and ah I’m shooting
You know that I’m coming back and doing Virginia Tech 2