Alex Tape Side A 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 likе a pill but it still feels the same, fuck
I go and do my work, go to work and get paid, I might as wеll 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