The Alex Tape Side B

[Segment 1]
Ready for bed, and I lay my head down, I hope I don’t die in the night, right now I’m ready to fight
Put my arms up, and then I just starve, what the fuck, um, tryna buy food but the money low
I’m growing hungry, what the fuck’s it coming from
My mom and dad give me encouragement, but I feel I gotta hurry
Ain’t involved in shit, Milwaukee, the city, very homogenous, I think I find these people obnoxious, noxious, toxic
Everybody around us, hot shit, better drop shit when the raps is around us
(*singing/humming*) listen up before I just spit it ‘cause I’ma come back and jit it, everybody missed it, gotta repeat it evеry da-day
Put your feet down, everybody gotta reach around and gеt now, everything that they have or belonged to ‘em that they lost, get it ‘cause the cause up
Where ya at when the revolution was hot?
Used to be teased ‘cause I was fat but then I losed a lot and also when I was Asian but I can’t change this, that made me self-embrace it, me-self the laddie in him
But he ain’t no Irish man, he’s a Filipino, plus he’s German and Swedish but you don’t know those three though
Holy hell, you don’t know me, you owe me
I only grab a microphoney ‘cause y’all dudes are acting phony

I’m getting sick, commit me, put me in the hospital with a doc over my bed, tryna knock me out in the box
Ain’t too full for me to put the dick, and that’s bullshit you pull
Every single guy that I see I wanna gouge eyes out
And everybody’s making me bleed spontaneously
They don’t have to use a knife or weapon, it happens automatically when you start stepping
And I gotta change ‘round every single time that I see guys with my three eyes
Please, would you stop it? Would you just knock it?
Everybody has a body so I can still knock ‘em
Everybody in here, everybody getting clear with the popcorn that I perform, and yeah it’s corny, I said that for it, you don’t know it, when I get all on it

I start another verse cursed, you know it’s him
I do all sick things to friends, even the best ones
And my family, already murdered
And the damn major that I’m in, I had papers for them, and then I just eliminated it, just disregarded it, any bitch you know I’m carding it
Yes, in fact I’m killing all Anglo Sax and leaving a mist ‘cause to be strangling hoes
Shit, giving doughs to them
Catching VD just to see what it feels in me
And you know death is coming soon so I ain’t afraid of nothing when it trouble dude
Yeah I record it, yeah I just sort it, yeah, you know that he has a speech disorder
Please, you don’t know my kind
I diss every single person that smiles at me and it’s alright, yeah
Pissed off, bliss when I blast off when I get R Kelly style on these hoes
Shit on the chest Small, you don’t know the chest nut crack
I crack y’all ass and I crack that crap on y’all when I pop squat
Pop what? Cop a feel when I cop when he deal with the hoe mo’ me and no mo’ me
If that is so, you don’t even know what I go and I lie mo’ when I rhyme times fo’ times ten tenfold exponential growth
Hold it, when I say I wanna do the man, shit, you don’t understand the plan that I have in hand
Hold it, when I go and get the gold, it’s just silver and platinum and the jewelry is outsold
When it’s off the shelf, it’s off to hell with me or that bus, you can fuck dick yourself

Freestyle, yeah, I’m gonna start at the top and at the bottom
That means I dropped at ‘em
I look with shame, I look in the game
Fear nothing is gonna change me
Everybody sees Obama, I see oh god, and I say "oh god" when there’s drama
How could you be amounting to a worm and spitting sperm at the rate of one hundred miles per hour?
Two thousand guys at ya, you can’t turn your back, you fight ‘em in your face and that’s one for the record
I just let it flow, bad shit I would just let it go
And the Asian fact, I would bring a bullet to your back, that’s bullshit, man
Listen, when you see a bullshit man, make sure you pull some sort of weapon, put it in his hand and tell him to shoot you
You’ll kill him faster than he can do it to you
Who is you? Answer the question
Ringing bells like dancing with these sounds you’re hearing
When I’m doing my flow I’m not thinking about you, yours, your whore’s and yo’s

Freestyle, when I go in, you don’t know when it will happen
I get the whip cracking, this guy, look at him
He’s trying to be rapping to me when he’s only time’s rapper in this room see
I’m the emcee, you be something like you’re trying to be me
I can see the path that I follow
You haven’t even taken one step, let alone seen out your two eye holes
Let it just blow, when I get the money it’s tremendous oh dough
When he makes the money it’s in his mind
He doesn’t even have a piece of paper of a dollar sign
And it’s crazy when I make music when I make love to it when I move this brick that’s in my mind ‘cause I don’t really do it
I get money on my own time
Please, you don’t say it therefore you can’t be emcees any day of it
Hey, what am I doing right here except making music and taking it down from the post that you had made yourself and
Now you’re out of it, you’re vacated, you’re not the shit
And must I explain to you that you’re as obnoxious as it gets in this game part two
I’m making no stumbles, making no mumbles when this guy’s the king of doing them and stumble
I seen you doing it, I seen you, I got pictures, I have video tapes of you on YouTube and shit
Hey, can I make a music without swearing?
I can because I’m that variable when I do it, I dare you to it
And you can’t even come through with the thought of making part two with it
How could you ever?
How could you amount to not having amounts of dollars?
I would holler at ya, your girl would say hi, and she would pass by you and go to my house, it’s fly
I swear to god that you guys are logs and guys are planting it in you every time
This has made me such as crazy and you guys are pursing lips to say this thing is lazy
I work at a thousand miles per hour times ten thousand miles per hour, that must be one million
And I gun into the ceiling and then I can’t wait to be catching on you when you on the top of my building
I’ll put a plane in it like I put a bullet in my brain long ago when I started making these flows
Amazing and they don’t know anymore than they do ‘cause they just competition and I chew ‘em up and spit ‘em
This is the end of the rhyme, give your wisdom

It's finally here

I gotta go up to them, they never come up to me
I gotta think of something to say before they walk away from me
When I walk in the room she starts to exit the room
When I take one breath she’s just left the room
When I take two steps she’s just left too soon
How many of you can say it’s happened to you?
‘cause ladies are ladies, and AD’s had it with the games that they’re playing
So from today on I’m forgetting it
I played the game not, it’s not like I’m forfeiting it
I’m sick of having to work to try to get my dick jerked
I’m gonna tackle you and rape you after work
This thought makes me get off
That’s why me and my friends hunt the cunts just to jump on ‘em
When word can’t hurt you, just ‘cause I say it doesn’t mean that it’s gonna come true
Allow me to introduce you to who I am
I’m a guy rhyming, kinda like Ted Bundy, about to bed honeys
After I bludgeon ‘em in the head with a gun he bought with money he got from working in a lab
Before he quit and started to spit in a different lab
Switched the gun and fucked her with it ’til she came on the pistol handle, then I ran
I shouldn’t even try
For a guy like me to find a wife is like a pie in the sky
I’m exhausted
It costs more to maintain a marriage than to buy a good looking whore
So I’ma give money to a slut and then I’ll finally get what the fuck I’m looking for
The bottom line is there’s no time to find one
And I’m in the lab nine to five, son
There’s no honey coming on him
And the only thing that’s coming in is the money

So why do you think an Asian shot up a college?
‘cause you teased him, now he has to crack up a bottle
I feel the same way
I’ma go in a building and then start spraying the place
Way before you can spray him with Mace
Take whites that just said something racist
Take friends with razor blades
Make it even, cut them ’til they no longer seeing
Wait ’til they all stop bleeding
Wait ’til they all stop eeking
Too many Caucasians walking in amazement
Like an Asian got a facelift
I don’t talk black, I talk Asian
I talk back ’til they say something
So they lay in the grave that they made for themselves to lay in
Wait, wait, I got something to say
You know China, that country America fucked from behind something awful ’til that cunt started bleeding out dollars now
And sneakers and nice shirts with popped collars
’til kids came over and rocked colleges
And white boys get pissed ’til they took the spot
Except that we don’t have a spot to park our Benz in the lot
And if we did we wouldn’t have a Benz to put in park
And you talk a lot of shit on and on
’til this motherfucking shit don’t stop
I’m better ‘cause I’m Asian
And a little bit of German and Sweden
And you’re gonna see him start peeing on people
Like real wee-wee, and I’m indecent
Put a plane in your building for killing
Put a rhyme in your brain ’til you start feeling ill then I’m done with this rhyme
Last thing I gotta say is kill them

This is a freestyle, how can you tell?
‘cause I’m sounding like a girl that’s tryna talk well
Leave the bathroom floor wet
Leave it like some more shit
I’ll choke you when you asleep snoring
Now look and try to call me boring
Leave trash all over it
Because life’s already over with
I took my life and overtured it
All my chores--overdid it
I venture to guess I’m the best rapper than any rapper ya heard before this
Jesus, I’m a monster
My mom’s a human, my dad’s a goblin
I consumed them
And this is the type of bullshit that I’m used to doing
Take the sexiest white woman I can find, kidnap her and then hide
Fuck her and kill her
And then I come out and tell everyone that she’s just died
Seek girls like me
We need to make sculptures ‘cause I killed ‘em all
We need to start building ‘em from scratch
What the fuck's going on?
College life is like trying to see the light
And I can’t get the girl I like
‘cause all the girls are dykes
I don’t have a car, I don’t even have a bike
Maybe I should stick my head out, fuck it
Stick my dick out and suck it
Give myself some loving
And all of you would love it
This is a goddamn joke
This campus’s demographics ninety-nine percent Anglo-Saxons
You can kiss my ass and kill me
‘cause this life’s over with and already has been for me

[Segment 2]
Yeah, yeah, one, two
You cannot wash the blood from off your hands
You have forced my hand to put a gun in it and start spitting at a man, forget this man
Even if I was desperate for a girl and had numbers I still wouldn’t call her over, how fucked up is that?
In order to understand, you need a hole in your big backpack
Think of rats, think of what they eat, and that’s me
I’m that, what you eat when you in China ‘cause it’s a mystery meat
I’m a monster, didn’t I tell you? Shit, you can tell from my four eyes, not glasses, literally four eyes
You’re killing me, guys, would you stop it? Please stop teasing me all my damn life
I’m gonna turn into that damn Asian, right? The one you know I’m talking about
I shouldn’t have to tell you ‘cause we saw the news like three years ago this day
And oh my god, did it happen? No, it couldn’t’ve, that’s more shit for us as a people
As I see it, it’s coming true
We need to gather up, congregate, what’s up, take hats off, all that shit
Start running up in buildings and doing what this kid did, going in buildings with planes too, hate you
And who’s gonna pay you?
If anybody says something about, you come to me and I will chop out his damn throat, show it to him before he dies and goes
Everybody, put your hands in the air and act like you can manage your musical interests right here
But you can’t, that’s why you spiked hair, spiked collar, pierced nose, pierced hoes all over the place even when the clit rose
That’s what get those boys up
Bros, you’re gonna know that’s hot shit when you got it
Ah, when the spit stops, I’ma be the best hip-hop cat you ever heard in your life if there was ever one like
‘cause for me there’s reincarnation, that time I have a car in it ‘cause I don’t have a car for shit
Can’t go around, gotta walk around and talk about what’s on my mind all the time
Everybody can diss, that’s ok ‘cause I’m not even listen
Ay, ok, A is his name, it’s only one letter and the alphabet is done for the better
I offed it, I’m a mafia mister coffin, I’m doubting everything you’re doing
Take the book back to the library, high with berries ‘cause eating ‘em is like shrooms
Finally invented or discovered a new hallucinogen to get loose with
I’m the coolest there is so stop tryna compete, please stop tryna compete with me
You can compete with Cool Calm Pete all you can be, but you'd still will not harm me
And you still will not be the army if you was all you can be in the army of one see

Listen, don’t close your ears with your hands
Make sure there’s a hole that the air can go in and the waves from what I say
And I’ve been pissed but when I go out I’m nice, gentleman to these girls ‘cause there’s one thing I want
And advice I don’t need it, acting right, yeah I be it
Alex D in the light, yeah I’m nice with the rice that I’m eating
You are not nice like the Garden of Eden
You cannot start shit with me ‘cause I’ll beat ‘em
Please, motherfuckers don’t want it with me even if I was the nicest person on earth and that can never be, see ya

Big hotdogs and big cakes that I eat and get large, pop
Where are your peoples at? They’re absent, we gotta put ‘em in the room, we gotta make this cool
We gotta make it when the hip-hop comes through
I’m gonna be mean next rhyme, but not like this time
Man, I just flip it, kick it, fight it, you, bitch, gonna bite it
Get on your knees and disrespect women, yo, you gotta check women ‘cause sometimes they have cash on ‘em in the purse and it’s yours
You gotta take it back with vehement, slap all the steam out of ‘em, oh the cash, d- d- then ya know
I rhyme like a monster if there ever was one, the Loch Ness, um… can’t think of what to say so I put the hands together and pray
God, where you at? I just feel air, don’t feel your ass
Against that crotch, lady, she wants all that but doesn’t wanna strip, waits for a man to get chips and she don’t do shit and that’s ok
And that’s what we’ve done all this time, we don’t look the other way ‘cause we don’t think there is one
And even if there’s a girl, we don’t get one
I don’t give a shit what I say no more, huh? Uhhhh, I just took a shit there and ya didn’t even know it was happening
So put your hands together clap for the rapping ‘cause ya don’t care
All you wanna do is spend money that you made right there, and it doesn’t matter what you spend it on
Yo, prevent moms from having babies so you don’t have to take care of ‘em, bad news—you a swear of ‘em
I’m mister man, I'm mister graduate quick fast
Still willing to be dissing any person in this house that feels like talking it out, and tradition?
F tradition, I left before your thing started dissing
This a diss to music, flipped in and start playing this thing, listen
Make this happen, everybody here got laughing
I said everything I need to say, dissed whites, dissed girls, dissed the world, dissed complaining about my work every day
And I’m saying there’s no stopping the steez, still I gotta get these breezies
These breezies? That white dude said it and goddamn I’m gonna slice he
What he do, he can’t rap either, he’s just tried and true, he’s just whether forever, whatever, no car, better
I give an f, forget it and then, what? You gotta get it for this
I listen to this music then I’m done, music be Mussolini
Get an a-bomb and put it on your mom and I’m gone, probably hit by it, as soon as I dropped it on her eyelid
Where’s the drunk fat motherfuckers around this fraternity I can urinate in? And put they pee in they eye, put it on both, there’s one on the other side, that’s the third one, and in they brain I put a turd, son, and sow it back up, that’s a bacterial infection for you fat fucks

[Segment 3]
I’ma start this and then I’m gonna end it, carted away like it’s dead shit
You see the rabbit? Son, I’ll play it, I’ma have it for dinner
Even though I eat too much, I’m getting thinner like the guy in the book
Keep my eye on gook so I can imitate it, so everyone walking around can see him that
Y’all don’t see nothing but a fat ass in the back of mine
My spine is so curvy, you say, “Word, he is blurry vision, making me hating me, why can’t he be Rain Man, see?
Get the cards, get those dogs, eat you girls that I chopped and I put in a box and sent to another country not here, ah
Ah ah ah, don’t touch, you’ll get hit by me, not because it’s hot, put your hand away to put your damn Spam in the fridge
Put it, brew lots of green fluffy and muffy and you wanna put your damn hand on it and you’ll be melted and the skeleton will show
And I have nothing but these blows to put up my nose and die of negligent overdo— no no no oh, I can’t say that, that’s predictable
Don’t know what I did to get to you
When I have this, you cannot clapping, you have disabled yourself from that, which is the English language, man
I have a period and a comma, when I say something, stop to walk away, stop to walk away? Not no way
I’m speaking in negatives, speaking everything in no time, even just standing there, I’ve read everything and out loud
These children sitting in front of me, bludaow, blood out, nothing now to be talking, sheesh please
Thank you, lift the hat, bend down, bow down, stick a dick in your ass, wow
Bloody cut up rectum intersecting with the HIV, up your ass, up your damn stomach, through your brain at last
Just to eat that from a fast and you was just Ebola’d, blood going in a bowl that they collected it in
They had suits, astronauts, ass hot, you got clothes in between
I suggest the hoes give me VD, just forget those STDs, what’s STDs when you got nuts and dick from me?
And you got butts, and women is just as much sluts in strip clubs for dollars
Get some, tits in noses, tits in your chest, tits is nothing compared to legs over your shoulders, boys, when I gets ‘em, I lifts ‘em up, can’t lift ‘em up ‘cause this bodyguard is gonna kick his dick up
Kick his dick up? You mean kick his balls, I’m done

I just woke up, ate, now I gotta prep, the interviews got me upset, and I keep looking, eyes open, not blinking
Keep thinking ’til I’m spoken, word out my mouth hole, you know what I’m about? No
If I asked you the question, I asked you no question, you said something, that must have been a statement
It was just rhyming some things, and I keep at the crib like ‘Why he staying?’
He’s so g with it, the alphabet he turn out like a woman could be in it
Or he can be in it, and he did, that’s why he got a kid with him
And Alex is the phallic dick, you wanna be around it, baby, c’mon, don’t ignore this shit
So once I get some music, it’s active what I have to subtract ya from the scene ‘cause you guys is unattractive to the music of hip-hop including rap shit
And once I dig you a hole, I insult the dirt, I put your body in it though
Go low, dig a hole farther down, you know you can’t get yourself out
Talk about me behind my back, behind yours, behind her back and you’re that type of pussy, I knew you was
You ain’t seeing clearly, that’s a buzz, that’s a blur, that’s fuzz
You is a woman ‘cause you gots below a big puss
I keep it rhyming like I’m sliming, shit green, hit me with some other green so I can just blaze out, praise down
Alex when he gets this way, raps is John Blaze style
Ok, let’s talk about everything wrong with this country and get the money, c’mon, in the bank account
I take a handkerchief out and wipe myself now, the sweat wet the crowd up, make a move and I move along with them
Oh he’s so clean that he got an atom bomb and dropped ‘em on a fatter mom just so she could go out
How you have a kid and he turn like this? This is shit like a toilet, like some food you can’t eat, the food is spoiled and
My rhyme is strictly for the lime-lighters and the rhyme all-timers and lifers and the caddie in the shacks not making shit for cash and not getting them ass except a prostitute
And you spent the whole day’s loot on that, got the boot, knockable
Dude’s a fool because I killed him in a rap battle even though we cool
I don’t give a f no more, that’s why I’m desperate jaw dropping your dynamite sticks on
Shit, flame on, the explosion, shit, I’m hot, c’mon
I will kill you up in my dream, but in real life, yo, a different scene
So many different things, into things, but I’m just smoking them, smoke goes out of him
Oh crazy, oh hey AD, why’d you say those words to me?
So pussy I could see your field, sure shit I never fucking field
Field, you wanna till it, I can till it until the day I’m gone, yeah I will with, well shit
It’s like the well or your whale spurting shit, real shit I am it
Yo, in it to run it, the football throw it, you fools, you know it, c’mon glow it
Asian flow but you don’t fuck with the Asian, I’m Asian flow
What the effing, what the best is this? Can’t contest it ‘cause it is

My dick is the size of speck, come out, what I say with it, what now?
Everybody looking around, orangutan hang from a tree limb but I knock him down with a baseball bat plastic so he can’t hit with the hardest wood but I’m hard as good
Yes, I felt that the frown was coming around and stuff ‘cause when I was in Milwau, hawk up spit, flare at friend, but they don’t know some shit that I did, see in my face
Seeing the belly great, see the muscles was as flab, came back home and tauted that
Yo, what they taught—got certification but make shit that’s crap
Yeah, when I came through with craft seems that the house burned to ash
My parents are broke, my mom—my mom don’t know it, my bros—probably so oblivious that they don’t see what the fuck is going over they forehead
When this is everything, everything in the world, middle finger fling, flick, but you don’t know a flick if you had a flicker, the horse, sexual intercourse with a horse
The racetrack so get off, this is what y’all call love, this is what I do not want from life as it is
You can make this shit suck a dick at the same time simultaneous
Sssss like a snake, hate Jake if Jake was a police officer, if they had a police officer named Jake it would be like "wait, wait"
So many dudes, so less time to do it to ‘em too, please, I wanna do you in
Throw it in your face, blast and throw it back at me because I love confrontation
Love the words, love verbal sparring with nothing I heard of before
So it’s this, anything can happen so sucka be shit, ish
They don’t know and they will never, whatever, forever with the weather
Checking in the morning, wreckage crew respected, not you, how could it ever come through with a lot of do, dough
Don’t even know what I go through in life
Asian man, about to stab myself in the chest, remarkable plan, about to go and do it to my mom, to my dad
Angry little guy about to commit suicide
Yo, you can’t loot with drive, you can’t do what I do is right so they say
The money from the maybe, baby don’t want you if you ain’t got no dollars, so you gotta get it
And if you don’t get it, you better kill yourself ‘cause you ain’t getting it then shit, bitch
Oh in a boat, I sail with a moat, sail with the mast, kiss my ass and I’m gone
Oh, did I upset you? Yeah it was meant to, this rap’s intent to
Yeah I kill you, baseball bat in chin, baseball bat in shins, in your mouth, begins like Vincent man had a strip club plan then went to McDonald’s, got his brain beat, dead man
Dead hand from shit in a pan, nurse take it out, nurse hates her job, nurse blow her brain out
What’s the deal? Too many people ‘round here acting like what’s the deal

[Segment 4]
Cash, yo, didn’t have, but he gotta get, he a man
Mama, stand back, pops couldn’t give a dough, shit, couldn’t give a cat any want
Have a lot of problem like me, dick small, plus I can’t get chick at all
Plus I got the manual read, plus you can’t have me, m the c
The letters of the devil, devil can read, devil is back, yo, you rebels on me, you revel
The relish, ate it come please, can I some more? Serve another one is in order
Musta have no money, musta have to go back to this cunt, cunny
Yo, caddie and all, wanna shack, yo, kiss my black bat
This tan, not from take his shirt off but from all this eighteen holes I had to work up
Work I had to work off, going back home and a drink gon’ help me out
So I gotta get the come out, yo, where’s it coming? Cummy, that’s just funny
Where the fuck the ladies at to help me do something? No, believe I would tell ‘em, to get a man with cheese, a white man breeds
I’m left in the breeze, suicide, with my friend by my side, the gun is imaginary, the knife's downstairs and I have to carry
When I pick the shit up, it’s gone, at the wrist, maybe the neck
If I have so much risk, I’ll have the balls and courage to slice it off at the nerve tip
I’m at the ending soon, I’m gonna come back to part two, this is it
Alchemist with the bitch, Alchemist puts a hand on the blouse, tracks
Goes down the skirt, she leaves work, she leaves for you, and when you do it to her, you all alone, dude
Musta been a dusty thing if you wanted nothing to do when you got bust with your bust in your hand
White with the cliques, an old shirt in the laundry basket clean your old work
Baby with the cigar, oral cancer while you stick a dick in the [?]
Balls kiss some when you white fat and you professional looking to work, get your wife ‘cause you a jerk
Lesbian, eat some beans, go back home and it’s be these chimpanzees and
Seasons change and like me when I have to be putting up with a white breezy
A redhead freckled face, how’d you like to meet with my speckled daze
I mean the devil, he’s just a man, lives next door to me and that’s flowers
And flowers to came, the scene all beautiful but you just hating
Oh my lord, oh it’s won, and you lost a hundred and all them gone
Boy with the b, boy with the z, he finished that off quickly
Oh, did I mention that I am a transvestite dike Asian corrected?
Yes, they hated him, masturbated a white boy with tall blonde hair
I just jerked myself off and busted on a stuffed animal there
Alex is sick, Alex cannot be fixed, this is a dead man, in fact it’s a ghost, but if he was brown, how’d he come back in a lighter skin tone?
Please, your mom is just cooler than my mom ‘cause my mom is too white racist combined and she’s small, she doesn’t have a voice
But to say the same shit over again, it makes me paranoid
Please, dad, would you stop being these bad uncool man?
Plus my bro is fag, walks around like it, plus my brother Elliott, I don’t know where the fuck this guy is
Me, me like anyone, anyone that’s not on this earth, I’m like an alien
Please, plus my dick, suck this shit ’til there’s nothing in, huh, must’ve head bust, the mustard in a good friend so I don’t trust it
Look at my mom
Lady Gaga’s cameltoe I wanna put my mouth on slow, I wanna suck that out
Mama doesn’t know what it means so I’ma be out
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-, say b-b-b-b-b-b-b-, I’m so nervous, I can’t speak, b-b-b-b-b-b-b-
This is so bullshit, my teachers before was a white poor ghouled and shit
Elliott Gould, well he’s on the toilet for good but come back in the form of clean water where that big ole piece of shit go, it’s no more so
Eh, eh eh eh eh, golf courses are some shi-i-i-it
Everything is gone, I don’t take pleasure so this bullet’s gonna be my last pleasure

Probably complain about a man, how his body can’t take care of his plan
I’m not Pitbull but I can sure shit on a man
There are no Asians in rap and as a fan of that, I’m sure ashamed of that

This a freestyle at its utmost to crack the tape recorder, I sure wanna strike forth on some boy
Put me in jail, that’s what I want, yeah this rap needs to be passion, sure I’m in a car accident from car crashing
There must be something to dust or brush, I’m a curse, an employee can hear all of ‘em, you hear all of it
Before I’m done, be stick me in a restricted crib with a buzz on up and it's made out of medal, not wood, forget him
And if I had another chance, probably have my hand grasping and gone to blast, bad in the bad
My bones is cripped, my blood is collapsed, so is my lip, suck my ass and you can suck all this shit from the shit that passed
Listen to me

She probably complain about a man, about he can’t go through with his plan
I’m not pitbull, but I can sure poop on land
There’s not many Asians in the game so I’ma make this changing, I’m way with the picket sign

She probably complain about a man, how he can’t go through with his fucking plans
I’m not Pitbull, but I can poop on a man, hip-hop needs to be better, especially after it resurrect from the dead one

Complain if I said it, probably come with the guns, probably aim
If god is a body, but I can’t see the man, I can’t, can you?
I bring ‘em on, I let ‘em prove temptation on
Ali throw the punch, boy, throw, throw the punch, I’m gone, he
Had heat from the weed ‘cause he rolled it up and his flame’s on me
Pulled out the lighter, struck that thing and you can see orange to lighter
And it’s like he gotta be poor, it’s like only the poor have psychological problems so they go and rap or they go and steal something that don’t belong to ‘em
Probably got it from the bucks, probably gonna take it even if it wasn’t ours

I can expect one thing when I work and go work up a storm
If I wake up long job searching and internet search engines
When the recession, should’ve had jobs like those with high incomes
Wanna snap even though I have nothing
What I mean, that’s the reason that I keep bumping, keep on churning out shit and rap to make y’all learn about and flip the lady
Why should I be at the things of her, at the mood of her, if she don’t like, if she walk away, this is Alex Day
Yeah and I come with no charges, I come to charge at ‘em with lots of these punches
Punchlines, lines to make you go out of yourself to think about ‘em, I’m thinking out the box, I charge out
And I don’t charge you dollar amounts, I only take what I need and it forcibly, Mr. A A to D like an alphabet, I cracked it in two, you have to bet, this is true
There aren’t as many Asians in the game as there first came in the game, there’s a shortage and I’m ashamed of this
You may say that it’s fudged rhyme and it don’t exactly go with every one of mine like the prior
But I pry you in two, baby liar, baby girl, who’s your baby? Who’s your daddy? Is he gone for the weekend or is it lately?
Just forever he’s gone, you’re never gonna see him ever
I’m pissed and then you probably is too but you’re missing it and probably is hiding it, it’s somewhere to be found and shit
If it is a cunt, man, I’m gonna split them and bite this shit ‘cause I’m starving
And that ain’t to be calorie pumping and just storing ‘em in the big belly of life
Mister miss base is gonna be killing you with knife, cut it is the word, I split then make ‘em come out compound word
Compound sentence make you out of your mind, and I push you out the door faster than I did last time
The last line, the punchline, this is lunchtime so we can dine
This, you can’t even be like the be right, Alex D is tight, alright, dip it done

[Weird Al Yankovic sample]