Alex Tape Side B 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