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side a segment 4 - alex dionisio lyrics

just smoked and had a sip of the alcohol
sh*t, i’m back out, what you know about it y’all, dissing
‘bout to go bed, you know the sh*t i’m ready for you to get there
holy sh*t when i’m at my thing, standing on a mattress, i’m flapping it
you know that i’m bouncing up and down
sh*t, 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 sh*t, 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, f*ck
i go and do my work, go to work and get paid, i might as wеll just get aids and f*ck g*y man, but i say i’m never going g*y, forever straight, hey, never cross the other side of the gate, listen to what my brother say in 2007, ay?
uh, liquid, hear this sh*t
if i blacked out and when it happened, a g*y man took me out, f*ck, maybe i have aids or some other std i’m not aware of, may it k!ll me, may it take me away to the air, son
hold it, you don’t know sh*t about my life so stay out of it, sh*t, isolation tonight
watch when i shave, i cut my face up like a blade, slingshot
i bring hot rhymes to the stage, f*ck, never flipping a page, flip you off, this filipino’s enraged
homie, you don’t know sh*t 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 sh*t, 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 f*cking deliriously
homie, what you know about me? that would be a short list
f*ck ‘em, cutting your knees off at the shorts and sh*t, 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 f*ck 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, d*ck riders, uh, no no, uh uh, uh uh, uh uh, uh no no, here we go
women can wait, men go forward like a p*n*s, 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 f*ckin’ with that? how you gonna f*cking diss alex when he in the mic and he like that?
how he’s a mack, how you nothing but some sh*t, how you in there ’til they going down and flushing, you f*cking 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 bullsh*t i experienced is coming out right now
all the f*cking sh*t i had to deal with every godd*mn 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 bullsh*t in the night
how could you be obnoxious like me and everything else, sh*t, when you ain’t got wealth, not even one penny, nickel or dime?
could i have 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 b*tch
you blind and you ain’t got time so you do this thing and they got signals
what the f*ck is this for me? i discovered this sh*t and they don’t know it’s me, ignoring me
d*mn, 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 k!ll myself by my own hand only me
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 d*mn robots, you don’t know how to go about the flow, doc, ha

huh, i play this motherf*cker ’til the tape runs out ’til there’s nothing left on this bullsh*t i can say the whole length of it now
you’re gonna hear this pain, this bullsh*t
women p*ssy, that’s why they call them that, they passive, they don’t know how to act, sh*t, 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 k!ll 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 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 godd*mn semi mack truck
but you don’t have enough game to be maxing with, what the f*ck
i’m swearing now, no caring, i’m doing in mass
that sh*t, you can stick a dynamite stick up my ass
one, two, look at this
music, you’re think you can introduce it
here’s some sh*t and you can’t refuse it
this just some sh*t… to trash their rooms with
just refuse whenever they ask to do sh*t
that’s the new sh*t, the type of sh*t that causes mass confusion
the drastic movement
i do this sh*t 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 t*rded on ‘em
and he heard a lot more than her
and you know these things
she’s squeaking, she’s squealing
sh*t, i got more non*confidence than you guys so you’re wheeling
motherf*ckers on this with the cash and with the dough
and i whoop your ass when you don’t even f*cking 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 f*cks 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 d*ck and they gotta be learning the lessons
these are obsessions, these is a guys, two guys and no, no, no, you don’t know what i’m blessing

why the f*ck not would you just k!ll a white man?
sh*t, 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 b*tch, don’t be a p*ssy
come after me, even with that steak knife
if you don’t have 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 f*ck you doing it to me?
how you running over babies and these kids that is less than three?
and these women, pure fertile, tryna give men what they want, but you know that’s like a rare case
and you know i’m staring, pull 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 sh*t, america the b*tch
america, mother nature, uncle sam, i just slit his throat and his hands so he couldn’t write another d*mn bill, amendment added to the d*mn constitution
you know you con me and ah i’m shooting
you know that i’m coming back and doing virginia tech 2

- alex dionisio lyrics

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