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side b segment 4 - alex dionisio lyrics

cash, yo, didn’t have, but he gotta get, he a man
mama, stand back, pops couldn’t give a doe, sh*t, couldn’t give a cat any want
have a lot of problem like me, d*ck 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 ordеr
musta have no money, musta have to go back to this c*nt, cunny
yo, caddiе 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 f*ck the ladies at to help me do something? no, believe i would tell ‘em, to get a man with cheese, a white man breed
i’m left in the breeze, suicide, with my friend by my side, the gun is imaginary, the knife downstairs and i have to carry
when i pick the sh*t up, it’s gone, at the wrist, maybe the neck
if i have so much risk, i’ll have the b*lls 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 b*tch, 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 d*ck in the [?]
b*lls 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 the 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, m*st*rbated 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 sh*t over again, it makes me paranoid
please, dad, would you stop being these bad uncool man
plus my bro is f*g, walks around like it, plus my brother elliott, i don’t know where the f*ck this guy is
me, me like anyone, anyone that’s not on this earth, i’m like an alien
please, plus my d*ck, suck this sh*t ’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’s about 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 bullsh*t, my teachers before was a white poor gould and sh*t
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 sh*t 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 sh*t 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 sh*t from the sh*t 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 p**p 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 f*cking plans
i’m not pitbull, but i can p**p 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 sh*t 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 f*dg*d 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 p*ssed and then you probably is too but you’re missing it and probably is hiding it, it’s somewhere to be found and sh*t
if it is a c*nt, man, i’m gonna split them and bite this sh*t ‘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 k!lling 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]

- alex dionisio lyrics

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