Alex Dionisio - Side A Segment 2 lyrics

Yesterday, feel me, one, three
I’m new to this, give me some time
I need to make my rhyme feel out the beat
You gotta move your feet
I gotta move your arms to the heat
You reach 137 then you’re
Dead, you’re below 50, feel me red
You don’t know that I make no sense
And I don’t make change
I only make men into boys
I destroy your whole family tree
Chop it down
Hip-hop is longer now in this repertoire
Get your wardrobe torn out your closet
Walls and just thrown out
Of your house by an angry
Spousе that caught you cheating
Got you feeding all on the bus
Get on thе bus and try to get puss
It’s not me, you see my life
You don’t see me for the trees at night


You gotta be with me
You gotta see how I bleed just to feel me
You don’t understand the plan that
I had in the
Land to battle you and cut your hands off
Take your mans off of the scene and do the
Same thing to form all day for the green
I’m warned, since I was born I
Was screaming inside of my head
That’s why a demon is in it
And I was squirting semen so I got off
It and got knocked off my block with
This college is making me mad this life
I feel like shooting myself in the
Hand so I could never write
Freestyle all my life ‘cause
I feel spitting offhand
And the first thing you do is better
Than if you thought about it for fifteen
Before you spit a lot about it
I’m talking lots of shit
It’s like the toilet and
Mouth is intersecting
It’s like insects intersecting with my
Mouth to eat the
Shit off of it just to be living
I feel it hard to breathe
I feel it gone when I wanna get on the lady
You guys got everything you need so please
Help me out
Get me out this game so I can breathe
Can I leave? Can I emcee? Can
I have two letters at least?
Can I have it down to z, down to a t
With recipe with the Ice T
With Jay-Z and Nas, maybe Pac and Biggie?
With Eminem on the track so I can make my
Hell melt and make my head melt again
I’m back that’s all I need in the game
I need the bus pass just to get
Rushed past and then I have
To miss the bus to catch the
Next one in line at last if I get the cash
Maybe I can get a car or maybe I could
Get scarred or maybe I could get a woman
Or maybe I could stick her
Inside a 425 degree oven
And you would never realize but eventually
I need it to be
I'm needing to be in a coffin
To be coughing to be living to be alive
‘cause I’m a dead man fucking walking
Listen, I like that, nice
Everybody around me eating rice
Like my ancestors, the Filipinos
You eat beans and that’s all
You eat ‘cause you
Can’t afford anything else but what you feed
You don’t have dollars, you
Don’t have no green, no pesos
No piece of my land could ever be
Dedicated for your hands to till
And you couldn’t feel me if you was also ill
I have ancestry in Europe
I suck the sweet syrup dry, bone dry
You don’t know me if you
Hold the microphone at night
Please, just go away
I have to articulate these words for my art
This is just a part of me
Have ya heard by the grapevine? No
Babe, do some figure eights on my ass
Let me know if you can grind if you don’t
I’m leaving for the next weekend
Hey, the next evening, I’ll be here emceeing
I’ll be here doing the thing
Everybody knows I’ve got rings
That’s not like tangible
A tangerine dude eating those
Hey I got some oranges
Will you change for the rhyme or will
It change you or this or that?
For rap I bend over but not for bitches
Give that
Everybody live that, I hope you have the
Same credos, have the same beliefs
Have the same damn rules that you feed hoes
Everybody do they thang on they slang
I don’t know the definition of bang so I left
It for death and then I rang the doorbell
These whores don’t know what’s hell, shit
They don’t know how to work, they just twerk
They just make a man work for them
I don’t have a lot of albums, in
Fact I have to have ‘em
In fact if I don’t I’m gonna kill myself
I’ma thrill myself like Michael
I don’t throw jacks, I’m Jackson
I don’t go back, I’m back, son
You don’t know make no sense no no mo’
9 11 throw though
Everybody, go home, please, ‘cause I’m
Not on my thing tonight, why?
Maybe ‘cause I’m cold, maybe
‘cause I’m tired
Maybe ‘cause I’m wired from drinking
The Monster all night
Maybe because I don’t know the rhyme
As well as I should
We should meet again, have
A meeting with coffee, stimulate me
Hate me, whatever you like to
Debate me in your meetings
Just degrade me, grate me like cheese
Mister emcees
Mister don’t-give-an-f-still-won’t leave
Have you ever seen the game without
Me? That’s like a facelift
Yo, I want you to doubt me
I’m gonna leave soon, but I’ll leave you
With this if you don’t like me
Then just leave pissed

What if I get an F, is that the end
Of the world? No, I just keep on going
Keep on going
Reaching for the beat and then I’m flowing
It don’t matter the way that
You move your feet
It only matters what you say to he
If I do the wrong thing
Are you gonna blame me or you
Gonna sing the song again?
I don’t rap ‘cause I have to
It’s ‘cause I’m mad at you
Everybody come around when they have to
Not when they want to
That’s the first problem
I got ninety-nine of them, holla
If you got a dollar
Then give it to the poor man
If you got a hundred, give it to this guy now
Everybody, you don’t know what I mean
When I don’t rhyme
I don’t know ‘em sounds like it seems
Everybody, bring around, sow the seams
Everyone is singing now
No one is gonna scream so I
Bring the cream from the cow
I show you the know-how and put
It to your head so blaow
If you don’t like me that’s cool
Actually I prefer it
I don’t like her but I’m nervous, shit
I don’t mean to be nervous
Go all out and say fuck it and do it loud
Everybody just is obnoxious when they
Around me ‘cause they
Don’t know me ‘cause they don’t know me
Con on my steez and they know that I’m greeze
And they know that I flash like the breeze
That I go around smooth that I change the
Beat if they don’t have no heat
Everybody has a beat but don’t
Nobody have no voice
Pick your choice in Illinois
This is me, this is Alex to
The what? Not Chicago, go west
Yeah I’m found those places
You know the golf clubs and
The caddies was wasted because
Those twenty-two dollars plus the
Tips wasn’t no garbage
There wasn’t none of that shit
That I couldn’t spark with
Please, if I can’t articulate
And my grammar’s bad
Why would you listen to me anyway?
Ok, I’ll admit, I’m the shit, you is
Nothing, you go home then, that’s fine
Actually I prefer it
Word to me on my mamas that birthed him, calm
Everybody that was here, isn’t going
There, I’m standing right here, oh yeah
Just dancing to myself, talking to
Myself, giving you the finger
That’s my wealth
Someone else, they can do the opposite
I hope you’re not like me
That’s what I wanna watch in this eyelid
Hey, this is cool, pay me
You ever heard that your pesos don’t go
A long way but mine do?
I thought they was on the same currency rate
Not you, hot you, I watch you
I spot you and then I knock you
Homie, if I calm down my voice
And it lowers my voice
I chose to be this boisterous
You don’t know the boys is this
End of this rhyme, gone, clear
Everybody knows this

I don’t wait, I go straight in, dive
In, I’m liver than most men, think it
If you wanna have beef with me
You can just cook it like ribs or the loins
You can do it and destroy
Him, he’s already dead
What you know about him?
Tell me everything, don’t reveal a
Thing to your friend
Tell it to me before you do him
And I’m gonna screw you
Put you in a cell and eat the key
You ain’t the key to
Emcees’ dreams, American dreams
Americans scream when they see me
I’m crazy, you know that? If you
Didn’t, I’ll bring it to you, sing
Slow songs to you nice and quiet
Piano style, the tempo is slow
Everybody wanna smile when they
Hear me even though
I talk violence even though I start riots
These guys is crazy, I’m peeling the skin
I wanna know how you feel
When I’m feeling so bad
Is you feeling the pain? Is
You even inside the game?
You're in the exterior so get inside the box
Maybe then you can talk about me a lot
Maybe hate me, whatever emotion
You flowing not
I’m flowing like the ocean, I'm hot
But you guys is not
Go to China and see outsourcing and I’ll
Oh, you don’t know me
How you gonna go see the emcee
At the show that I
Am charging you dough? I’m charging
You like the chargers though
Holy shit, Alex knows know-how like this
Alex is the quiz, you gotta test that
Ha, you wanna test the patience? I
Don’t have no patients like a
Doctor, I knock you up, not
Dr knock boot, what’s up, huh?
Yo, you gotta say yo
If you an emcee then you gotta throw ‘bows
Everybody theoretically speaking is not me
When you Puerto Rican
Is you having diabetes then? I did the
Research so I know these things
Hoe, if you ain’t flowing like the hose
Maybe you below in the asshole
If you a man paying her money, shit
You ain’t nothing but a bub
You ain’t love me
Man, I’m crazy with the rhyme
I hate you with the rhyme
I go back to the front gates
And act like it didn’t happen, rewind
Everybody see mine
If you reveal it, then you
Steal it, if you wrong
Sing a song and maybe you can be clean again
It’s a clean slate, I wipe the
Plate clean when I eat that, yeah
Everybody, make me all sad, make me mad
Make me every emotion in the book
I’m glad that it happened to me
If I die I won’t be mad
That it happened to me
Everybody who did it, spit it
Everybody not gonna be bodying themselves
Digging a hole, I put you in it
Before you can put yourself in it
Ya dig it?
Hey, say hey say no way, say Alex, this guy
Is a, a letter, that’s all his entity is
His identity is
If I make a mistake then go on
It doesn’t matter, I go on, i go on
Shit, man, this life is good
This life is bad, two sides
I see two guys, two faces, I see two races
I see two races in me
At least I got two, you guys only
Have one so it’s half of me, true
If you got a true or false question
If you got multiple choice
And if you got fill in the
Blank, that’s the full spectrum
And no guessing this is freestyle, not on
One topic, ADD style, aAD style
Everybody, you don’t know AC dC now
When I played it in band I was the man even
Though the rest was teenagers
When they was boys
Why, if they was toys, I’m playing
With them, if they was not
I destroyed them in Illinois when I was
Back in there doing my thing
Taking all the different classes, it
Destroyed his brain then, his brainstem
Everybody, say these words
Everybody, trade your girls for my girls
And I take a break so I can catch a
Breath when I say it for god sakes
I don’t make a pause ‘cause that would
Be deteriorating to the rap cause
Everybody knows the gauze if you’re medical
If you’re spitting these words
If you're giving medicine to these dudes that
Don’t need it and only bleed shit
You know that they be pissing out the blood
And it’s opposite of what they did ‘cause in
Those books is lies, in those mouth is eyes
I’m making anatomy be a tragedy
I’m flipping it outside in
Everybody going outside again just to hear my
Rap when I’m on the stage
And I don’t have a book there flipping a page
And doing a freestyle and memorizing out wild
Everybody knows when I’m washing the
Car that I’m gonna body
Them and put them in to get you scarred
Hey, I’m gonna pay, it is to me, what you say
Watch your mouth so your
Eyeballs go in front
They out of your sockets
And pull the money out of your pockets
Give it to me so I can put it in my pockets
Yeah, I’m hot with it, ay, when you spit it
Can you say I’m not it? No
Because I’m the truest, the
Rap influence, rap influenza
The sickest to do it hey, you gotta pay me
You gotta have a melee in the game
If you didn't, you should beat me up
‘cause that would be a new experience
What’s up?
Everybody didn’t, everybody spitting
Everybody gotta live this
Ay, you made it, maybe with a flame
Maybe it’s equivalent to the game
Maybe it’s this
This is when I do it in with a syringe
And then I give you this evil dose, megadose
Caffeine to stay up your nose
I throw ‘bows with my eyeballs
And I don’t end
And with the flows I go all out
Yeah, this is me, Alex to the D closing
This is me