Alex Dionisio - Side A Segment 3 lyrics

I’m in Wisconsin, home of the cheese and cows
You gotta know how we be now
I don’t give a shit about this game
This is rap, but I think it’s kinda lame
I blow up my stereo
I’m hearing you, but I don’t like it
Ya know? There’s too many elements to rap
I’m giving you hell, when I smell it
It rotten in fact
Everybody, put your hands up
I’m done with this rhyme
Put your man up on the mic
To finish it for me
You guys are sex rhymes, you’re getting horny
There’s too many guys in it, too many
Lies in it, too many eyes
Two to each guy in it
If you don’t spy me with the music
I’m probably giving it to your girl
So that she can do it like
A drug, the most blissful drug


Thе one that pisses you off
When you takе too much
If I’ll end this rhyme with a freestyle
Maybe I didn’t write it down
How ya like me now?
If there’s too many people in the game
We need some tools to rearrange
And maintain the game
If there’s a lot of guys
There’s not an allotment for the
Funds and dollar signs
So an atom will split
I looked at ‘em like they was shit
And I flushed the shit out ‘em
There was water and saline
What you saying to me when
I split your blood off
From your serum and then you stare at him?
You don’t know what I’m swearing
Even if you was an oath
I’m the most dope rapper you’ve
Ever heard flow with
This like ocean and gray matter in the brain
In fact I’m a rapper, I’m not a CLS student
I’m doing this shit to make you dudes
Smelling like shit when you do some
Who could ever compete with me when
I bit it off and
I shit it off every morning before I go to
Work, this was 4am, what
You jerking your cock? You just
Gotta stop and get to the
Work, ain’t that right, pa? Hah
If you knew a two race guy
He might’ve been V Tech
And shoot freestyle shit
Like bullets into his head
Before the policemen
Could do this thing to him, mangling him
All his life teased, all his life said
Please until he snapped off with rap
Take off your hat in the place to be
If you gotta break
Then release the braces from he
This is just an eraser, then I’m a chaser
Drinking that shit ’til I'm
Done ’til I’ve had too much of
Alcohol and my body shuts down, c’mon
If you gotta freestyle with me, then I’m
Not gonna pay you, it ain’t free, you see?
There’s too many dudes that’s acting
Rude, you stealing my food
I’m gonna slit you in two
There’s too many guys and lies and eyes
And everybody is downsized and capitalized
Too many people getting money
They are fucking greedy
Too many people in this state are not needy
‘cause they ain’t living po’ and shit
They ain’t livin’ on the street
Wanting mo’ and shit
Hold it, I’m ‘bout to be done
And you can suck my dick for fun
I cut in the rhyme so smooth, oh
You heard? It’s so cool
If I dissed you, that’s fine
That’s just another element of my rhyme
So when I go off, you gotta
Just embrace it, and face it
Face-to-face it
It’s so damn cool like a blanket that
Was out and it was the winter
Feeling me like a splinter, ha
Jolt the pain and feel that
I put bolts in your brain to tie
It up so tie it up, the rhyme
What’s this time gonna do for you if
You sniffing coke, smoking crack cocaine
Ya dope? You don’t know this for the record
I’m gonna wreck ya
I’m always first place and never second
One thing I know for sure
Is that if I freestyle
I’m gonna hit you in the blur
If you guys caught me in the
Freestyle, I was in the cut
Being wild and me I’m my own man
I get my shit done
In between I say these words again and again
I stopped jerking for this shit, this is
My true love when I work, i’m like "work?"
Why must I do it every time
Why must I lose it every
Single rhyme that I’m spitting?
I have a hobby, but in the winter I
Can't embody this shit, bodying me and shit
I wanna shit on my shit
This is just incredibly miserable
Where is my embracing
Where is the face to face shit?
I’m glad I’m not in a
Motherfucking wheelchair, not paralyzed
Look into my eyes i don’t give a fuck
About the A-z-n, mongoloids
I ain’t in the country to be those boys
I’m in America so they stare at
Me, I don’t stare at them
What the fuck is going on then?
I’m treated like a monkey
At the motherfucking zoo
Who youse talking to?
Eval said I’m quiet, fuck V Tech shit
I’m starting a riot
And you know what? I put on my gloves
But for the love of god choke you
You know what’s up
You know it’s coming, so so quiet
So so he don’t apply it
You can’t hear what he say, I’m sure you can
Hear a bullet spray, you go the other way
Ok?
I’m dealing with these stupid people that is
So evil I’m staying away from you
Avoidance is so
Good when I stay the fuck away from you
And not say to you anything, ok, dude?
And once I’m done with this music
And graduated then maybe I’ll visit
But that’s like what? Fucking thirty minutes
They don’t pay me shit
I gotta splurt bullshit like
I was taking a diarrhea
On the motherfucking toilet
Where’s the TP? I don’t find this
Shit so I gotta walk away
With my ass crack so damn
Blanched and so damn blemished
You put the shit on the bitch tapered
I don’t have a car
That shit makes me stronger
Even on two feet I would go longer
These dudes with their girlfriends… shit
I’m thinking about the world in the end
Damn, r to the i-p, you will
Never see me eye to eye, tell
Me lies, just spit on me, shit
On me, piss on me, everything
I’ll take the grit of society
And feel the blemish
Feel the pain when your life finished
You’re gonna see dark instead
Of the fucking light
You’ll be in trouble every single night that
I see you like coming through
Your doors when you’re sleeping, lock the
Door and strangle you all, you see him now?
Maybe you can feel a little bit harder
When you take the money from
Him, ain’t that nice to be eating
Rice, shove it down your throat
Choke and everybody can loc the
Dough if you’re paying dues
If you don’t, we gotta pay bills
I’ll kill you
I’m just joking, this shit is just
Play, this is just my hobby
This is just some shit that I say when I’m
Not golfing ‘cause it’s too fucking cold out
I’ve got nothing to hold onto now
Listen to me at the motherfucking end
I’m walking
With the rhyme and this is nothing, man
Shit, when I go to the hospital, I’m like
A full three-sixty difference, shit on me
Bitches
Every single rhyme that I say is like
One more minute off my life, okay
Damn, it’s just blissful
Hearing the birds chirp and the sound of
The farts coming out your worst enemy
Equivalent, try to shit on me
And then shit on
Them, a full circle, an eye for an eye
Equal and opposite reaction
When you’re making
Them bones subtracting them other
Bones and the cartilage and the
Joints get swole and explode
This is just a load in your face from
Your bitch that did it to you
You know it’s the opposite
She got the dick and you got the pussy
And how could you attempt to push
When you can’t push me?
There was nothing but a man in that
Other end when you fucked that ass
Again, how could you be this? Put
Hey that’s stray, but you gay, okay?
Maybe this was something of me going insane
But there’s
No other way I could see you guys, ok
And my family’s away
Pain makes me stronger like
V Tech bullets and thirty
Kids dying in Virginia
I’m feeling the pain of
This Asian shaved head
I’m dealing with so much
Strain in this Catholic, i’m
Not that shit, ok, I’m glad for that, ok
This is the rhyme you’re gonna hear
Hear me out the hospital, staying long
Hours, clinicals, research, doing this work
For this cash, but I can’t spend it
I don’t even have the time for that
Tripping over my words but you get the main
Idea, when I spit in the game here
The lane’s clear to be turning into it and
Fucking swerving, switching, you
Bitches unnerving me, you heard me?
For the last time I’m acting
Like an asshole when
I get no damn wife in this life
That’s to blast hoes
To get it with the gun to fire
All bombs multi hands strangling pins
And sharp needles, lawn mowers and those
Suicide car bombers and karaoke, kamikaze
Down your throaty choky
On rhymes, you don’t know me, good
You’re so soaked in this misery
The blood on your hands will
Never flow from rinsing with water
Ya know it’s o, 2, you know it’s H in front
You know you hasten one and say what you want
This is me at the end
Pray to your very best friend that they
Don’t leave you at the last hour
And give you your last rights before
He gives you the yellow shower
I’m a state away from my family tree
Fuck Alex D
I’m gonna change my name to Randy V
Fuck having children
I’m gonna stick a baby inside
Of my abdominal cavity
There’s too many around, I gotta lay some out
Repeat V tech, so what ya gonna say now?
And then I just destroy all the companies
That telecast this shit on TVs
They don’t want emcees to be broadcast
Broads cast looks and don’t do
Shit about getting hooked up
I must have a screw loose in my brain
But I don’t do shit to fix it in the game
There’s too many dudes that’s
Loose in the lips
Saying whatever they want and maybe push me
Refrain you don’t want that to happen
The beef comes out
To put on your tables, just don’t eat it now

Yes, I’m glad I’m dark
It separates me from you
Turn the lights off, green turns to blue
And yellow turns to red
Kinda like your head when it’s cut
So what the fuck ya gonna have said?
Too many people grabbing up them damn pencils
When they’re not sharp enough to be
Splitting and denting in you
There must be an indent or
Two in your paragraph
‘cause I don’t see one, I see a pair of ass
Against me in this microphone battle
You couldn’t have a telecast if
You telephoned your asshole
For a clip, to be saying shit at me
But I already won ten seconds before
The rap started ya see
There was a lot of game
But I took all of it on my plate and ate
There must've been an eight
A figure on my dick and ya don’t know shit
So how ‘bout this?

I’m gonna release all my
Complaining and whining bitching, moaning
Pissing and owning the microphone and
You guys don’t know this rap
If you had a lot of Saran
And foil around your food
You already spoiled it
This stool I shit inside your food
Make you eat it
Watch you and cam-cord it too
Put it up on YouTube for everyone to see
Your parents, your grandparents
Even your future seed
This is crazy, my mind’s melting
Sorta like Indiana when he did
Those guys in then
There’s too many shit's to do with papers
So I’m seeing ya later
Rap is what I’m saying
That’s just a goddamn hobby when not golfing
That’s just isolation and
Just non-involvement i love it when I’m just
Casting aspersions and acting like
Ass and just spitting trash at these dudes to

Stop it, I see you for the last time
Damn, staying away from him is
A savior to him it’s safer then
Pull my goddamn laundry out of the bin
Tomorrow we back at it again
Shit, I was drunk, I was dead drunk, puking
I didn’t know what happened
When I blacked out
Shit, I gotta go on and act out the next day
So just keep on working and be yourself
Screw yourself, just go to school, ok?
Walk around like ya don’t give a fuck
Like ya don’t give a fuck about
Anyone else but your family
And yourself, protect yourself alright?
Get your money get this shit done