Alex Dionisio - Side A Segment 4 lyrics

Just smoked and had a sip of the alcohol
Shit, I’m back out, what you
Know about it y’all, dissing
‘bout to go bed, you know the shit I’m ready
For you to get there
Holy shit when I’m at my
Thing, standing on a mattress
I’m flapping it
You know that I’m bouncing up and down
Shit, 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 shit, 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, fuck
I go and do my work, go to work and get paid
I might as wеll just get
AIDS and fuck gay man, but I
Say I’m never going gay, forever straight
Hey never cross the other side
Of the gate, listen to what
My brother say in 2007, ay?
Uh, liquid, hear this shit
If I blacked out and when it happened
A gay man took me out, fuck
Maybe I have AIDS or
Some other STD I’m not aware of, may it kill
Me, may it take me away to the air, son
Hold it, you don’t know shit about my
Life so stay out of it, shit
Isolation tonight
Watch when I shave, I cut my
Face up like a blade, slingshot
I bring hot rhymes to the stage, fuck
Never flipping a page, flip you off
This Filipino’s enraged
Homie, you don’t know shit 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 shit
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 fucking deliriously
Homie, what you know about me? That
Would be a short list
Fuck ‘em, cutting your knees off
At the shorts and shit, 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 fuck 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, dick riders, uh, no no, uh uh
Uh uh, uh uh, uh no no, here we go
Women can wait, men go forward like a penis
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 fuckin’ with that?
How you fucking gonna diss
Alex when he in the mic and he like that?
How he’s a mack, how you
Nothing but some shit, how
You in there ’til they
Going down and flushing, you fucking 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 bullshit I experienced is
Coming out right now
All the fucking shit I had to
Deal with every goddamn 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
Bullshit in the night
How could you be obnoxious
Like me and everything
Else, shit, when you ain’t got wealth
Not even one penny, nickel or dime, quarter
Half 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 bitch
You blind and you ain’t got time so you
Do this thing and they got signals
What the fuck is this for me? I discovered
This shit and they don’t know it’s me
Ignoring me
Damn, 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 kill myself by my own hand only
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 damn robots, you
Don’t know how to go about the flow, doc, ha

Huh, I play this motherfucker ’til the tape
Runs out ’til there’s nothing left
On this bullshit that I can say
The whole length of it now
You’re gonna hear this pain, this bullshit
Women pussy, that’s why they call them that
They
Passive, they don’t know how to act, shit
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 kill 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 some 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 goddamn semi Mack truck
But you don’t have enough game
To be maxing with, what the fuck
I’m swearing now, no caring
I’m doing in mass and shit
You can stick a dynamite stick up my ass
One, two, look at this
Music, you’re thinking you can introduce it
Here’s some shit and you can’t refuse it
It's just some shit… to
Trash their rooms with
Just refuse whenever they're asked to do shit
That’s the new shit
The type of shit that causes mass confusion
The drastic movement
I do this shit 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 turded on ‘em
And he heard a lot more than her
And you know these things
She’s squeaking, she’s squealing
Shit, I got more non-confidence than
You guys so you’re wheeling
Motherfuckers on this with the cash
And with the dough and I whoop your ass when
You don’t even fucking 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 fucks 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 dick and they
Gotta be learning the lessons
These are obsessions, these is just guys
Two guys and no, no, no
You don’t know what I’m blessing

Why the fuck not would you
Just kill a white man? Shit, 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 bitch
Don’t be a pussy
Come after me, even with that steak knife
If you ain't got 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 fuck you doing it to me?
How you running over babies and these
Kids that is less than three?
And these women, pure fertile, fruitful
Tryna give men what they want
But you know that’s like a rare case
And you know I’m staring
Pulling 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 shit
America the bitch
America, mother nature, Uncle Sam
I just slit his throat and
His hands so he couldn’t
Write another damn bill
Amendment added to the damn Constitution
You know you con me and ah I’m shooting
You know that I’m coming back
And doing Virginia Tech 2