*I haven’t described myself as of late but I will now* Chorus 2x: Who am I? Listen to the verses Get to know me as a person Don’t judge me off of nothing Turn nothing into something Verse 1: Hi, if you don’t know me I will show we... gonna get acquainted I am jaded, creative, well educated and well, I haven’t faded and I’m greater than Al-Qaeda Fuck all your boys I will kill ya, I reach my goals That’s my favorite, in my... past, I have had bandages My pad has lots of scratches but my rap stands out fantastic yup I got mental issues without medication They get it wrong, I set it straight then Alex doesn’t hold his tongue The worst stuff, I said it without hesitation I’m one of a kind, one in a million one person out of six billion Chorus 2x: Who am I? Listen to the verses Get to know me as a person Don’t judge me off of nothing Turn nothing into something Verse 2: I am paranoid with OCD and ADD plus Tourette syndrome, initials AAD a college graduate without employment a psychiatric patient without counseling with patience up and out the ceiling For strength I don’t lift weights To get strong for what I want I hustle up and just wait I smoke like an exhaust pipe and swear a lot but I talk right whether you’re female or are a guy I don’t know where I’m going, I’ll go right but in this direction I have no sight if I’m blind and I only hear those lies It’s those guys that told lies but no I won’t be untrue like you not no time Chorus 2x: Who am I? Listen to the verses Get to know me as a person Don’t judge me off of nothing Turn nothing into something Verse 3: Put yourself in the shoes of a bookworm if he even had shoes he could put on with extra layers at the bus stop to keep warm Nothing came easy, I had to keep going I was always teased period bottom line They put me down, I put it down on a rhyme I bottle it up inside so then I go full throttle on these guys rapid fire Alex is my own worst enemy because bad things are born mentally, he could get better with a shrink or psychologist but it’s too expensive like a college cost so I let the illness take hold of me I used to be sweet, that’s the older me They say everyday’s a new beginning Beginning with today let’s see how it’s gonna be Chorus 2x: Who am I? Listen to the verses Get to know me as a person Don’t judge me off of nothing Turn nothing into something

Verse 1: All they ever see are the frowns All they ever hear are the swearing sounds They don’t ever see that I really hurt It’s not just me, it’s your and my fault I don’t sit around and just mope I jump on the raps and get dope This rap will not fix this mess This rap gets shit off my chest Wrong or right, impolite or nice nothing or money, dead or alive This song is not one of those songs that’s slow and mad, it’s for me not ya’ll and don’t think that I truly like you just because it’s right to be rightful For me I’ll always be nice to everyone I don’t ever talk shit right to you Chorus: Here’s the hook, is the song complete now? If I don’t like it, is it something to leave out? Whatever, take a deep breath and make sure you listen to the rest of my spit Verse 2: This is not philosophical no lessons of life for you to wanna do This is for me to get better but not fully, just for me to get up I don’t care about your reaction Many times it’s a purely bad thing I feel like I’m mentally ill Curing it myself is a hard ordeal like coming off your training wheels or going back to the way I lived Obviously I haven’t killed myself which means I still got some hope left If you’re the same way raise your hand if you can relate to the way I am Screw it, you don’t have to do that thang I already know who can and who can’t Chorus: Here’s the hook, is the song complete now? If I don’t like it, is it something to leave out? Whatever, take a deep breath and make sure you listen to the rest of my spit Verse 3: Yes I rhyme yet I’m not fine Yes to wine, just drink it down alcohol to help you when you’re down seasonal depression, it’s wintertime Okay, you have to work for the good things If you don’t they’re good for nothing I just vent, explode with this pen If you say I have everything, that is fiction You cannot say I’m ungrateful See I take care of what I gain too Some say the rap game’s bad Please explain that as I stay with rap Self medication, I say what I’m thinking Sigmund Freud, free association Lastly, the reason people are reckless they wanna feel fine, these lives are bitches Chorus: Here’s the hook, is the song complete now? If I don’t like it, is it something to leave out? Whatever, take a deep breath You’ve made it through, congratulations

Chorus: No, no, I can’t believe it, no No, no… no... Verse 1: Finding a girl, it’s not a level playing field I never got ‘em, how would that make you feel? My chance came at the worst time When I’m busiest, that’s when you come around? Why in the world should I say yes? I’m stressed, I got lots of work to finish I don’t get ‘em, I’m alone Why? I don’t get it, I don’t know Don’t get me started, girls I came to changed to dearly departed Ninety-nine percent of girls are not for me One percent I want to see on my odyssey I could probably cure cancer faster than getting a date with a dancer Your antithesis I know it well Your argument is I should talk to more of them Chorus: No, no, I can’t believe it, no… Verse 2: Nobody is perfected, I said it Forget you if you get it but didn’t pay the price with years of struggle and working nights If you didn’t serve the time you do not deserve a slice This pie requires sacrifice If you don’t earn it, you weren’t challenged right My talents are sky high, you say bye-bye My skills--the tallest hill in eye sight In hindsight I grind but she’s walking That’s the closest I’ve been She’ll close the coffin With that butt she talks, she knows I want it but she won’t talk, she will be coughing Where’s the problem? My side or her side? Let’s say both sides and call it a night Chorus: No, no, I can’t believe it, no… Verse 3: Men know the flaws in women Women don’t admit ‘em, they cold commit ‘em Who throws a tantrum? Goes on rambling? It’s not a man, it’s only women Get a job and cash, wait ’til you’re 30 like only money will make me worthy Behold the most merciless, remorseless, need I speak more or less? About women I exhaust myself Girl, take a good look at yourself That man is much more than worthless like you need to be bought like a purchase It’s on me to find a girl good looking to me, they’re looking at me, they’re not talking I guess they won’t ever change so I’ll be better and the better man

*Here’s another one* Verse 1: I beat myself up ‘cause rap We cuss, I don’t care about that Coping mechanism, coping medicine so obsession will hook me since I was in high school, I listened to rappers buzzing I moved myself too because then I didn’t get where I should have been What? What will I become of, man? Rap taught me to go for what I can For critics, it’s good encouragement This is not what they would’ve seen A mic booth they are not working in so... stop, go and listen in I for one can’t stop listening and... look past the negatives It’s all music, there are no exceptions *Ya can’t kill rap or hip-hop, ever* Verse 2: Hip-hop, what a rich history Since the '70s, rap gave us celebrities Celebrate the knowledge they kick to we Span the globe, kids get it instinctively If it’s clean and it’s not explicit, these fans will listen to it regardlessly Hip-hop head, I fed on rap I’m fed up with anti-rap... ideas like it doesn’t help man but when cats can’t get jobs they jump on the rap bandwagon Born in Poorville, poured over here I need this music to breathe I see this music is me This music is harmless so don’t you go saying that it harms us *Wait, I’m not done yet* Verse 3: From poverty to consciousness to positive from gangsta shit to the greatest hits from A to Z we’ve come a long way from NYC I’m keeping it up, don’t you start hating me They’ll keep saying the N-word forevermore It ain’t nasty, I said it bad, there’s plenty more where that came from, I need a microphone Hearing my voice heals the scabs on my back from lashes, I don’t bat eyelashes Rap shatters wine glasses on impact What hurts me is thinking that I’m bad for making rap, it’s how I react I tell a story, my feelings, I don’t want approval I don’t care if you disapprove, it is not wrong I will listen to rap until the end tell you it matters, I know it for certain *So if ya don’t like rap, don’t say anything bad about it Just leave it be*

Hello? *Look at this hot shit this novice has gotten This motherfucker is really spoiled rotten I wanna stop him but he’s not stopping A lot of ‘em are like this, it’s a problem* Verse 1: I’m serving this to no specific person I saw your thing worsen, first thing-- For my lack of, I had to attack ya It’s natural I have to set an example The men with less can get the strongest Ya’ll that hoard all are nothing at all He who persists but doesn’t lift from shit will enlist as the best There’s no harvest without collecting There’s no collecting without sweating There’s no sweating without getting to it, doing it, moving it and not bitching If you’re nice but unrecognized when you rise, just wreck them guys Restless lives testify, the rest of ya’ll get to work for what you get right now *He got a lot of it, more than his allotment He didn’t work hard for it, what’s wrong with him? Some guys worked a lot harder than him And they hardly even got a part of his shit* Verse 2: I’ve seen guys get girls, girls get guys drop of a dime, both get cars, jobs Did they try? Fall in your lap? Fuck all that I grew up with food with my dad in a house, not like all this rap: ghettos, projects, hoods, the street Kiss my ass, that is not me Some are as happy as can fucking be I wish you were as mad and as fucked as me I’d get jail, you say ‘fuck,’ you’re free Very quick you got As in college I felt weak like AIDS throughout me Very fast you got friends, I was teased I searched for mine, now who’s the pussy? You thought it was mapped out, planned out Now you tell me who’s the man now *He doesn’t wait, never slaved for a thing He doesn’t understand that he just ain’t shit He’s soft, why’s he gettin’ that? Maybe he’d change if I kicked his ass* Verse 3: You thought rough road was easy street You just bust loads and beat your meat I love struggle, I reach the feats I won sucka, just eat defeat I know all my shit, I’m confident I got it, it’s no problem That’s the consequence of hardworking and to not give in when it’s hard to win Well you did not wait, you act fast It ain’t great with no brakes, you have crashed I didn’t make you race through that bad Stand on your own two feet, be a man, man Man up your whole routine, you need a plan If plan A fails, follow your B plan Then you’ll see cash but here’s the catch You need to keep at it, your grind needs to last *I don’t give a shit about him We’ll see how it plays out in the long run Between us, this race, which one won? If he don’t fall down he’s still the wrong one* Whatever

Chorus 2x: Some got it really bad so don’t be getting mad Be thankful what you got for things to build upon Verse 1: He came back from school passed for credentials, a few months passed a few bad interviews, a bad mood a trip to Cali interlude Got a job, moved into Apartment 2 always on the move no friends, no family, paychecks, unhappy paranoid, swears he going to swear and yell, flip the middle finger swings his car into a single space checking things over and over again losing control over everything doesn’t know where anything ever is feels like work will never end writes notes, it’s hard to remember them Society just won’t let him in Chorus 2x: Some got it really bad so don’t be getting mad Be thankful what you got for things to build upon Verse 2: He talked to his mom, she started to cry hung up the phone not wanting to fight He showered, dressed and started his ride It was hard to get by, he just wanted to die At work, it was hard to say hi They probably thought, ‘What’s wrong with this guy?’ He thought, ‘If only they saw me inside...’ He could work better with his problems aside but it’s hard because problems started to rise Got home and lifted a bottle way high keeping all his problems bottled inside smoking cigarettes, always longs to get high driving around tipsy to wander the night stopping at Taco Bell because he wanted a bite Gets back home, it takes long to unwind relocking doors, what’s going on in his mind? Chorus 2x: Some got it really bad so don’t be getting mad Be thankful what you got for things to build upon Verse 3: The slightest change in his tone wavering his boss puts him on probation He got fired, going back to home again The job search is not going as planned Drowns himself in music, flowing and rap doing checks, the refuse bin, that’s trash gum, crumbs, toothpick, Q-Tip cotton swabs and cotton balls, he will count ‘em all His friend dissed him so he skipped giving him calls and texts, he needed distance but his other friends he knew pulled the same stunt in his direction, he too became a victim smoking like a chimney, the pack’s empty on Wednesday, he bought it on Monday midday The note said, "When I’m gone, ya’ll are fucked" He died in his car, windows down, garage shut

Verse 1: We should be colonizing Jupiter but we’re just getting stupider move to the moon way from here so when doomsday comes we’ll live on Don’t you wanna live on? Get on the spaceship and give the human race a chance to expand on Keep our minds alive forever I wanna see the sky lit up with splendor keep the great works of art alive in the stars and skies like Star Trek but we haven’t reached the stars yet Sometimes I wanna die ‘cause at the rate we’re going when the earth will be exploding after that then there will be no one It’s the end of the world as we know it unless we keep on growing avoiding armageddon and apocalypse and if this solar system’s fucked we’ll find another galaxy exist we’ll see show two, next episode to be continued and no one will ever die I promise you, I promise you Verse 2: No one ever remembers Joe Nobody and if you’re famous, what about yo body? and if you write great literature what happens when the earth gets blown to smithereens? The aliens won’t give a fuck Those books they’ll still be there? In your dreams That’s why the human race must live on We need to inhabit other planets like Saturn Hey scientist, start working for you and the rest of your people All our work must not be for cheap fun not in vain, ‘cause if the earth just goes away nothing matters, just blows away, oh wait, no way Verse 3: We’re just scurrying around, hurrying about worrying about things that’s unimportant We have to start turning things around learning, making sure we’re bound to have an impact on the future, working around obstacles, put on spectacles, don’t make a spectacle out of everyone, that’s for children Put on bigger shoes, act like a bigger dude Now one question that I put to you Now I ask you what if this bullshit star system that we live on disappears like a big fart then why did you fly that kite? Ride that bike? watch that live fight? Dine out that night? when we’ll all just die out some damn time now, huh?

Chorus: Good riddance America, you fucking cunt Have a dick come in you with spunk then blow it out like you no want Good riddance, you whore I no want to live inside you no more Find another boy or take that baby in you, abort Verse 1: Americans are too fat Too many restaurants, too plenty They don’t care if any I can’t offend them, but they can offend me? The morals are gone, no more of ‘em The corporate moguls got they fist up your butt or cunt but you fags like it like it’s a butt plug You’re buttered up stuffed to the max with hedonism Racism’s alive, the blacks they keep in prison the key they keep it hidden They creep and sneak I flee the system, now peep the wisdom We’re in a recession, it’s the people’s fault The secret’s not in a vault The culture is fucked, America’s done One last hug and kiss, *mua* bitch Chorus: Good riddance America, you fucking cunt Have a dick come in you with spunk then blow it out like you no want Good riddance, you whore I no want to live inside you no more Find another boy or take that baby in you, abort Verse 2: They keep the poor poor and go abroad and wage war They should raise the minimum wage more or drop the A-bomb over United States homes I can’t take it no more fired twice for no reason I can explore You’ll never see my point of view That is why I point at you Americans are all lemmings, all blind following leaders with no right mind The right wing is rising, but why’s this? A bunch of greedy bastards with no conscience or standards, who stand behind the flag plastered like a mask to mask the bad actions that they stand for Chorus: Good riddance America, you fucking cunt Have a dick come in you with spunk then blow it out like you no want Good riddance, you whore I no want to live inside you no more Find another boy or take that baby in you, abort Verse 3: I remember the election in 2004 I made one of the biggest mistakes I’ve ever made I only went to vote so I could feel grown but I voted for that fake Bush, that evil hoe I voted for Obama, but is he really worthy? The USA’s dying pretty much early Get it? Prematurely? Give the death sentence to lady liberty She must be having to shit on men She’s misbehaving as she always is We need to take back the land where we live spend less while I’m on the subject Shit, I’ll wear a construction outfit if it’ll mean it’ll fix this shit but I doubt it, this country’s finished as it is, oh yes Chorus: Good riddance America, you fucking cunt Have a dick come in you with spunk then blow it out like you no want Good riddance, you whore I no want to live inside you no more Find another boy or take that baby in you, abort

Chorus: This is all three parts of me The artist, the emcee, I’m Alex The holy trinity, multiple personalities (“I’m Alex D, AD and Klash”) Verse 1: This was before things came to be before I knew that there was game in me I was playing trumpet, I was humming getting lumpy, golfing, caddying for money I’m the geeky, nerdy, dorky Alex D If you don’t like it, put your mouth on my phallic d I should have known I wasn’t meant for the earth I didn’t know shit about some men and a girl locked in a dream world head surrounded by clouds and I didn’t picture a downtrend I guess it’s better when you’re being a kid ‘cause when you’re a kid, you don’t need to do shit especially with two parents my larynx wasn’t as daring but now it’s faring fairly well I didn’t know this was hell I was living in a fairytale Chorus: This is all three parts of me The artist, the emcee, I’m Alex The holy trinity, multiple personalities (“I’m Alex D, AD and Klash”) Verse 2: Some people call me Dio, but I’m not that Trade name infringement, that’s a rock band Come hip-hop with me, I’m AD Acing every examination that I’m taking Oh your diaper needs replacing? And you want somebody else to change it? Here take your life and take it ‘cause I’m sick of grown folks acting like babies What the heck else should I put in this verse? A curse? I’m already a walking one, I’m cursed We need to extrapolate this polar thang on this graph I made and do a promenade You are probably gay I don’t know what more to say “I’m coming for you, motherfucker,” aye? Like Krazee-Eyez Killa and Larry David on Curb Your Enthusiasm, baby Chorus: This is all three parts of me The artist, the emcee, I’m Alex The holy trinity, multiple personalities (“I’m Alex D, AD and Klash”) Verse 3: Where’s my medicine? Destined to be wretched Wrecking everything that I get into Thinking what you're going to before you go into it Showing you and him how human men have been losing and how all our morals are loosening with a rudeness trip Klash on your ass No matter what race, color or creed or ethnicity all human males are niggas to me all females are bitches to me I’m not too big for my britches You can’t even fit ‘em Go inside, I’ll stomp you out like an insect I intersect the devil’s interests play Russian Roulette when the side of my head itches All I wanna do is hate people When I make a song, I create evil Chorus 2x: This is all three parts of me The artist, the emcee, I’m Alex The holy trinity, multiple personalities (“I’m Alex D, AD and Klash”)

Verse 1: Too many people make too many useless procedures Things are onerous, complicated, every trade is, extended dayshifts They did away with extended vacations, hiatuses Pressure’s on, population ascending too long Jobs can’t keep up with the people at all Lots of stress, people expect, never relent Big mess, distress, duress I’m not a complainer, bitch or negative nancy They tell you it’s good, it’s catastrophe Bosses are antsy They lost touch with the subordinates, the lowers All they do is bark orders But what they don’t know is that we are the sole owners Overkill Verse 2: Look at your tax forms, complex Look at your legal contracts, long as shit It’s rush rush rush Tailing, trailing you in traffic, bumper to bumper Workers are overworked, hurt, coerced, jerked, merked Overexerting their person every single workday I even feel rushed writing this stuff in the first place Not everybody can receive first place Isn’t that the first thing they taught you in the first grade? But still people are sprinting and tripping and flipping out to get to where they’re never gonna get to in the end except for wiggin’ out Overkill Verse 3: I’m a cynic but ya made me one You’re a cynic, that’s the way we are Take it easy, little wayward son Be more trusting like a mother would Don’t just fire someone for the way they look Make the work less strenuous not just for your friends but for everyone Don’t say I have a bad attitude or I’ll put your life on a permanent sabbatical You’re a demanding dude Relax, take a deep breath and take a nap or two Don’t run, amble to it Hurriedness has reached a maximum altitude so decompress gas and fumes Unwind and relax your drastic moves Overkill