Jay Alexander - Alexander the Great

Nah, this ain't a real gun
But this flow you about to hear?
Is real motherfucking skill

Yo, they call me Alexander the Great, ain't got time for the hate
So step back with the corny flow, profligate, I'm stacking cake

And I mean real pastries, someone that cares about the money I ain't
And if that's a problem for you, pucker your lips and place to my taint
My profane style just may make you up and faint
I can't spit a couple words a second with the reverence of a reverend without reference
At least once an album to my own life and the thoughts that never end
I'm back in the places I been again, ain't never gonna bend again
Ain't ever been to Bennigan's, but here's my brand again
Just in case I leave you wanting more like Zapp Brannigan
Ain't gotta phone a friend, don't have a lifeline in store for me

Always wondering what's more for me, optimistic like a corgi
Stalk you like Jason, no Voorhees, I hate and abhor beef
Call me vegetarian as I kill this beat
Will never face defeat, so feel the heat
With the chattering and gnashing of my teeth, yeah
Only slowing down the tempo for a minute to give you a break on this track
I'm breaking my back, and bringing this back, so don't say my shit is whack
Harder than Heart Attack, Scarlxrd don't fire back, this is a respectful nod, so send it back
ATG more dangerous than HPV with the flow so natural like do re mi

Don't rate me anything more than 90 degrees, 'cause I will never turn around
You see? I know what I'm doing here, ain't gotta question me
I hear your questioning, I hear your degrading, that shit don't bother me
I'll probably just flip you off and continue singing, your ears are ringing
With the intensity of the flame that I am bringing
I'm not leaving, until I have each and every one of you careening
Alexander The Great

Written by:
Jay Alexander

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