Alfred’s Theme

20 bitches hooked up on my arms, like swing sets/
Kicked em in the stomach, vomiting like green and red/
My bars are stuck up in there heads, does it sting yet/
Bitch you do not get the bread and no you're not a genius/

Flex your momma's cash a little-i snooped around, you dont got drizzle/
Showing off your daddy's pistol, pricing knifes like they were crystals/
You've takin advantage, weak and abandoned, precious women, not no bandit/
You in a panic, nobodys fans it, imma be dancing, to your disses/

You been creepin in there DM's, you askin to twist there panties up/
And say you'rе gonna kill yourself, if they dont give thеre kitty up/
Look here, little man, i mean boy-no one is really giving a fuck/
Im using rappers limbs like a stick for my fuckin hockey puck/

Ego's bigger then the trade center, did you hear they crashed?/
Your mental state is the same, that shit ain't bound to last/
Like the fire fighters, your world is buried in a bunch ash/
Your life has just collapsed, like some shattered glass, can't move past that/

Im fucking done with you, what is next on my little list/
If you're the devil, here's johny, ill play the fiddle stick/
Im fucking done with you, what is next on my little list/
If you're the devil- wait fuck, what did i say again?/

In the game i've posed a risk, im prone to diss, a hoeing bitch/
The boeing hits and broke some shit, roll like locomotives and crips/
Ain't no sugar coating this shit, got the cougar choking on dick/
Im a ruler, you know it is, i been poppin off like a zit/ (ah!)

I rip the fabric, space and time like toby with some woman's jeans/
It's alfred's theme, to murder anything, that i have ever seen/
See the green moon and im spliting brains, drink the dopamine/
And hopefully the goal to be, one of best, is approaching me/

Knock a couple bitches out, giving em colonoscopys/
And every day im constantly, writing lines and im honestly/
Never gonna be tired, with spitting writtens, subconsciously-/
-heard you into astrology, im an Aries, can't talk in peace/

Fuck, we're on 33, shooting up in a nursey/
It occured to me, that no one really ever heard of me/
I been surfing beats for a while and im serving beef/
To any fuckin rapper, that dissin me, that's a certainty/

Im never been giving a fuck, come with a force of a thousand trucks/
I get em in line of rounds, i huck, and then imma entice and pounce, good luck/
Diggin around a grave, they're stuck, im givin a price to pay, you'll duck/
If you claim-you the best of us, better drop the cap, cuz you suck/ (ah!)