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RAT$ // ROACHE$
01:57
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down in the city before me
concrete cracked as open sores be
surrounded by sorcery
bright lights absorb me
drugs in my blood got me sluggin down the street
slow as blood drippin down the subway tunnel wall beneath
I’m prepared for anything that might try to stop me
I’ve been shot at, I’ve been robbed
fist tight round my baton
he not here to play
jigsaw falling into place
lookin left side of Thom Yorke’s face when I hit the laced
slippin through the space like rats through the sewer grates
movin down the alleyway where money’s truly gettin made
gettin paid for my time (watchmaker)
pop a rusty pair of scissors
rob you of your rock and paper
returnin loose-leaf to pulp be routine to me as gravy on your poutine
do not mistake me as your neighbor
gettin mine like it’s musical chairs
whoever cares will survive long enough to meet and kill their maker
and I ain’t got none
but shout out my dad and mom
had to kill their first son in an abortion
that was me, too deformed
life ain’t fair, it’s unborn
shoutout to my bruh on the beat colder than some borsch be
I spit it gross like when poor schmucks
pop pours full of pus sittin on the back of public bus
yup, we get it, your life sucks
but you gotta make it work like smokin out a can you crush
you staring at yo candy crush
wonderin how the fuck you actually got rushed up on
got no compassion for dumb rappers spittin humdrum
thinkin that they savage but
only just turned 21
probably never popped the glock before
I’m homegrown as the dro I just smoked
havin mufuckas killed in Chicago like my name was Al Capone
alcohol in my blood like embauliming fluid
bitch, I’m crazy as these girls on OkCupid
and you know I’m gone
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FVCKMYLIFE
03:02
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hands numb, knees weak, feels like I can't fuckin breathe
not hungry, probably should eat though, my stomach been weak
ya'll know me, lyin around not awake or asleep
just lonely, zoned on my phone til the shit go...
fuck my head yo, tryna get blown, forget what I'm on
but it's too fuckin difficult to get me up out of my zone
roll out the crib and I light up a bone
cause I'm tryna smoke all of my doja alone
yeah, I know what I need - know what I want
know how to get it and get all acquaintances gone
CTA with a zone, headphones in but my eyes never close
watchin the ebb and the flow
watchin my back as I walk out the door
watchin my back til I'm back in my home
lockin it twice cause a character prone
to carry the chrome and fuck with ya boi who be gettin his own
they wanna jump cause I got what they don't
a bitchboi crawl for my ounce
smokin my product on he mama couch
heard you the kinda prick who won't even eat yo girl out
and me? I can't get enough of that skin stuff
I don't give a fuck if it's dick or cunt
just love to fuck, call it gay shit
and some grown ass men be afraid of it like bitch
used to be anxious if I wore some makeup some fake thugs might try to make shit
but really they ain't shit, livin in ancient ideals of why the should hate me
yuh, I do not blame em
been rapping about suckin dick, and still I been fuckin with girls that you can't get
livin untouchable like all this paint wet
shoutout chicago, always see a muthafucka that I know
RP to south shore, my name follow me where I go
askin about my paper, askin about my music
it's kind of amazing, I am in love with this life that I'm choosin
homeless, frozen, shakin
mayor emanuel sleepin amazin
takin that money straight from education, the fuck is you thinkin?
this is the city I'm livin in 365, not just a vacation spot
hope you get shot and robbed, die at the hands of the people you fakin
cause we can feel those changes, see that stress strain on the pavement
got cracked pipes on crack pipes, and the temps keep fluctuatin
stuck in the basement where the murder rate straight steady pacin
round the block like the popo after coke rock and affiliation
they tried to kill me for my paper
I'm just tryna live where I'm safe bruh
I'm just tryna live where I ain't stuck
get high and make stuff, fight and then hate-fuck
forget living off of my paystubs
got what ya'll need so ya'll pay us
got a new chain that yo crush absolutely loves tuggin up on when we f-
do our thang, read a bad bitches body like a mood ring
all my friends already dead like a group hang
poppin one too many pills for the pain
yeah I'm too different, two chains, been the plug like two fangs
on top, toupee, bulimic, I move weight
I rot like a bouquet and got group therapy goin the fuck up on a Tuesday
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VVINDCHILL
01:48
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you know it's RAW SAUCC you copped ya raw off
chopped em all off like a frostbitten arm
had to swerve on em dawg
cut em all off
keep my fingers froze til they fall off
you 2018 alt, I'm OG mall goth
goin harder than whoever cut your balls off
if we ain't talkin ledger, y'all can fall off
drop the hundo stories that you brought with that tall talk
RAW comin in hot, a molotov
with the R.I.P. GANG behind me
bustin out coffins
used to be a lost cause, now I hit it raw dog
when you girl so sick of your small cock
ask anybody, bitch, I am all SAUCC
a mufucka fallin quick when they all talk
see I suggest stepping with discretion
not one for forgettin, I will bash his head in
when I see his bitch ass on the CTA at 3am
no one to mediate
AY BICH
and you can find me in that seedy place
where even CDC will stay away
learned the teachings of jesus in CCD so I could stray
fuck the CPD, I'll make that fire til the ceiling cave
spit it like banana clip, split, and peel away
seal my fate, speeding down the freeway while I need a break
I have been screaming for help in every conceivable way
but leave me in my grave
I just need to lay with them gold chains
cuttin blood flow to my sleepy brains
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KNOT$
01:39
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every day been exactly the same
movin this weight under sky ashen grey
cracks in the sidewalks keep catching my sneaks
knots in my pocket too deep, I can't reach
I want it, I cop it
young magician poppin knots out of my pocket in a constant supply
they watching my life like a biopic
I gotta mob on the sly
hop in girl, it's just you and I
we can slide through this city like a parasite
just ride with me baby through this paradise
I know you hear them snakes rattle like a pair of dice
and I've been paranoid, so I'm prepared to die
packin all that heat like a pilot light
ya boi skin thick as a burn vic in a firefight
unconcerned or sympathetic with your fight or flight, aight?
he not the type to psyche
if you love yo life, you won't get too hype
cause imma pop that knife, and pull that trigger twice
put a couple holes in em
let em see that light
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CORP$E
00:57
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In a better place than yo dead uncle
seen OD's, an Arbuckle
I don't do what they say, fuck their games
fuck Simon, I'm Garfunkel
got em all duckin when I spit somethin
Evel Knievel the way I'm stuntin
backbone, I'm a frontman
call me flesh how I got it all covered
I'm a world wonder yet undiscovered
hot shit like a dutch oven
I got cash in hand cause I don't front it
die for that cause I don't run it
die for this cause my head's cluttered
writtin shit how I get in touch with the ugly shit swimmin under the covers
tryin to crush em like roaches
they rushin around under toes and I cannot keep up with em
stumblin, fallin, they swarm me like locusts
and eat me alive while I'm strugglin, hopeless
Dead for a month before anyone notices
my corpse will reak like fresh sheets
been dead like meth teeth
been done with everyone around me
my corpse will reak like lavender
mummified like I never died
(don't even know if I'm fuckin alive)
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