Lyrics:
Alex On The Spot

building Spot to the top, fifty feet with was the ceiling Slow down son, you?re killin? ?em, well funded it was not Came to shitty deals, reminiscing give me chills When Puff was with Biggie, Versace on

t hear 'em, who? Alex with the fuckin' loaded thirty-oh-two, 'cause This is for the whores, and the kicked over stores And fifty-four dollars in my pocket on

she a mess she ugly than a mothafucker (x2) teddy: well im posted on tha stage, with my clique on tha stage, we just got paid, lets make it rain on

t hear em'..."who?" Alex with the fuckin' loaded 30-0-2 ...cause [Chorus: Cage] This is for the whores, and the kicked over stores And 54 dollars in my pocket on

lights on and now I cut the porches lights on just to let them know their foresights wrong where this rapper going with that obscure ice on he a lame

to to them and what I'm talking bout' Dunkin Donuts Give me a donut with spinkels and nuts So much heat, so much to eat Hot on the spot as may You may

top baby Live from the South Side this one Hide your gun, representing Chi-Town to the fullest Raps or bullets, see them rappers, they be duckin' When Com be buckin' in the kitchen, fuckin' On

ugly she a mess she ugly than a mothafucker (x2) teddy: well im posted on tha stage, with my clique on tha stage, we just got paid, lets make it rain on

spot of being my "down ass bitch" Baby murder me, heh The way I murder you, heh That look in your eyes is like the sunrise when your fuckin me [Chorus: Alexi