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The Real Slim Alex

by Nostra diVarious

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An Alex Jones rap

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(He's / I am) Alex Jones

I blaze up the block in my Maserati
Doin' donuts as I look for the Illuminati
Firin' A.R.'s and raftin' down the Irrawaddy
It was a big mistake

I'm no fool, 'fact, I'm too cool for school
I buy jewels and watches to show off to hot biatches
And I eat crotches, and you're watchin' Infowars
We gotta take a break

A well-a where were you when the world stopped turnin'
I was in Austin, Texas when those towers were burnin'
They made 'em fiery furnances, America was learnin'
that its chickens had come home to roost (b'gawk)

Well Bush read "My Pet Goat", and needed a scapegoat
So guys who like to date goats, they took the cake
Well they got the fame, though the C.I.A.'s to blame
Well dont'cha call my info fake, buh

I'm so sick of the powers that be
Because those unseen spooks just crucify me
Just 'cause the sun speaks truths that you can't see
It doesn't have to mean he cannot be the real O.G.
(x2)

Biggie Biggie Biggie, Biggie Biggie Biggie
To the bing-bong-biggity boo- beat

"Whoever we are and whatever we do,
You know that Big Brother's always watching you"
Well that's why you gotta put tin foil on your TV
'Cause that way, the N.S.A. cannot see me

Schemes, invadin' all my dreams
I'm makin' out with gay frogs in silent streams
From my islands of violence, my neutraceutical clients
Tell ya "Buy the fuckin' filters", come on people, you need me

C.P.S., the C.F.R., and the C.I.A.,
D.I.A., are all here to stay
They got the alphabet soup, so come on out and play
I'm here in Oklahoma live with Timothy McVeigh

He's got somethin' to say, like Joe Biggs and David Knight
You don't need the 'luminati just to show you the inner light
So don't give up the fight
Tune in to Infowars at 8 P.M. tonight

I'm so sick of the powers that be
Because those unseen spooks just crucify me
Just 'cause the sun speaks truths that you can't see
It doesn't have to mean he cannot be the real O.G.

I'm so sick of the powers that be
Because those unseen spooks just crucify me
Because we need a little controversy
It doesn't have to mean he cannot be the real O.G.

Biggie Biggie Biggie, Biggie Biggie Biggie
Biggie Biggie Biggie, stop, Hammer time

Under an old glass paperweight
Is a stack of news they said was fake
But that don't mean too much to me
Don't hurt my credibility

So I turn off that old Wikileaks
And I flip on goddamn N.B.C.
And sittin' right across from a blonde lady
Well, who's that handsome man, well that man is me

So I stand up real tall, salute the flag
I put a red commie in an old black bag
I smoke a blunt with Joe Rogan
It's time that I did that again

I raise some false flags and some eyebrows too
I grab muh belt and go "biggity-boo"
I sell some fluids, and you better believe they're blue
And the fourth hour will be hosted by Rob Dew

Uh-oh... uh-oh, uh-oh
It's the Eminem Illuminati, uh-oh, uh-oh
Buy the neutraceuticals

Hi kids, do you like islands?
I'd like to introduce you to a good friend of mine then
Jeffrey Epstein, and you'll fly in the sky then
'Cause Jeffrey E. loves kids so much, he's started to buy them

So let's go, on the Lolita Express
You'll be dancin' like a Bacha Bazi boy in a dress
So don't stress, just dress to impress
Just pray to Jesus Christ you'll never meet the Podestas

I'm Slim Alex, yes I'm the real Alex
All you other Alex are not the real Alex
So won't the real Alex Jones please retire
Please retire, please retire, yes

I'm Slim Alex, yes I'm the real Alex
All you other Alex are wankin' your phallics
So won't the real Alex Jones please retire
Please retire, please retire, check it out, that's a gold watch

Na na na na, not 'til I get my money right
Na na na na, gubmint can't tell me nothin' right
Wah-doo-dum wah-doo-dum dah-doot-'n' doo-lay
Remember to buy the neutraceuticals
Na na na na, put your hands over your head, clap along everybody

Na na na na, not 'til I get my money right
Na na na na, gubmint can't tell me nothin' right
I'm Slim Alex, yes I'm the real Alex
All you other Alex are wankin' your phallics
Na na na na, gubmint can't tell me nothin' right

9/11, that's the next thing that I'll do

Lloyd Bank-Fine, everybody
Lloyd Bank-Fine and the Jeff Goldbluminati
Buy the fuckin' filters, buy the storable foods, and the good halogens
Goldbluminati

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released August 31, 2018
Lyrics by Nostra diVarious a/k/a Joe Kopsick

Featuring samples of songs by AC/DC, Eminem, Toby Keith, Gorillaz, and Kanye West

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