He has been quoted as "The illest MC to come out of the Cypress Hills section of East New York (Brooklyn)... A-LEX-ander The GREAT! His uncanny wordplay, witty punch lines and melodic choruses are both undeniable and infectious. He creates an emotional and energetic sound that is laced with introspective street tales rhythms with compelling changes and there is never a break or mistake in the music..."? (continued in closing) - Talent Agency
A-LEX is an internationally acknowledged artist who has made many televised appearances including BET's 106 & Park numerous times performing original songs such as "Turn it Up!" "Do Dat Thang", "I Ain't Gon' Stop"?, and others just to name a few (all which can be found on his most recent release "LEXtraterrestrial"[Below]).
A-LEX & his music are accepted in a wide range of cultures; he has performed everywhere from Puerto-Rican Day Parades/Festivals to the Nigerian Entertainment Awards. LEX has been featured on many websites (i.e. YouHeardThatNew.com, Soundclick.com, BET.com, etc.) and radio stations. He has recorded and graced stages all across America and Europe (London, England [UK], etc).
"A-LEX has a virtuosity rarely found in today's music industry. He displays professionalism, enthusiasm, charisma, and an unmatched work ethic. He is constantly on the grind and is a force to be reckoned with in the hip-hop music scene... and has the dynamics and talent to make it in today's cutthroat industry!"- Talent Agency
Story behind the song
Rep'n where I was born & raised!
Lyrics
I'm from where hopes are misplaced/ by the close off of tape.//
Homie, make no mistake/ it's 1-1-2-0-8.//
Fulton Street to be LEXact,/ if you wanna know where I claim.//
Where you play some kinda ball, rap,/ or you holding that weight.//
Where they extort whole projects housing like Neno in New J-//
ack City, but ain't no cameras rolling this way.//
So act silly catch a hole in ya face when the iron sparks.//
Anywhere between Spring Creek & Highland Park.//
Silencers talk,/ and translate for violent hearts.//
Ya mom's will be dressed in dark, hearing violins and harps.//
I'm rep the same spot that raised John Gotti. Tru talk.//
Where stray shots spray off rooftops. It's BEast New York.//
Hate it or not, I'm just reading this book from it's page,//
and I always said that I'll rep the hood in which I was raised.//
Promise fulfilled, but still my will by Christ ain't done.//
Cough up a lung where I'm from Cypress son.// Ain't nuttin' nice!
1st Hook:
I got niggas in Brownsville, but I'm from EAST NEW YORK!
I got niggas in Bed-Stuy, but I'm from EAST NEW YORK!
I got niggas in Flatbush, but I'm from EAST NEW YORK!
I got niggas in Crown Heights, but I'm from EAST NEW YORK!
2nd Verse:
I keep a hundred funds, a hundred chips.//
Nigga I'm from East New York, East New York! (Cypress Whattup!)
Man'n my side,/ demanding my side.//
Ask about me, you'll find I'm the man in my side.//
Come around? Best be sure you got fam on my side.//
They'll run up on you like seashores on the sands @ high tide.//
Land of homicides./ Ain't no beefing with us.// (Why?)
cause most heads know the difference between them niggas and us.//
This is E-N-Y!// and we don't stop.//
Ask about us nigga we gon' rock,//
and if a nigga disrespect The East he gon' drop.//
Niggas is flossing here, but we don't cop.// (Get it? lol)
So put all ya armor on/ if you shine like Armor All,//
cause if they're armed it's on/ forget ya watch, ya arm'll be gone.//
See I'm from murda murda, Cypress Kills.//
The Worm in the Rotton Apple nigga, bite and feel.//
2nd Hook:
I got pplz in Bushwick, but I'm from EAST NEW YORK!
I got pplz in Canarsie, but I'm from EAST NEW YORK!
I got pplz in Fort Greene, but I'm from EAST NEW YORK!
I got pplz in Coney Isl, but I'm from EAST NEW YORK!
3rd Verse:
Although my name roams like Cingular// throughout
this County of Kings, I sit my throne in East New York.//
Be caught slippin' and it's hell to pay. Them shells'll rain//
anywhere between the L train and Elderts Lane.//
The elder gang label themselves the Seven-Five.// (75th Precint)
Full of crooked cops who wanting niggas dead or alive.//
I remember when the Mayor (Dinkins) came to P's to crack down on Guns,//
and in the middle of his speech you heard the clapping of guns.//
I ain't telling you this to boast or to brag on what's done,//
but the dire reality of where it's @, and where I'm from,//
and If you ain't ever lived here ain't squat that you can say to us.//
This is er'day life in this 5 square mile radius.//
Niggas know not to play with us./ We disquise them bangers.//
You'll get pop'd on the 4th of July so nobody can say when it was.//
So, I feel it's my duty to rep these blocks to stangers,//
cuz "when the East is in the house, oh my God. It's Danger."//
3rd Hook:
Shouts out to Red Hook, but I'm from EAST NEW YORK!
Shouts to all of Uptown, but I'm from EAST NEW YORK!
Shouts out to the Q-Boro, but I'm from EAST NEW YORK!
Shouts out to the whole city, but I'm from EAST NEW YORK!
© 2006-2009 The Lyrical LEXicon/Swords Up! Recordings, L.L.C.
