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ALTER-EGO
Hip-Hop/Rap
ALTER-EGO was released on July 12, 2026 by DIZZILO as a part of the album SURVIVAL MODE
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Release DateJuly 12, 2026
LabelDIZZILO
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dizzilo
Dizzilo
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zino Milly
Zino Milly
Songwriter
Alexander Adom Asare
Alexander Adom Asare
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zino Milly
Zino Milly
Producer

Lyrics

All eyes on me
I don't like when it's too packed
So I stick the corners Blu Tack
But like that J Cole rhythm
Everybody's like who dat
In other words I make the corner the centre
Like a block that's been gentrified
They built new walls
And said we're pesticides
But it don't feel new to me at all
Cos before that leisure centre
There were bodies in a pool
Before them new flats
I'm pretty sure there were like ten stories
Bout who fucked whose bitch
Or sucked whose split
He backed out what
He won't do shit
You mean he done what?
Since when he was on shit?
Accident murderers
It ain't hard to see
Mister too scared to stab you in the chest
So he stab you up in your leg instead
And cut an artery
Now you're both finding it hard to breathe
Before Elizabeth line
We had a line for Elizabeth
You're never too young to make P
You got hair on your chin
Then you're old enough to goatee go T
Kids went missing for a whole week
There ain't nothing positive
Bout this environment
But that don't change the fact
That it's home to me
This what made me, me
This what made me believe
You can become a someone from a nobody
Look at me
Look at me
Big fucking pimping
I'm smelling like a stack
That's why your bitch simping
I'm packing nut milk
That's what your bitch drinking
Sleep on me
The fuck you all thinking
I don't see no threats
**** funny haha
Nobody wanna make eye contact
It's got me feeling like the shit barber
When we spun round there
With the steel armour
They were charging backwards
Like an iPhone plugged into a faulty charger
I been in the field
Bred in the Gaza
Seen the strap make crews do suicides
I should name it Coach Carter
Let me go harder
It's simple maths
Test me like examiner
And I'll straight line your circle you'll diameter
Big batty gyal come through
Energetic and strong
Then she go back weak time traveller
I'm passionate when I'm bashing her
She likes this play
I ain't an amateur
She's for display
Like the items on a cabinet
That's why she in box
Like the numbers in a calendar
When we go shopping
We cleaning the floor Janitor
She wanna get with a rapper
That's actually rapping
Not bruddahs rapping for fashion
These man are not in my calibre
Unless there's a bullet with your name on it
Look at me
Look at me
Big fucking pimping
I'm smelling like a stack
That's why your bitch simping
I'm packing nut milk
That's what your bitch drinking
Sleep on me
The fuck you all thinking
I don't see no threats
**** funny haha
Nobody wanna make eye contact
It's got me feeling like the shit barber
When we spun round there
With the steel armour
They were charging backwards
Like an iPhone plugged into a faulty charger
I been in the field
Bred in the Gaza
Seen the strap make crews do suicides
I should name it Coach Carter
Written by: Alexander Adom Asare, Zino Milly
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