Luyện nghe bài hát I'm An Alien

(Chorus)

I'm an alien, I'm an alien, I'm an alien, bitch I'm an
I'm an alien, I'm an alien, ask anybody, motherfucka, I'm an

(Verse)

I'm an alien, bitch I'm an alien, I get so high when I in my spaceship
That chopper hit your dome and give you a
running this shit, first place in the race and,
I'm not done, my flow stay tighter than a fucking cummerbund
I take my gun out and all the pussies run, take that Uzi out, introduce you to the Big Pun
Yeah, I stay on Eastside shit
If you see me in the booth, I'm on some beast-wild
Jackie Chan flow, I it up a notch
bitch is a freak, she keep reaching for my crotch
I hit it the side, call that a drum-roll
I let her have the nut, cum running down her nose
It's M.O.B bitch, and death to my foes
Counting money, making music while I'm laughing at you
So competition ain't really competition
I'm so good at what I do that I a mention
Better yet, I deserve a penchant, my rhymes will elevate brain so you need to listen
Got a couple stuffed, down in my denim
a couple swishers out, then I start to split 'em
If a nigga blow my high then I put him in the
Bitch I'm a new me, D2's the
Stomping on beat like a motherfucking brat
D-Town's own, stand up, where you at
Pop that pussy, shake ass, then throw it back
I spit that cardiac like I had a attack
I keep my weed purple like a black girl
Flexing on your beat like a high school
Niggas they seeing me like a mirage, I'm at home with your bitch, she give my dick a massage
Stop playing, and off them pantyhose
I'm trying to dig deep, put my tongue up in camel-toe
Bitch I am an alien, get for abduction
She get a of my volcanic eruption
I define the word real to a T, I am what pair of eyes ought to see
Still up my styles like a dance routine
I'm in the in the game, so fuck you mean
I'm the King, I a dream, I'm gone off that Promethazine
I got horror movie flow 'cause I make these bitches scream
Sticking to my script, you don't even get the
Them diamonds on my wrist, yes they glisten they gleam
Bullets hit your Tee and change your color scheme
I your head off and put it on a balance beam
Bitch it's all I, no other vowels
I'm the shit, bitch nigga, now your bowels
Them bullets make you curl up like fried shrimp, and if she get my dick hard it's gone be bigger a blimp
I stay high, I'm on the solar
But I'm so cold that I'm still on my
Eastside nigga, the day they bury me
313 nigga until have to carry me, to my grave
Hip-Hop, you have been saved, I'm out