Luyện nghe bài hát I'm An Alien

(Chorus)

I'm an alien, I'm an alien, I'm an alien, I'm an alien
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 I hover in my spaceship
chopper hit your dome and give you a facelift
Still this shit, first place in the race and,
I'm still not done, my flow stay tighter than a cummerbund
I take my gun out and all the run, take that Uzi out, introduce you niggas to the Big Pun
Yeah, I stay on some Eastside
If you see me in the booth, I'm on beast-wild shit
Jackie flow, I kick it up a notch
Your bitch is a freak, she reaching for my crotch
I hit it from the side, call a drum-roll
Then I let her the nut, cum running down her nose
M.O.B bitch, and it's death to my foes
Counting money, making while I'm laughing at you hoes
So called competition really competition
I'm so good at what I do I deserve 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
Take a swishers out, then I start to split 'em
If a nigga blow my then I put him in the Earth
I'm a new me, D2's the rebirth
Stomping on beat like a motherfucking brat
D-Town's very own, stand up, you at
Pop that pussy, shake that ass, then it back
I spit that like I had a heart attack
I keep my weed purple like a girl pussy
on your beat like a high school bully
Niggas thing they seeing me like a mirage, I'm at home with bitch, she give my dick a massage
Stop playing, and take off pantyhose
I'm to dig deep, put my tongue up in that 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 every of eyes ought to see
Still switching up my styles a dance routine
I'm in the in the game, so fuck you mean
I'm the King, I have a dream, I'm gone off Promethazine
I got that 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 when gleam
hit your white 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 check bowels
Them bullets make you up like fried shrimp, and if she get my dick hard it's gone be bigger than a blimp
I stay high, yeah I'm on the
But I'm so that I'm still on my polar
Eastside nigga, until the day they me
313 until they have to carry me, to my grave
Hello Hip-Hop, you been saved, I'm out