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 hover in my
chopper hit your dome and give you a facelift
Still running this shit, first place in the and,
I'm still not done, my flow stay tighter than a cummerbund
I take my gun out and all the pussies run, take that Uzi out, you niggas to the Big Pun
Yeah, I stay on some Eastside
If you see me in the booth, I'm on some shit
Chan flow, I kick it up a notch
Your bitch is a freak, she keep for my crotch
I hit it from the side, call a drum-roll
I let her have the nut, cum running down her nose
It's M.O.B bitch, and it's death to my
Counting money, making music while I'm laughing at you
So called competition really competition
I'm so good at I do that I deserve a mention
Better yet, I deserve a penchant, my rhymes will your brain so you need to listen
Got a couple racks stuffed, 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
Bitch I'm a new me, the rebirth
Stomping on beat like a motherfucking brat
D-Town's own, stand up, where you at
Pop that pussy, shake that ass, throw it back
I spit that like I had a heart attack
I keep my weed purple like a black pussy
on your beat like a high school bully
Niggas thing they seeing me like a mirage, I'm at home with your bitch, she give my a massage
Stop playing, and take off them
I'm trying to dig deep, put my tongue up in camel-toe
I am an alien, get prepared for abduction
She get a of my volcanic eruption
I define the word real to a T, I am what every pair of eyes 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 off that Promethazine
I got that horror movie flow 'cause I make bitches scream
to my script, you don't even get the theme
Them diamonds on my wrist, yes glisten when they gleam
Bullets hit your white Tee and change your scheme
I take your head off and put it on a balance
Bitch it's all I, no other vowels
I'm the shit, bitch nigga, now your bowels
Them make you curl up like fried shrimp, and if she get my dick hard it's gone be bigger than a blimp
I high, yeah I'm on the solar
But I'm so cold that I'm on my polar
Eastside nigga, until the day bury me
313 until they have to carry me, to my grave
Hello Hip-Hop, you been saved, I'm out