(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 I hover in my spaceship That chopper hit your and give you a facelift Still running this shit, first place in the and, I'm still not done, my flow stay tighter a fucking cummerbund I my gun out and all the pussies 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 some shit Jackie Chan flow, I kick it up a Your bitch is a freak, she reaching for my crotch I hit it the side, call that a drum-roll Then I let her have the nut, cum running down her M.O.B bitch, and it's death to my foes Counting money, making music while I'm laughing at you So called ain't really competition I'm so good at what I do I deserve a mention Better yet, I deserve a penchant, my will elevate your brain so you need to listen Got a couple racks stuffed, in my denim Take a couple swishers out, I start to split 'em If a nigga my high then I put him in the Earth I'm a new me, D2's the rebirth Stomping on this beat like a motherfucking D-Town's very own, stand up, you at Pop pussy, shake that ass, then throw it back I spit cardiac like I had a heart attack I keep my purple like a black girl pussy Flexing on your beat like a high bully Niggas thing they me like a mirage, I'm at home with your bitch, she give my dick a massage Stop playing, and take off pantyhose I'm trying to dig deep, put my up in that camel-toe Bitch I am an alien, get for abduction She get a mouthful of my volcanic I define the word to a T, I am what every pair of eyes ought to see Still switching up my styles like a dance I'm in the illest in the game, so you mean I'm the King, I a dream, I'm gone off that Promethazine I got that horror flow 'cause I make these bitches scream to my script, you don't even get the theme Them diamonds on my wrist, yes they glisten when they Bullets hit white Tee and change your color scheme I take your head off and put it on a beam Bitch it's all about I, no vowels I'm the shit, nigga, now check 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 that I'm still on my polar Eastside nigga, until the day bury me 313 nigga until have to carry me, to my grave Hello Hip-Hop, you have saved, I'm out