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
That chopper hit your dome and give you a
Still running shit, first place in the race and,
I'm still not done, my flow 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 on some Eastside shit
If you see me in the booth, I'm on beast-wild shit
Jackie Chan flow, I 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 have the nut, cum running her nose
M.O.B bitch, and it's death to my foes
Counting money, music while I'm laughing at you hoes
So called competition really competition
I'm so good at what I do that I a mention
Better yet, I a penchant, my rhymes will elevate your brain so you need to listen
Got a couple racks stuffed, in my denim
Take a couple 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, the rebirth
Stomping on this beat like a brat
D-Town's very own, up, where you at
Pop that pussy, shake that ass, then it back
I spit that cardiac I had a heart attack
I keep my weed purple like a black pussy
Flexing on your beat like a high bully
Niggas thing they seeing me like a mirage, I'm at home with your bitch, she give my dick a
Stop playing, and take off 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 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 fuck you
I'm the King, I have a dream, I'm gone off that
I got horror movie flow 'cause I make these bitches scream
Sticking to my script, you don't get the theme
Them diamonds on my wrist, yes they when they gleam
Bullets hit your white Tee and change color scheme
I take your off and put it on a balance beam
Bitch it's all I, no other vowels
I'm the shit, nigga, now check your bowels
Them bullets make you curl up like fried shrimp, and if she get my dick hard it's be bigger than a blimp
I stay high, I'm on the solar
But I'm so cold that I'm still on my
nigga, until the day they bury me
313 nigga they have to carry me, to my grave
Hip-Hop, you have been saved, I'm out