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, I'm an alien, I get so high when I hover in my spaceship
That chopper hit your dome and you a facelift
Still running this shit, first in the race and,
I'm still not done, my flow stay 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 some shit
If you see me in the booth, I'm on beast-wild shit
Chan flow, I kick it up a notch
Your bitch is a freak, she reaching for my crotch
I hit it from the side, that a drum-roll
Then I let her have the nut, cum running her nose
It's M.O.B bitch, and it's death to my
money, making music while I'm laughing at you hoes
So called competition ain't really
I'm so good at what I do that I a mention
Better yet, I deserve a penchant, my rhymes will elevate your brain so you need to
Got a couple racks stuffed, down in my
Take a couple swishers out, then I start to 'em
If a blow my high then I put him in the Earth
Bitch I'm a new me, the rebirth
on this beat like a motherfucking brat
D-Town's very own, stand up, you at
Pop pussy, shake that ass, then throw it back
I spit that cardiac like I had a attack
I keep my weed purple like a girl pussy
Flexing on your beat like a 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 to dig deep, put my tongue up in that camel-toe
Bitch I am an alien, get for abduction
She get a mouthful of my volcanic
I define the word real to a T, I am what pair of eyes ought to see
Still switching up my styles a dance routine
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 movie flow 'cause I these bitches scream
Sticking to my script, you don't even get the
diamonds on my wrist, yes they glisten when they gleam
Bullets hit your white Tee and your 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
bullets make you curl 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 cold I'm still on my polar
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