Luyện nghe bài hát Yes I Am An Alien

Bam! I'll explode, just like I a bomb
over Vietnam high with my Uncle Tom.
Or in a cabin having a sip of tea,
while a sings a song in the minor key of C,
to me, so we will see,
neurotic harmony that develops sonically.
I'll be writing my plan out a needle,
I'll make you and shout and think I was Beatle.
Like or Stalin in a car that won't start,
if your is stallin' then you need to learn the art
of mechanics. Don't panic, even I'm galvanic!
I'm the only on the Mexican Titanic.
My loops go round and round, like a carousel,
coming out my BR-8, I was William Tell.
If you haven't my name, I hope it rings a bell,
because I'm the guy
who knows happened at Roswell.

Yes I'm an alien, I from outer space.
Yes I'm an alien, I'm to rock this place.

Some say I'm not funny, I say okay,
I can't sell records here, I'm in the UK.
British tell me to keep rocking on,
you might have heard me in London
heads with this song.
I was sad when I found out about Claus,
so I made Tim Allen and broke some local laws.
I moved way up north and a beard,
now relatives and think I'm kind of weird.
But did you think I was heretic when I danced in that
like an unemployed crustacean chewing on a
I'm addicted to shark and books by Mark Twain
and eating shipped from the Ukraine.
My not Matthew, but thanks for asking!
I live in California, I'm not Alaskan.
But that's okay, what can I
My real home is actually years away.

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You want poetry? Go read Frost,
the simile in hip-hop is lost,
like a pallbearer carrying a body,
or a giant pink Bare acting snotty.
can it go? I just don't know,
but out this funky alphabet flow:
it's A-B-C-D-E-F-G-
H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P, and ICP on LSD
or ABC or MTV or the new PC
you got for from
Circuit in Albuquerque.
I be the VIP MC on CD,
the MC Lars Horris, as you can see.
So where do I start, and do I begin?
Yo, it's to be a funky fresh alien.

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