I'm An Alien Lyrics - Singles - J Lethal

(Chorus) 

I'm an alien, I'm an alien, I'm an alien, bitch I'm an alien 

I'm an alien, I'm an alien, ask anybody, motherfucka, I'm an alien 

(Verse) 

I'm an alien, bitch I'm an alien, I get so high when I hover in my spaceship 

That chopper hit your dome and give you a facelift 

Still running this shit, first place in the race and, 

I'm still not done, my flow stay tighter than a fucking cummerbund 

I take 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 shit 

If you see me in the booth, I'm on some beast-wild shit 

Jackie Chan flow, I kick it up a notch 

Your bitch is a freak, she keep reaching for my crotch 

I hit it from the side, call that a drum-roll 

Then I let her have the nut, cum running down her nose 

It's M.O.B bitch, and it's death to my foes 

Counting money, making music while I'm laughing at you hoes 

So called competition ain't really competition 

I'm so good at what I do that I deserve a mention 

Better yet, I deserve a penchant, my rhymes will elevate your brain so you need to listen 

Got a couple racks stuffed, down in my denim 

Take a couple swishers out, then I start to split 'em 

If a nigga blow my high then I put him in the Earth 

Bitch I'm a new me, D2's the rebirth 

Stomping on this beat like a motherfucking brat 

D-Town's very own, stand up, where you at 

Pop that pussy, shake that ass, then throw it back 

I spit that cardiac like I had a heart attack 

I keep my weed purple like a black girl pussy 

Flexing 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 dick a massage 

Stop playing, and take off them pantyhose 

I'm trying to dig deep, put my tongue up in that camel-toe 

Bitch I am an alien, get prepared for abduction 

She get a mouthful of my volcanic eruption 

I define the word real to a T, I am what every pair of eyes ought to see 

Still switching up my styles like a dance routine 

I'm in the illest in the game, so fuck you mean 

I'm the King, I have a dream, I'm gone off that Promethazine 

I got that horror movie flow 'cause I make these bitches scream 

Sticking to my script, you don't even get the theme 

Them diamonds on my wrist, yes they glisten when they gleam 

Bullets hit your white Tee and change your color scheme 

I take your head off and put it on a balance beam 

Bitch it's all about I, no other vowels 

I'm the shit, bitch nigga, now check your bowels 

Them 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 solar 

But I'm so cold that I'm still on my polar 

Eastside nigga, until the day they bury me 

313 nigga until they have to carry me, to my grave 

Hello Hip-Hop, you have been saved, I'm out