B.o.B, Lil Wayne - E.T. lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[B.o.B, Lil Wayne - E.T. lyrics]
Like I don't belong
I feel like I don't belong
Like I don't belong like a extraterrestrial
Extraterrestrial, oh extraterrestrial
Extraterrestrial, oh
Yeah, basically I'm an alien to y'all
I guess I'm
Speakin' in different languages than y'all
I guess, all you know is my alias is all
I stepped into the Hall of Fame and
Put my frame on the wall
I'm like a Michelangelo paintin' that
Hangs in the vault they gated me off
By Hendrix while he plays the guitar
Never had friends but me
And Franklin was dawgs
Somewhere between insane and famous
Guess my brain's a lil' off
I'm, I'm in the b-b basement
Havin' d-d dangerous typa thoughts
I pace for hours
Hit the fuckin' vaporizer and cough
Kill everythin' I see and leave
Behind a mountain of chalk
I took the hand that I was dealt
And made a house outta cards
You can't compare me to anyone
Swag on Area 51 blowin' purple crop circles
Pack is loud as a intercom
Anti-gravity moon suit
Went from bein' who are you to
Chillin' with the who's who
Paranoid of more than story
Tales in science fiction
Sleepin' with a fat burner like
I'm tryna watch my figure
Wanna cut me out the picture
Get some bigger scissors
I I stop shittin' on these niggas
But I never been a quitter
Yeah, so join the BoB hate fest i would say
"Fuck ya" but I practice in safe sex
Signin' off, young Jedi on the red eye
Rap god, I should have my own prayer line
Amen, Ray Bands
Like I don't belong
I feel like I don't belong
Like I don't belong like a extraterrestrial
Extraterrestrial, oh extraterrestrial
Extraterrestrial, oh
Oh my God, it's the Martian
Stuntin' in them Son of Mars Jordans
It must be the shoes
The stars in the skies won't start 'em
Far from the norm', bitch
I'm Norman Bates awkward
But nothing's far fetched when
A underdog's barkin'
But they could get checked
If I don't sign my goons forge it
I don't phone home, I phone homies
And catch you at your home with your homies
Spoil a moment
Extra-extra-terrestrial, extra clips
Extra bitch homie, I don't fear shit like
Exorcist your neck'll twist
Gettin' high on extra shit with extra
Kick to kick my ass
And after I put all bullshit to the side
I lick my hands from a
Different world's Dwayne Wayne
Unexplained things goin' in my strange brain
Unidentified flyin' object Wayne's plane
'Cause I be on that Mary
I don't fuck with plain Jane
Drugs in the backpack, no room for ET
Eyes on my kneecaps, don't look
I'm knee deep all I do is fall back
Smoke kush and keep seeds
Swallow 'em with some water
Cut myself and bleed weed
Having trouble bein' human
Let alone a human being
Have trouble shootin' a breeze not a M-16
(Bop) i fear what I don't understand and
That would be my own fear
And they don't understand me
I know I don't belong here tunechi
Like I don't belong
I feel like I don't belong
Like I don't belong like a extraterrestrial
Extraterrestrial, oh extraterrestrial
Extraterrestrial, oh
I feel like I don't belong
Like I don't belong like a extraterrestrial
Extraterrestrial, oh extraterrestrial
Extraterrestrial, oh
Yeah, basically I'm an alien to y'all
I guess I'm
Speakin' in different languages than y'all
I guess, all you know is my alias is all
I stepped into the Hall of Fame and
Put my frame on the wall
I'm like a Michelangelo paintin' that
Hangs in the vault they gated me off
By Hendrix while he plays the guitar
Never had friends but me
And Franklin was dawgs
Somewhere between insane and famous
Guess my brain's a lil' off
I'm, I'm in the b-b basement
Havin' d-d dangerous typa thoughts
I pace for hours
Hit the fuckin' vaporizer and cough
Kill everythin' I see and leave
Behind a mountain of chalk
I took the hand that I was dealt
And made a house outta cards
You can't compare me to anyone
Swag on Area 51 blowin' purple crop circles
Pack is loud as a intercom
Anti-gravity moon suit
Went from bein' who are you to
Chillin' with the who's who
Paranoid of more than story
Tales in science fiction
Sleepin' with a fat burner like
I'm tryna watch my figure
Wanna cut me out the picture
Get some bigger scissors
I I stop shittin' on these niggas
But I never been a quitter
Yeah, so join the BoB hate fest i would say
"Fuck ya" but I practice in safe sex
Signin' off, young Jedi on the red eye
Rap god, I should have my own prayer line
Amen, Ray Bands
Like I don't belong
I feel like I don't belong
Like I don't belong like a extraterrestrial
Extraterrestrial, oh extraterrestrial
Extraterrestrial, oh
Oh my God, it's the Martian
Stuntin' in them Son of Mars Jordans
It must be the shoes
The stars in the skies won't start 'em
Far from the norm', bitch
I'm Norman Bates awkward
But nothing's far fetched when
A underdog's barkin'
But they could get checked
If I don't sign my goons forge it
I don't phone home, I phone homies
And catch you at your home with your homies
Spoil a moment
Extra-extra-terrestrial, extra clips
Extra bitch homie, I don't fear shit like
Exorcist your neck'll twist
Gettin' high on extra shit with extra
Kick to kick my ass
And after I put all bullshit to the side
I lick my hands from a
Different world's Dwayne Wayne
Unexplained things goin' in my strange brain
Unidentified flyin' object Wayne's plane
'Cause I be on that Mary
I don't fuck with plain Jane
Drugs in the backpack, no room for ET
Eyes on my kneecaps, don't look
I'm knee deep all I do is fall back
Smoke kush and keep seeds
Swallow 'em with some water
Cut myself and bleed weed
Having trouble bein' human
Let alone a human being
Have trouble shootin' a breeze not a M-16
(Bop) i fear what I don't understand and
That would be my own fear
And they don't understand me
I know I don't belong here tunechi
Like I don't belong
I feel like I don't belong
Like I don't belong like a extraterrestrial
Extraterrestrial, oh extraterrestrial
Extraterrestrial, oh