Lyrics:
that's the time & date
Anyway
I'm a ATlien, I'm feelin alright
You ain't gotta check the meter, check the median lines
Or check which Moons were in which
Riding around with a foreign spaceship
No Bugatti
Atlien walking around I know nobody
Such a alien cause I’m no man
Fuck the facade
Fuck ya
Hoo
Make the difference it's all adding up itself (Chu)
I'm the difference Atlien show and tell (Yeah)
Make the difference next chapter in my tale
the first Atlien
But all that lives here now is a dog
Tethered to ground
Gnawing on bones dogs before it buried
Ground made hallow
Hollow
No one bewares
I’m like late registration mixed with some Atliens
And some Beres on occasion
Got a lot of Dilla on my station
Can’t forget Wu Tang Nation
Marley it’s
out just like an Outcast
My whole life been shut out just like an Outcast
My whole life been shut out just like an Outcast
ATL-ien
Out of this world
an ATLien
Brand new chain from Elliot
She’s an ATLien
Brand new chain from Elliot
Damn
Hey hey hey hey
Now what you really know
You need to mind your biz
breakfast club
Things got a little tantric with her friend, they wanna sex again
I got ATLiens playing in the back of them
I got speakers blaring out my
CHERISH EVERY BLESSING AND EXPET THE UNEXPECTED
INTROVERT ATLIEN
PENETRATING THRU CRANIUMS
TOUGH AS TITANIUM
NEVER FOLLOW THE LATEST TRENDS
INVADING RADIUS
been here before
I'm tunnel vision I can see with my eyes closed
ATLien ludacris I'm throwing bows
I stand ten toes I ain't tucking my tail no
We pass
Ta ta ta take me back
2014 on some
Sí
PA to BK this ATLien gon' slay I'm
Comin' out louder than a festival
With the greens on the plate like
they atliens
ends seem to help, when the tensions felt, there's a joke on the broke, better let the smoke clear
advisory rhyme, could there be a better
Southernplayalistic ATLiens in your sock drawer
No lockjaw, we got that raw shit and all the trimmings
Even though we got two albums, this one feel like the beginning
sittin' at the end of the month, I just made it
Like you made the B team
And like the daddy's wife you makin' the coffee
You heard the ATLiens
So back
(Greetings, earthlings)
From the bottom of my lungs a nigga be blowin', spittin' his game
Comin' up on ya from the South, the A-T-Liens ain't
Southernplayalisticadillac-funky-ATLiens
Together, makes Aquemini
Big Boi and 'Dre presents OutKast
So get ready to bump 808-style
To "The Speakerboxxx" and "The Love Below"
Two
Yeah, ATLiens style on y'all ass
(Do or die, Aquemini)
(Killer Mike, Roc-A-Fella collaboration holla)
(Young Hov' in the place to be, Big Boi in
sittin' at the end of the month, I just made it
Like you made the B team
And like the daddy's wife you makin' the coffee
You heard the ATLiens
So back
(Greetings, earthlings)
From the bottom of my lungs a nigga be blowin', spittin' his game
Comin' up on ya from the South, the A-T-Liens ain't
This ATLien ain't got no time to sit and mope
Made up my mind while y'all made up y'all beds
On a cold wooden floor is where I laid my head
Born in
these fake-ass niggas who you are
I be that nigga named Luda
Alert! alert! it's the ATLien intruder
College Park waterboy, spit in the c-cooler
I
they flame ain't like shawty
Flow don't go insane, I'm mental
Blowing presidential, 20 bricks off in the rental
We official ATLiens with plenty ye
I'm having the impression that my life goin' be a bowl
Of cherries but its very hard for me to cope
Got tired of being broke
This ATLien ain't got no
take it back
I got to give you all the facts so you can see what type of cat
That you dealing with now on ATLiens we was killing it
And then my auntie
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