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ALIEN

 

ALIEN

(アルバム: ALIEN - 2018)


Yuh
Call me "pops," I'm the thrill in this rap game
Rocky blocks in the 'ville and the cracks hang
Dangerous, my strap hang
Looking down at y'all rappers like a back pain
Attach flames to my name
W-A-R-R-E-N
My cash hold like the donuts in the car parks [?]
My lot heavy
I make these amatuers weaker than R. Kelly
My boss spelling the hate, A-C-E
My bars smelly like skank weed
Get you so high off your dome, you wouldn't see me
I'm magic freaky
I don't surf the wave, channels static like your TV
I'm E3, I make the game all in one
Sports, swish, ball in one
Follow once
I spit straight bullets, y'all just shooting with a hollow drum
Yuh
I'm packing heat with a tounge
Young spitter, Japanese
Pants black, dumb bitches make ya bleed some
Riddles in the heat of the moment
Question marks are your answers
Press to start if you dancing with the smart Asian rapper
I'm a clock when I'm after these
[?] speaker wannabes
Flex who'll come for me
[?], humans come for these
Let's queue for some of these
Fuck winter
I'm hot as sneakers but I stunt splinters
The sun's thinner
After me 'cause I eat more heat than a large dinner
Grab the mic, feel strong, got my palms figured
Aye!

You a foe in the basement
You are a replacement
I get my paper
Bank roll in my safe, uh
2K for the kicks, see you later
I do not mess with you hater
Aiming in my A-K-A, I'm feeling greater
Weirdo on the mic and I'll flinch you, I'm dangerous

Oh my God, what a weirdo

Yeah
The time testing out my patience
Two zero, three zero, we become the cavemen
Sticks and stones words, pick the bones off the OG
Throw 'em if they pose me
Scold 'em like the old teachers
You be sitting in the bleachers
Wack your whole sound, dumb boy, like I bleach words
Aye, and I don't bleep words
But I'ma sense [?] a stain on your T-shirt
Internet rappers blow so much, think they knees hurt
And I see dirt
I'm not asking for a number like a key flirt
Tactic
Plastic
[?] ass boy, think they dramatic
Classic
Hits when my bars start its magic
I grip and enlarge, 'cause my shit is fantastic
Hips like a broad 'cause y'all ass (What?)
Pics with the squad, I imagine
My clips from above like Aladdin
Let God speak 'cause I'm pissed with your actions
[?] when you're bragging
Eclipse when I'm passing
By
Shutdown zone
I'm an eagle, leave you chickens like a Kung Pao bone
Real messy, all these ops using profound tones
Garageband be my sound, gets the pro sound tunes
Yeah

You a foe in the basement
You are a replacement
I get my paper
Bank roll in my safe, uh
2K for the kicks, see you later
I do not mess with you hater
Aiming in my A-K-A, I'm feeling greater
Weirdo on the mic and I'll flinch you, I'm dangerous

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