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OutKast - E.T. (Extraterrestrial)

E.T. (Extraterrestrial)
OutKast
03:07
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Song lyrics

[Verse 1: Big Boi]
Peep what I say,
Everyday the sun sets just like clockwork
To put the Glock to work,
And puttin' the body to standstills.
Man, it kills me,
Takin' that life is like takin' a shit,
Hit or miss, niggas are playin' God,
Tryin' to rob and steal,
That's why ya gotta guard ya grill
Like a barbecue, ‘cause them harmin' you,
Are just like honeybees swarmin' you,
Vocally armin' you was my responsibility,
It's killin' me thinkin' that all these niggas see they flaugin',
Thinkin' they Steven Seagal and ballin',
Fallin' to the wayside when ya try to call, I've fallen,
When we was little nappy headed niggas in the projects,
But now they carjacks, wait on income tax and unsafe sex,
Still yet they tend to flex – like solo for the lo-lo,
Smoke same thing – no-no, not this time,
Niggas around my way can rhyme,
So fuck that country shit, we done a bunch of shit,
And, yes, ya heard of this out of this world like E.T.,
Comin' across ya T.V,
Extraterrestrial straight from ATL,
Know I'm sayin'?

[Chorus:]
Out of this world,
Are you alien?
Out of this world.

[Verse 2: André 3000]
Right now I'm smilin', takin' advantage of this moment
‘Cause there might not be another soon,
Holdin' on to memories like roller coaster handle bars,
Tightly ‘cause I'm slightly off my rocker,
But to you I may appear to be your average Joe,
But little do you know that even Joe got problems that he gots to joust with,
Floatin' in this game of life despite how out of place you may feel,
In this race oh you just can't quit.
Ain't that a bitch that be in heat,
I'm on the beat like cops,
Only cultivate the stable dirt when I skeet my drops,
No concentratin' knockin' other niggas out the box.
Why? ‘Cause in a sense see we all be kind of fly,
Just can't be scared to spread your wings, head to better things,
Maybe the mockingbird and nightingale, they want to sing,
Keepin' this thing alive, to the table's what we bring,
We like hailstorms and blizzards in the middle of the spring –
Extraterrestrial.
Out of this world,
Thangs like that.

[Chorus:]
Out of this world,
Are you alien?
Out of this world.

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