Alien Family

[Intro]

Nah, but I really appreciate y'all being here because...

I already knocked up two, this is my third song

Yeah, yeah

[Verse: Donnie Trumpet]

I'm a fucking fire breathing dragon

The vocal trumpet assassin, like Charles Manson

Third-rail hopin', revolution, aggressive madness

Moving eardrums to wherever I place the beat

Lay back and kick your feet

Get it rockin'

Only got a fraction of time, let's get it popin'

I'm b-boppin', you bitch mate

I'm flip-floppin', you can't decide, you're always denied

How long it takes to realize that

Words next to one another form chords

And frequencies is me, is we

So let's make it worth it

Let's make it perfect

Let's make it like you never made it

I-I got--I got to have it, I got to have it

Poetry is more than a habit, it's habitual

It's my habitat, my ratatat

Makes my bones rattle, crack-a-lack

As a matter of fact, all that matters is fact

So here's a couple for your taste buds to wrap around

To rap about

I snap, crackle, and pop

Used to break too

Try to sneak a few moves where there's no space to

But that's what this thing is all about

Get in where you don't fit in

That's something I learned from my kin, my kind

The kids with no cribs, no fibs

I'm the one with all the dibs, and dabs, and don'ts

The rips, the abs, and throat, that's all I got

"Lovin'" as they say

All I really want is my music

And any other intricacies of life can take backseats

Sit in boosters, and I'll stay boosted

All you chicken shits can stay roostin'

I'm roastin', toastin' us and all that we could be

Always the first breath, the last is K.T.D

[Trumpet Outro]