Alien

I try to make you believe in the fear
I think I got a decease, got a seizure
I feel I'm resurrected, I can teach ya
The beast is out the dungeon, and gon' eat ya
I'm from the place where the grace ain't no fucking thing
I put the bitches in the ditches with a soviet tank
I'm in the maze, 'bout to chase after killers
I think I see the demon, it's a fuckin' maze of mirrors
I drop bomb after bomb, motherfucker
I pull up with the deeds that you could never do, you sucker, uh
I can't stop, need to drop, make a stain
I'm cuffin' up, making stiches, you can suck a dick for fame
(Lights out)
I put my name in the grain like an alien (Drop this)
I put my name in the grain for the sake of it (Drop this)
I put my name in the grain like an alien (Drop this)
I put my name in the grain for the sake of it
I like the sound of clipping
You like the pistol whipping
You motherfucks, I want the bones
All the body dripping
I put the fucking dick in
She likes the way I stick in
I turn 'em in the fucking stone
No, bitch, I ain't picking
I'm 'bout to backtrack
Keeping up with your foot up on the streets
And you ain't dead yet
Coming up with the supersonic speed
And take your last breath (I'll always)
Gon' take your last breath (Be noone)
I try to make you believe in the fear
I think I got a decease, got a seizure
I feel I'm resurrected, I can teach ya
The beast is out the dungeon, and gon' eat ya