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B.o.B.]
Like I don't belong, I like I don't belong
Like I don't belong, a extra-terrestrial
Extra-Terrestrial, Extra-Terrestrial,

1: B.o.B.]
Yeah, I'm an alien to y'all
I guess, I'm speaking in different languages than
I guess, all you know is my all
I step the Hall of Fame and put my frame in the wall
I'm like a Michael Angelo that hangs in the wall
gated me off, by Hendrix while they play the guitar
Never had friends but me and was dawgs
Somewhere insane and famous
my brain's a little off
I'm in the b-b-basement havin' d-d-dangerous thoughts
I pays for hours, hit the vapourisin' cough
everything I see and leave behind a mountain of chalk
I took the hand I was dealt and made a house out of cards
You can't compare me to anyone, on every offical one
Blowin' crop cirles, pack is loud as a [??]
moon suit
Went from who are you to with the who's who
Paranoid of than story-tales in science fiction
Sleepin' with a fat like I'm tryna watch my figure
Wanna cut me out the picture 'cause I'm bigger
I-I-I stop on these niggas, but I never been a quitter
Yeah, so the B.o.B. hate fence
I say "Fuck ya" but I practise in safe sex
Signin' off, young on the red eye
Rap god, I should my own pray line (eyy man, ray bands)

B.o.B.]
Like I don't belong, I like I don't belong
Like I belong, like a extra-terrestrial
Extra-Terrestrial, Extra-Terrestrial,

[Verse 2: Lil
Oh my god, it's the
in them [??] Jordans
It be the shoes, the stars in the sky won't start 'em
Far from the norm', bitch I'm Bates aqua
But far fetched when a under-dog's barkin'
But they could get if I don't sign my goon's [??]
I don't phone home, I phone
And catch you at your with your homies, spoil a moment

Extra clips, bitch, homie I don't fear shit like excision, neck a twist
Gettin' high on shit with extra kick to kick my ass
And after I put all bullshit to the side, I my hands from a different world's Dwayne Wayne
Unexplained goin' in my strange brain
Unidentified object Wayne's plane
I be on that Merry, I don't fuck with plain Jane
Drugs in the backpack, no for E.T
Eyes on my kneecaps, don't look up deep
All I do is fallback, kush and keep seeds
Swallow 'em with some water, cut myself and weed
Help, trouble bein' human, let a human being
Have shootin' a breeze not a M-16 (Buk)
I feel without no understandin' , will be my own fear
And they don't understand me, I know, I know, long