ET Extraterrestrial Lyrics by Outkast

ET Extraterrestrial Lyrics

    Big Boi:

    Peep what I say
    Everyday--the sun sets just like clockwork
    Put the glock to work
    And puttin the body to standstlls
    Man it kills me
    Taking that life is like taking a shit
    Hit or miss--niggas are playing God
    Trying to rob and steal
    That's why ya gotta guard ya grill
    Like a barbecue--cause them harming you
    Are just like honeybees swarming you
    Vocally arming you was my responsibility
    It's killing me--thinking that all these niggas
    See they fly shit--thinking they steven segall an
    Balling--falling 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
    They get the tecs to flex--like solo for tha 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.
    Coming across ya T.V.
    Extraterrestrial--straight from ATL.

    (Know what I'm saying--Like that--Yeah)

    Chorus:

    Out of this world
    Are you alien?
    (repeat 3x)

    Out of this world.......

    Andre:

    Right now I'm smiling
    Taking advantage of this moment
    Cause there might not be another soon
    Holding 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
    Floating 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 being heat
    I'm on the beat like cops
    Only cultivate the stable dirt when I skeet my drops
    No concentrating knocking 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 nightengale
    they want to sing--keeping 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--Things like that--Yo)

    Chorus

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