E.t. (extraterrestrial) Lyrics - Outkast

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. 

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Chorus: 

Out of this world 

Are you alien? 

(repeat 3x) 

Out of this world... 

Andre: 

Photos 

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