Verse B.o.B]
G#m
Yeah, basically I'm an alien to y'all
B
I guess I'm, speaking in different languages than y'all
C#m
I guess, all you know is my aliases all
D#m
I stepped into the Hall of Fame and put my frame on the wall
G#m
I'm like a Michelangelo painting that hangs in the vault
B
They gated me off, by Hendrix while he plays the guitar
C#m
Never had friends but me and Franklin was dawgs
D#m
Somewhere between insane and famous, guess my brain's a little off
G#m
I'm in the b-b-basement havin' d-d-dangerous typa thoughts
B
I pace for hours, hit the fuckin' vaporizer and cough
C#m
Kill everything I see and leave behind a mountain of chalk
D#m
I took the hand that I was dealt and made a house outta cards
G#m
You can't compare me to anyone, swag on Area 51
B
Blowin' purple crop circles, pack is loud as a intercom
C#m
Anti-gravity moon suit
D#m
Went from being who are you to chillin' with the who's who
G#m
Paranoid of more than story-tales in science fiction
B
Sleepin' with a fat burner like I'm tryna watch my figure
C#m
Wanna cut me out the picture get some bigger scissors
D#m
I-I stop shittin' on these niggas, but I never been a quitter
G#m
Yeah, so join the A#.o.B hate fest
B
I would say "Fuck ya" but I practice in safe sex
C#m
Signin' off, young Jedi on the red eye
D#m
Rap god, I should have my own prayer line
Ay man, Ray Bans
[Hook: B.o.B]
G#m
Like I don't belong
B
I feel like I don't belong
C#m
Like I don't belong
D#m G#m
Like a extra-terrestrial
B
Extraterrestrial, oh
C#m
Extraterrestrial
D#m
Extraterrestrial, oh
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
G#m
Oh my god, it's the Martian
B
Stuntin' in them Son of Mars Jordans
C#m
It must be the shoes, the stars in the sky won't start 'em
D#m
Far from the norm', bitch I'm Norman Bates awkward
G#m
But nothing's far fetched when a underdog's barkin'
B
But they could get checked if I don't sign my goons forge it
C#m
I don't phone home, I phone homies
D#m
And catch you at your home with your homies, spoil a moment
G#m
Extra-extra-terrestrial, extra clips, extra bitch
B
Homie I don't fear shit like excision, neck a twist
C#m
Gettin' high on extra shit with extra kick to kick my ass
D#m
And after I put all bullshit to the side, I lick my hands from a
G#m
Different world's Dwayne Wayne
B
Unexplained things goin' in my strange brain
C#m
Unidentified flyin' object Wayne's plane
D#m
'Cause I be on that Mary, I don't fuck with plain Jane
G#m
Drugs in the backpack, no room for E.T
B
Eyes on my kneecaps, don't look, I'm knee deep
C#m
All I do is fall back, smoke kush and keep seeds
D#m
Swallow 'em with some water, cut myself and bleed weed
G#m
Having trouble bein' human, let alone a human being
B
Have trouble shootin' a breeze not a M-16 (Bop)
C#m
I fear without no understandin', that will be my own fear
D#m
And they don't understand me, I know I don't belong here
Tunechi
[Hook: B.o.B]
G#m
Like I don't belong
B
I feel like I don't belong
C#m
Like I don't belong
D#m G#m
Like a extra-terrestrial
B
Extraterrestrial, oh
C#m
Extraterrestrial
D#m
Extraterrestrial, oh