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