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