Extraterrestrial

[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)