I'm an Alien - Insane Clown Posse

Outer space

Outer space.

Outer space

Outer space.

I’m so outer space

Outer space.

Outer space

Outer space.

I’m so outer space

I’m on bars.

I’m on bars

I’m so high, I feel like I’m on Mars

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien

I’m on bars.

I’m on bars

I’m so high, I feel like I’m on Mars

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien

My name is Project Pat

be looking sci-fi

Rollin', I got big ice

XL, super size

More bars than a prison ward

I’m it hurts,

Puffin' on my mind, molly on my tongue

Lookin' for them freakazord

robot android

She put my num her Android

I never call her.

I ain’t think about her

Arrogant,

You suckers

Right across the head, ass crack

Place the chopper in your chest

Roll your chest out your back

diesel, test the gas

Sprinkle like frosting

My man on Mars wanna some ass

But I’m still on earth gettin'

My money comes first, rent’s last

Bone smoker, no pass

Juicy J’s zig zags

Xanax’s in stash

I’m on bars.

I’m on bars

I’m so high, I feel like I’m on Mars

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien

I’m on bars.

I’m on bars

I’m so high, I feel like I’m on Mars

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien

You see my poppin' Xannies

Let’s see you drop them panties

Blow that tight neden out

Into a sock like your granny’s

I’m fresh like Aunt Annie’s

All up in your fannies

My hoes thick like Nicki ass

Yours have dicks, trannies

No space shuttle

Higher than the Hubble

Blow me like a bubble

A Hubba Bubba double

Skeet a puddle for your trouble

Heffers jump for my jism

A martian from Mars

The mothership has risen

I’m a clown when I’m sober

Now I’m stompin' on Pluto

Somehow, now I know Judo

A pitbull fuckin' a poodle

in space like a comet

See somethin' flyin, I’m it

An alien on bars

I come to earth to bomb it

I’m on bars.

I’m on bars

I’m so high, I feel like I’m on Mars

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien

I’m on bars.

I’m on bars

I’m so high, I feel like I’m on Mars

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien

put them footballs down

I only fuck with bars

Straight up totem poles

That other shit’s for cowards

I crush them hoes to dust

Then I cut ‘em up with

Choppin' up thick-ass rockstar lines

I oot ‘em up my nose

Them bars got me lifted

Highway to heaven

Flyin' way above the clouds

seven forty-seven

Stomp them through the deep

Like the night of the walking zombies

Fought them from the

a mission for more Xannies

Flippin' ‘em out quick

That ain’t no candy in that Pez dispenser

Hand feedin' this broad

Blastin' off when I sex her

All-night fuck sessions

She screamin' that she love this dick

I know it’s your wife, for a couple of bars

Tonight, though, she gon' be my bitch

I’m on bars.

I’m on bars

I’m so high, I feel like I’m on Mars

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien

I’m on bars.

I’m on bars

I’m so high, I feel like I’m on Mars

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien

I’m a' alien.

I’m a' alien