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STORMN
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Norman Carlson
Norman Carlson
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Extraterrestrial being Yea we really out here Extraterrestrial being Yea we really out here Extraterrestrial being Yea we really out here Ex Extraterrestrial Ex Ex Extraterrestrial All of these rappers Are sounding the same Wish they would change like climate I'm in the flames Defining deranged I'm hiding the pain And trying to fight it I'll never change Even after the fame If it ain't with Lil Wayne Then I ain't gonna sign it Plenty to gain But nobody beside you If they get behind you Then they in disguises Shhh Fell from the sky man Puffing on diamonds Never gonna find him Even with your Vyvanse Giving you some guidance Building my alliance But if you got a problem We can take it outside Then erase where your mind went Face plant Mosh pit That's on my Pac shit Headed to the top I'm the Hollywood prophet Trying to fill pockets Rap catastrophic Till I get profit Hat like a rocket On my Hip Hop shit Ripping any topic Leave you like a popped zit Way too hot Boy you never gonna stop this Extraterrestrial being Yea we really out here Extraterrestrial being Yea we really out here Extraterrestrial being Yea we really out here Ex Extraterrestrial Ex Ex Extraterrestrial I come to get that money Mother fucker I'm with it I went from flipping the funny And coming up in my city To on the fifty yard line Popping shit like I'm Diddy Did he hit him a line? Man how is he witty? One hit at a time Mixing lit with the MIDI I try to follow the signs But it can get a bit tricky Blacking out like a hickey On the couch smoking sticky From the south Where they run up in your house With a blicky going Blap! They just want to see you on your back They don't want to see me get stacks Cause they know I ain't black Trying to meet Dre like .Paak Everyone's late to the stage Getting lapped no cap I don't wanna shake nor dap With a fake Borat Doing late door dash or crack I just want to make more tracks Innovate war rap Then erase your pack like that Coming with sentences From another dimension I'm representing the premises Full of riddles and gentlemen With adrenaline killing them With the venomous vision I been the veteran villain And that's facts Here to find a derivative And divide up my dividends I'm the prominent infinite one To find the religion of rap Finally bridging the gap Full of ambition You full of shit If you come at the Extraterrestrial being Yea we really out here
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