Guitar chords with lyrics
Hook: B.o.B:A minorAm Like I don't belong
C majorC I feel like I don't belong
DmDm Like I don't belong
E minorEm
A minorAm Like a extra-terrestrial
C majorC Extraterrestrial, oh
DmDm Extraterrestrial
E minorEm Extraterrestrial, oh
Verse 1: B.o.B:A minorAm Yeah, basically I'm an alien to y'all
C majorC I guess I'm, speaking in different languages than y'all
DmDm I guess, all you know is my aliases all
E minorEm I stepped into the Hall of Fame and put my frame on the wall
A minorAm I'm like a Michelangelo painting that hangs in the vault
C majorC They gated me off, by Hendrix while he plays the guitar
DmDm Never had friends but me and Franklin was dawgs
E minorEm Somewhere between insane and famous, guess my brain's a little off
A minorAm I'm in the b-b-basement havin' d-d-dangerous typa thoughts
C majorC I pace for hours, hit the f**kin' vaporizer and cough
DmDm Kill everything I see and leave behind a mountain of chalk
E minorEm I took the hand that I was dealt and made a house outta cards
A minorAm You can't compare me to anyone, swag on Area 51
C majorC Blowin' purple crop circles, pack is loud as a intercom
DmDm Anti-gravity moon suit
E minorEm Went from being who are you to chillin' with the who's who
A minorAm Paranoid of more than story-tales in science fiction
C majorC Sleepin' with a fat burner like I'm tryna watch my figure
DmDm Wanna cut me out the picture get some bigger scissors
E minorEm I-I stop sh*ttin' on these niggas, but I never been a quitter
A minorAm Yeah, so join the B.o.B hate fest
C majorC I would say "f**k ya" but I practice in safe sex
DmDm Signin' off, young Jedi on the red eye
E minorEm Rap god, I should have my own prayer line Ay man, Ray Bans Hook: B.o.B:
A minorAm Like I don't belong
C majorC I feel like I don't belong
DmDm Like I don't belong
E minorEm
A minorAm Like a extra-terrestrial
C majorC Extraterrestrial, oh
DmDm Extraterrestrial
E minorEm Extraterrestrial, oh
Verse 2: Lil Wayne:A minorAm Oh my god, it's the Martian
C majorC Stuntin' in them Son of Mars Jordans
DmDm It must be the shoes, the stars in the sky won't start 'em
E minorEm Far from the norm', b**ch I'm Norman Bates awkward
A minorAm But nothing's far fetched when a underdog's barkin'
C majorC But they could get checked if I don't sign my goons forge it
DmDm I don't phone home, I phone homies
E minorEm And catch you at your home with your homies, spoil a moment
A minorAm Extra-extra-terrestrial, extra clips, extra b**ch
C majorC Homie I don't fear sh*t like excision, neck a twist
DmDm Gettin' high on extra sh*t with extra kick to kick my ass
E minorEm And after I put all bullsh*t to the side, I lick my hands from a
A minorAm Different world's Dwayne Wayne
C majorC Unexplained things goin' in my strange brain
DmDm Unidentified flyin' object Wayne's plane
E minorEm 'Cause I be on that Mary, I don't f**k with plain Jane
A minorAm Drugs in the backpack, no room for E.T
C majorC Eyes on my kneecaps, don't look, I'm knee deep
DmDm All I do is fall back, smoke kush and keep seeds
E minorEm Swallow 'em with some water, cut myself and bleed weed
A minorAm Having trouble bein' human, let alone a human being
C majorC Have trouble shootin' a breeze not a M-16 (Bop)
DmDm I fear without no understandin', that will be my own fear
E minorEm And they don't understand me, I know I don't belong here Tunechi Hook: B.o.B:
A minorAm Like I don't belong
C majorC I feel like I don't belong
DmDm Like I don't belong
E minorEm
A minorAm Like a extra-terrestrial
C majorC Extraterrestrial, oh
DmDm Extraterrestrial
E minorEm Extraterrestrial, oh
ⓘ Guitar chords for 'Et' by Bo Bice, a male rock artist. Bo Bice was born in 1975.