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.