Inhavit - Alien Hand Syndrome lyrics

[Hook x2] Alien Hand Syndrome (Alien Hand Syndrome) I got Alien Hand Syndrome (Alien Hand Syndrome) Can't control my system that blurts out all these rhymes Just know that it comes out fluent b**h I speak my f**ing mind [Verse 1] Spittin' sickness, mouth is open, look at all these slobbers drippin' Haven't licked my lips, dry as f**, give me lipstick I'm just kidding that is sickenin' I'm just Dennis Rodman trippin' It's a joke, I said No H.O.M.O Let it go, here I go, UP, solar system I get so high like a pigeon, just may be why I'm sh**tin' I'm so high, you is midgets, hey there Coleman I am Willis I'm so Fly you want me down, I suggest you use repellents Yea I get it you is jealous, you got rough feet, I am Gellin Don't find me appealing, cuz my limit has no ceilings My rhymes is out this world, my Mexican half Reptilian Ever seen War of the Worlds? then beware cuz I'm villian I swear that my a** suffer from Alien Hand Syndrome Cuz I just wrote an entire verse that has no point or message But if you still don't get it, and still have the need to question? Here's a quick lil' message I'll repeat in different accents, I got... [Hook x2] Alien Hand Syndrome (Alien Hand Syndrome) I got Alien Hand Syndrome (Alien Hand Syndrome) Can't control my system that blurts out all these rhymes Just know that it comes out fluent b**h I speak my f**ing mind [Verse 2] Most of the world wanna see me fall Only thing dropping is my balls So yall can talk sh** all you want, dick gets big from insults Get so geeked up, summer salts Cartwheels, man I'm off the wall Just surprised that most of yall will take the time to talk bout mwah Thats ok, people k**ed Jesus and now they wear his cross But I'm still here breathing, so you can shut up or mute the song Earth is full of a crowd of hate f** the traffic, I live in space Only come down to visit my son, cuz I'm only allowed visitation days Isn't it f**ed up? I'm a little f**ed up fu*k, should of never drank out of that red cup f** it I'm on one, everybody turn up Nope not loud enough turn up the beat Need the ear drums poppin' til' the sh** bleeds Want a piece of mind? well I'm writing the speech To expose how I'm feeling and things I think Think I'm crazy? might as well be Delirious, demented, looney, deranged Write it on a paper and then I go sane Back to my senses, like i just came Jagging off all my wicked thoughts It plays and plays and I can't press pause I got Tourettes and no respect And my priest says I've been possessed, by a demon who speaks real sh** [Hook x4] Alien Hand Syndrome (Alien Hand Syndrome) I got Alien Hand Syndrome (Alien Hand Syndrome) Can't control my system that blurts out all these rhymes Just know that it comes out fluent b**h I speak my f**ing mind