Big Boi:       Peep what I say    Everyday the sun sets just like clockwork    Put the glock to work    And puttin the body to standstlls    Man it kills me    Taking that life is like taking a shit    Hit or miss niggas are playing God    Trying to rob and steal    That's why ya gotta guard ya grill    Like a barbecue cause them harming you    Are just like honeybees swarming you    Vocally arming you was my responsibility    It's killing me--thinking that all these niggas    See they fly shit--thinking they steven segall an    Balling--falling to the wayside when ya try to call    I've fallen--when we was little nappy headed niggas in the projects    But now they carjacks, wait on income tax and unsafe sex    They get the tecs to flex--like solo for tha lo-lo    Smoke same thing no-no--not this time    Niggas around my way can rhyme    So fuck that country shit--we done a bunch of shit    And yes ya heard of this--out of this world like E.T.    Coming across ya T.V.    Extraterrestrial--straight from ATL.       (Know what I'm saying--Like that--Yeah)       Chorus:       Out of this world    Are you alien?    (repeat 3x)       Out of this world.......       Andre:       Right now I'm smiling    Taking advantage of this moment    Cause there might not be another soon    Holding on to memories like roller coaster handle bars    tightly cause I'm slightly off my rocker--But to you    I may appear to be your average joe    But little do you know    that even joe got problems that he gots to joust with    Floating in this game of life    Despite how out of place you may feel    In this race oh you just can't quit    Ain't that a bitch--that being heat    I'm on the beat like cops    Only cultivate the stable dirt when I skeet my drops    No concentrating knocking other niggas out the box    Why?--Cause in a sense    See we all be kind of fly    Just can't be scared to spread your wings    Head to better things    Maybe the mockingbird and nightengale    they want to sing--keeping this thing alive    To the table's what we bring    We like hailstorms and blizzards in the middle of the spring    Extraterrestrial       (Out of this world--Things like that--Yo)       Chorus