Heems – Alien Gonzalez Lyrics

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Yeah...
White Mike
Mike FUBAR, Philippino Mike
What up?

Daniel Lyons, what up?
Yeah
Stuyvesant High School, though
Martin Van Buren, Cardozo
There they go
(Third World Fam, Third World Fam, from back in, like, '99)

Alien González all grown up (grown up)
Showing up (Shown up)
To a party with blood on his shirt (blood on the shirt)
But he don't care he don't care

He just there wildin' to some Cher (Do you believe in illegal love love)
Blare Blur, Nelly, Right Thur
Daddy Yankee on the speakers trying to find the right girl
To take her back to the crib and get busy (busy bones)
Drink too much, get dizzy (yeah)
Drinking Whiskey in the Jar, Thin Lizzy (the boys are back. (x4))
New York City Gritty Committee pity the fool
That act shitty in the midst of the calm and witty

Soundbombing titties clowns rhyming silly putty
Drinking wine and we dancing Dutty (Dutty Wine)
Screw drivers in my sock, cause I'm Cudi
You bitch made Hallowe'en thug, you slutty (?)
You not gwan wan battle with me
I'm the captain of habit for slapping the wackest M.C.s
I'm a matador, you don't matter to me
You a cheeseburger, that's cattle with grease (fuckin' burger)
Go bucko, all brick, no stucco
Fourth grade, played Danny Zuko (Zoocko? Zucko. Zuko.)
T-birds, me and three birds
All Pink Ladies baby, three words
Ma, let's rehearse
Back since the fourth grade
Support pay increases for teachers and more 'caine
You're vain, it's the young brown Bourdain (I don't give a fuck)
Who said I'm Wes Borland (You don't give a fuck)
Who told you that I'm Al Borland (I don't give a fuck)
That's Richard Karn

Richad Marx (You don't give a fuck)
Carn marks(?)
Karl Marx
Heinrich, Heimlich
Maneuver
(I don't give a fuck) the parts, super duper with bars
Loser with star power (You don't give a fuck)
Devour the cars
You old cave trick (I don't give a fuck)
You basic, you Ric Ocasek (You don't give a fuck)
Your tape deck is tasteless
I'm made this
From the ground up

Get pound up
Pound down
H-man, you the clown now

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