[Intro: Kardinal Offishall]

Jesus said to them

Only in his home town

Among his relatives and in his own house

He is a prophet with no time now

He could not do any riches but just stare

And he was amazed at their lack of faith

People

Where does a lack of fear come from?

Yo

[Verse 1: Kardinal Offishall & Busta Rhymes]

Huh, I want it like "Hey girl, gimme that!"

Tryin' to milk the game like my label made of Similac

Lyric bunks are similar to semi automatic paperback

Flip through the pages, watch bullets givin' you heart attacks

I want the paper stacked, keep my liquidity

Blend out time inna different type of liberty

Family proud of me so I don't need your validity

Tongue change the ecosystem, flood it with humidity

(Hot) Second guessing me is just stupidity

You don't have no credit much less any credibility

(Liar) Lie down, you're just a liability

Don't need them new friends with unpredictability

Falsing on my business find a piss in your vicinity

Konvict conquering your conscious facility

Watch me prophesize for a piece of the profitability

Doin' this my only disabili-ti-ti-ty

[Chorus: Kardinal Offishall]

I am an alien

I'm an illegal alien

I'm a rude boy with rude boy talk

I'm an alien

Sometimes I feel like an alien

I'm a rude boy that's from T-Dot

[Verse 2: Kardinal Offishall & Busta Rhymes]

I approach my life with a certain sensibility

Tell it like it is, I don't cover with gentility

Hand full of fam so we move with mobility

Hand full of grands so there is no availability

Livin' with no sin is an impossibility

But don't let the good life cloud your visibility

Lettin' me in the game was an inevitability

Don't follow them cats with no identity

Kardinal steppin' up on your territory

See me civil or wrestle you inside the cemetery

Looking up! Don't believe in luck, I believe in love

And you get stung, if you stop me before my time done

Associate of Cannon the son of a big gun (Cannon)

African at heart when I do my bank run

My man Chuck D said my Uzi weighs a ton

Heavy thoughts weigh nothing, each one teach one

[Chorus: Kardinal Offishall]

I am an alien

I'm an illegal alien

I'm a rude boy with rude boy talk

I'm an alien

Sometimes I feel like an alien

I'm a rude boy that's from T-Dot

[Verse 3: Kardinal Offishall]

Huh, dangerous bustin' every hater caught the vapors

I don't watch no face, bredren, let's get papers

I call it a fade Kobe oh call it a taper

Feelin' like Al Capone goin' on a caper

Never would I harm a girl never even drape her

Let my sister treat her like Chris Rock and shake her

(Mayday, mayday) Mr. Morgan break her break her

We get money in an instant like shareholders of Quaker

Just a trouble joiner I am not a trouble maker

From the days of the real sweet love Anita Baker

I'd rather have a real home sittin' on an acre

Than owing about a hundred grand to my jewelry maker

Kardinal call me the immigrant translator

Or the poor people's permanent position vindicator

Kardinal call me the immigrant translator

Or the poor people's permanent position vindicator

Ay

[Chorus: Kardinal Offishall]

I am an alien

I'm an illegal alien

I'm a rude boy with rude boy talk

I'm an alien

Sometimes I feel like an alien

I'm a rude boy that's from T-Dot