Resident Alien - Little Prince

A tisk, a tasket, no, I ain’t from England

Switch the tactics, what I take from thinking

Signals flashing though you say it’s blinking

Quick to pass you 'cause I think you’re drinking…

Hardy-har, got many bars from Mars

And a saucer parked under my neighbor’s yard

I though garages were a place for parties

And not to park a candy-painted car

We 'shawty, shawty!'

like we eight feet tall

As we follow bodies in a mating call

I say, why do colored people act this way?

Putting out more butts than an ashing tray

Am I asking of way too much information?

Someone please state 'fore I end this statement

Can’t nobody tell me if I’m wrong or right?

Everybody say that they’re the grown-up, right?

I’m about to make them rude awaken

The whites’ll stop to tell me, 'dude you’re baking!'

Can’t somebody tell me if I’m wrong or right?

Wearing short and sandles when it’s cold out…

Why do people act like that?

Are they on that crack in a habitat

That is so laid back you’d have a heart attack

From a paper bag busting, people looking funny at me

Well, go ahead and think-a think-a think think I’m crazy

I dread to tell you that the next hit show

Gon' be live forever just to let you know

Got front row seats plus season passes

Sunny in the evening when the missiles blast, it’s funny

'cause this here they never teach in class

Go dummy on a teacher just to see who laughs

Don’t hurry 'cause this moment couldn’t be your last

No bombing from a country with an evil past

So, round and round a-ricke-round

We go as global warming’s shutting down our globe

Sounds like a problem for the Brown-Eyed Bandit

Down from the constellations, now, I’ve landed

I can try to make a rude awaken

I’m the prophet with the new school flavor

Can’t somebody tell me if I’m wrong or right?

Thinking I can save the world before I…

Why do people act like that?

Are they on that crack in a habitat

That is so laid back you’d have a heart attack

From a paper bag busting, people looking funny at me

Well, go ahead and think-a think-a think think I’m crazy

Plain as pizza but you people don’t seem to frame the picture

So, I figure I’d lead you narrow

To the straight road with arrows to the brain

Don’t tell me you ain’t fake, if you ain’t

Then you wouldn’t have to follow

What the world say and tell you how to think

With the Bible and your parents here to tell you how to think

Got babies with the Glock four and ladies with the lockjaw

Ding!

I got a lightbulb

I feel it through the mic-phone, 'gon' switch it on,'

My conscience keeps going, no one even knows the consequence

Though they know how to keep themselves a condom package

But you got a baby that was born from practice

I’m just trying to make a rude awaken

Time is priceless and it’s soon too late

So, can’t somebody tell me if I’m wrong or right

Living like the devil but I love God…

Why do people act like that?

Are they on that crack in a habitat

That is so laid back you’d have a heart attack

From a paper bag busting, people looking funny at me

Well, go ahead and think-a think-a think think I’m crazy