[Intro] Phone conversation between Caskey and his friend Who explains a extraterrestrial sighting [Chorus] Ya my homie saw a U.F.O Ya, it make you wonder if the government is true Shit, my homie saw a U.F.O End times on the rise What the fuck is we to do Ive been thinking about the lights, codes, the flights, the roads That you cant travel down cause they home to something unknown Area 51 is real, tell me how that make you feel We barely know anything about it [Verse 1] Lights, camera inside a Panamera Luxury extraterrestrial missions We tryna find em We pay our respect to religion but we dont mind em Know about the Anunnaki and describe em like Angels of another world, peace minded Watch video one time, rewinded Then repeat the cycle Theres something about the lights in the sky Something about the patterns in which they fly Open your eyes You got three of them You really think we alone no You really think that the universe is simply what is known I done seen the stone carvings in my lone apartment Episodes of ancient aliens and gold compartments With old Sumerian text inside, pressure applied Why every sightin got to be secret Whats with the lies and deception I swear a photograph is so refreshing It just means less folk can deny the message [Chorus] [Verse 2] Something just aint right Paranoia got me schizo My cousin say he witness this abduction out in Bithlo And I bet nobody gone even discuss it Man this shit so hard to understand We are in a limbo Signalling to the stars for help I never seen me a comet Criminals with cigars in hand I never could leave this chronic Honestly, take no astrophysicists to see theres witnesses of flying saucers Man if they was flying by the alter would you still be prayin Laying low inside yo temple Contact with another world is oh so quintessential So stencil the lines Be gentle with the signs of changes Embrace the angels that fly with iron wings Nova Scotia, expedition roller coaster Hydraulic systems so advanced that our culture couldnt replicate the shit If that dont freak you out, it freak me out Cause i was wondering what that could be about [Chorus] [Hook] Who the fuck told ya about the incidents in Roswell Somebody who done mixed too many hits inside they cocktail I heard about the sightings up in Scottsdale Cause nothing happens round this way [Verse 3] We just dont believe that shit There was surveillance balloons well then let me see that shit Secret society we dont trust ya Catch ya out at any event then i might rush ya Cut out all of the subliminals Quit turnin decent human beings into cold criminals And givin us the minimal About to transform into a general and innovate Unidentified over the interstate Who can explain Who aint prepared for change Who is maneuverin The plane, wait That aint no plane That look like something strange See the wings, see the lights Man its aimed at us, Jesus Christ
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