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Misfit/Alienation Video (MV)




Performed By: Miko Suave
Language: English
Length: 4:44
Written by: Sam Bullock




Miko Suave - Misfit/Alienation Lyrics




I'm a man on a mission,man on a mission
Damn what you wishing,survived like every planet collision
My hand is just itching,my penmanship demand that you listen
I like to stay fly i ain't doing shit that's gon' land me in prison
Don't hang wit you bammas you snitching,probably planned the division
Niggas talking bout they hands & it's whippin,bands that you flippin
Thanksgiving dinner only time that you see grams in the kitchen
Don't complain about the yeast infections if you planning to fit in

They say get get in where you fit in
But i don't wanna fit in
My nigga do u listen?
I ain't the illest are you kidding?
He gon sue me if i hit em
I rather hit em with the rhythm
None of the great ones fit in
Try to Box me in make sure the box got a ribbon

Beyond gifted,bars spitted better bet it baby
I'm never lazy,you wack Emcees can never phase me
When it's all said & done put me next to Jay-Z
I love swimming with the sharks call me Legend Spacey
Without the pedophilia
But old heads feeling the bars im killin the frauds
Way realer than yall,you clown
I don't got a DDS so i don't say no cap
Cuz being different gets you the Crown,now
Do the rap world like Krona
Now i can really be a loner,i stone cold stunner ya but im far from a stoner
You the teachers pet,still ain't get a diploma
Legendary writer like Homer
Nah I don't got the drip i just stay fly
I don't got the sauce I don't know who it's made by
I create my own wave by the f*ckin lakeside
Barney and Betty hill wasn't abducted,they lied

Im tryna keep a low profile but they hot
Tried to aim for the stars and take shots
Im tryna keep a low profile but they hot
Tried to aim for the stars and take shots

(Im tryna keep a low profile but they hot
Tried to aim for the stars and take shots)

I dare you to find a clone,and dig all inside his bones
You'll find different chromosomes
Even twins need time alone,even twins need time alone
You'll find different chromosomes,and dig all inside his bones
I dare you to find his bones,they corny i don't buy their songs
Too cool for hot girls who spend winter time alone
Don't bop to mumble rap
Too lyrical for mainstream
Too heaven sent for underground
This Apollo 18

They say get get in where you fit in
But I don't wanna fit in
My nigga a do u listen?
I ain't the illest are you kidding?
He gon sue me if i hit em
I rather hit em with the rhythm
None of the great ones fit in
Try to Box me in make sure the box got a ribbon

I alienate from this strange world
But no what what i remain thorough
Every genius can relate i guarantee you we shoot for our dreams out of the same barrel

I alienate from this strange world
But no what what i remain thorough
Every genius can relate i guarantee you we shoot for our dreams out of the same barrel

Alienation

Alienation (Guarantee we shoot for our dreams out of the same barrel)
Running from satan
It's like i gotta praise him
Just to get paid man

What i gotta sell my soul (What i gotta sell my soul)
Just to get a little bit of gold (Just to get a little bit of gold)
Just to reach the top of the totem pole (Just to reach the top of the totem pole)
You want the fast money but die slow (But you gonna die slow)
Had to run away from the fake shit man i had to go
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I'm a man on a mission,man on a mission
Damn what you wishing,survived like every planet collision
My hand is just itching,my penmanship demand that you listen
I like to stay fly i ain't doing shit that's gon' land me in prison
Don't hang wit you bammas you snitching,probably planned the division
Niggas talking bout they hands & it's whippin,bands that you flippin
Thanksgiving dinner only time that you see grams in the kitchen
Don't complain about the yeast infections if you planning to fit in

They say get get in where you fit in
But i don't wanna fit in
My nigga do u listen?
I ain't the illest are you kidding?
He gon sue me if i hit em
I rather hit em with the rhythm
None of the great ones fit in
Try to Box me in make sure the box got a ribbon

Beyond gifted,bars spitted better bet it baby
I'm never lazy,you wack Emcees can never phase me
When it's all said & done put me next to Jay-Z
I love swimming with the sharks call me Legend Spacey
Without the pedophilia
But old heads feeling the bars im killin the frauds
Way realer than yall,you clown
I don't got a DDS so i don't say no cap
Cuz being different gets you the Crown,now
Do the rap world like Krona
Now i can really be a loner,i stone cold stunner ya but im far from a stoner
You the teachers pet,still ain't get a diploma
Legendary writer like Homer
Nah I don't got the drip i just stay fly
I don't got the sauce I don't know who it's made by
I create my own wave by the f*ckin lakeside
Barney and Betty hill wasn't abducted,they lied

Im tryna keep a low profile but they hot
Tried to aim for the stars and take shots
Im tryna keep a low profile but they hot
Tried to aim for the stars and take shots

(Im tryna keep a low profile but they hot
Tried to aim for the stars and take shots)

I dare you to find a clone,and dig all inside his bones
You'll find different chromosomes
Even twins need time alone,even twins need time alone
You'll find different chromosomes,and dig all inside his bones
I dare you to find his bones,they corny i don't buy their songs
Too cool for hot girls who spend winter time alone
Don't bop to mumble rap
Too lyrical for mainstream
Too heaven sent for underground
This Apollo 18

They say get get in where you fit in
But I don't wanna fit in
My nigga a do u listen?
I ain't the illest are you kidding?
He gon sue me if i hit em
I rather hit em with the rhythm
None of the great ones fit in
Try to Box me in make sure the box got a ribbon

I alienate from this strange world
But no what what i remain thorough
Every genius can relate i guarantee you we shoot for our dreams out of the same barrel

I alienate from this strange world
But no what what i remain thorough
Every genius can relate i guarantee you we shoot for our dreams out of the same barrel

Alienation

Alienation (Guarantee we shoot for our dreams out of the same barrel)
Running from satan
It's like i gotta praise him
Just to get paid man

What i gotta sell my soul (What i gotta sell my soul)
Just to get a little bit of gold (Just to get a little bit of gold)
Just to reach the top of the totem pole (Just to reach the top of the totem pole)
You want the fast money but die slow (But you gonna die slow)
Had to run away from the fake shit man i had to go
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Writer: Sam Bullock
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