*VERSE 1* (T.V.)
Hola, Hola, Hola
I'm smoking on that Oh My!
Hot as fuck, I know why
Pop the bean just like photons
Wonder, wonder why they let up?
That flakin' shit won't get her
I'm bouncin' out the trap 
And like a mouse I'm snatchin' cheddar
Better get your shit together
I'm always on you, never...
They part and mend a rillo cause they stick up, I don't give a fuck
Back on a mission, Nigga dime gettin'
Splittin' up them hoes down the middle, dime sharin'
T.V., T.V. on I'm glarin', pull up bass blarin'
Bad hoes starrin' like that brotha hella Barry White
White with the Nikes, Polo on sight
She killin' these hoes, ghetto bitch, hood pose
Ring, ring inside her nose, chunkin' up the 4
2 before that yellow-bone, ass fat
Chill, chillin' at the lake with a bud, caught a buzz
Needin' every minute for the flood...

*HOOK* 
(T.V.)
A nigga straight sizzlin'
I'm hot...bitch!
(Stix)
Straight sizzlin'
I'm hot...bitch!

*VERSE 2* (Stix)
No sticks, no stems, nah, but we'll plant these seeds, yuh
Work like a swarm of bees ta...Make money grow from trees
Our recipe's on sneeze, ahren't chu...Inhalin', exhalin'?
Full-send, parasailin'...Up high in the breeze
I got her on her knees...put her mind at ease
She got those Florida keys...To unlock her "Soul"
Quiet coyote...About to get smokey she's
Toasty like a devil and so unholy....
Pushin' product in the middle of the night
Rigatoni cause she's pasta the phonies in her life
And wants more, but not Mackle(more), but white rappers she likes
...Don't you ever wanna believe your own hype?

*HOOK* 
(Stix)
Straight sizzlin'
I'm hot...bitch!
(T.V.)
A nigga straight sizzlin'
I'm hot...bitch!

I'm Hot (Feat. T.V.) | Released 2019

He's back...Dj Stix
20and13, no 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19...
I'm back! Whatcha want me to do? I'm sorry!
Hahaha

Let's get this show on, flow on an atomic neutron, so gone
From here to Tucson, Taiwan, we keep it logged-on in Austin
This is the new dawn, new year, let all the bygones, be bygone
This here is my song, I'm onto the next level, icon
Let's get this show on, flow on an atomic neutron, so gone
From here to Tucson, Taiwan, we keep it logged-on in Austin
This is the new dawn, new year, let all the bygones, be bygone
This here is my song, I'm onto the next level, icon
Cause I don't play I grind all day, all week, each month, all year
And I don't care what haters say, their bullshit I steer clear...

ATXien Alien, moldin' your cranium
But I ain't babyin' you dummies with a mind like a titanium
Trap, I'm back, I got more fans than Yankee Stadium
Leavin' my haters blue like they swim in the Mediterranean
Middle fingers flipped up, welcome to my gymnasium
Openin' up to what I'm meant to be, call this shit my atrium
Phasin' me never mentally till you're instrumentally convinced
I clinch the competition, while you coming through in a pinch
Clever today, rich tomorrow, until the violet crown's on this prince
And this pay's never borrowed, but you, you're left on the fence
You go all in without thinkin', I go in inch by inch
And I always carry a Magnum so upon entrance
I'm ready for whatever...I'm ready to pop off
Brain Ninja now and forever...I'm steadily on draw
Readily on call, I don't stall to cut, SAW
But I ain't leaving you drenched ma, I'm leaving it cleaned off
Don't want no baby mama drama, but trauma induced to your body
I wasn't talkin' bout a revolver, I was talkin' bout my shootie
Wrapped up and in ya shawty, she's a master of Pilates
Polly want a cracker? I'll leave her hotter than Hot Tamales
PHEW!

Let's get this show on, flow on an atomic neutron, so gone
From here to Tucson, Taiwan, we keep it logged-on in Austin
This is the new dawn, new year, let all the bygones, be bygone
This here is my song, I'm onto the next level, icon
Let's get this show on, flow on an atomic neutron, so gone
From here to Tucson, Taiwan, we keep it logged-on in Austin
This is the new dawn, new year, let all the bygones, be bygone
This here is my song, I'm onto the next level, icon
Cause I don't play I grind all day, all week, each month, all year
And I don't care what haters say, their bullshit I steer clear...

20 bar verses after 12 bar hooks
I attack, call the nurses, the game's about to be shook
Get off my back all you lames that lack, these rooks wanna act
Like they know what they doin', but their actions always wack
Give'em a smack...Knock'em up good...Give 'em some damn sense
Cause they don't understand what it means to build a sentence
No expense...All paid...The mind's a wonderful thing 
That's why you gotta use it wisely so they'll see what you've seen
Don't demean, don't point ya finger, lets explain the best demeanor
Keep it movin', never linger, you can't remain to stay tense
Gotta keep it clean, yet still so dirty, no hurry, no accidents
No need to worry if it's worthy...They'll know it the content's there
Yea, you heard me...I don't play no games...I give it straight to the point
No manual...Shit's automatic when I wrap up a joint
No disappointment, no disagreein' with the things that are said
No compromises on the issues that make us messed in the head
As I bled...The words spread from one opponent to another
And when it was read and heard...They knew there wasn't any other
Got love for my Ninja brothas, as we aim to take the throne
You've been warned, here's where history's made and legends are born!

CHORUS repeats

Warning, warning...system, system overload...
Be careful...He is not of this earth...Stix is NOT of this earth!
He goes by Stix, he goes by...ATXien Alien...alien...

ATXien Alien (Feat. Stix) (Prod. by PlatinumStatz) | Released 03/01/19

Lyrical conscious rap collective making sure that Every Word Counts

ATXien Alien (Feat. Stix) (Prod. by PlatinumStatz) | Released 03/01/19

Every Word Counts

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