I Am Not a Human Being

I am not a human being, pussy for lunch

Pop all the balloons and spit in the punch, yeah

Kush in the blunts

I ride through your block, see a foot in the trunkI don't know why they keep playin', they better replay 'em

I'm givin' them the blues, Bobby "Blue" Bland

Together we stand and fall on y'all

Ballin' with my bloods, call it b-ballThese days ain't shit, Young Money is

I got Mars Bars, Three Musketeers

Come through coupe same color as veneers

And you know I'm ridin' with the toast, cheersYeah, now I'm back on my griz

And y'all's a bunch a squares like a motherfuckin' grid

Shit, fuck with me and get hit

I finger fuck the Nina, make the bitch have kidsJust do it my nigga, I just did

Name a motherfucker deeper than me, bitch dead

Ya dig, this here is big biz

And I scream fuck it, whoever it isI am the rhymin' oasis

I got a cup of ya time, I won't waste it

I got my foot on the line, I'm not racin'

I thank God that I am not basicI am not basic, I am not a human beingUh, rock star, baby

Now come to my suite and get lockjaw, baby

Rich nigga lookin' at the cops all crazy

It's that mob shit nigga, Martin ScorseseHeater close range 'cause people are strange

But I bet that AK .47 keep you ordained

You can't see Weezy nor Wayne, I'm in the far lane

I'm runnin' this shit, hundred yard gainUh, swag on infinity

I'm killin' 'em, see the white flag from the enemy

Shoot you in yo' head and leave your dash full of memories

Father, forgive me for my brash deliveryI will try you, I wouldn't lie, dude

I must be sticky 'cause them bitches got they eyes glued

Young Money, baby, we the shit like fly food

Y'all can't see us, like the bride shoesI stand tall like a motherfuckin' 9'2"

I scream motherfuck you and whoever designed you

And if you think you hot, then obviously you were lied to

And we don't die, we multiply and then we come divide youI am the rhymin' oasis

I got a cup of ya time, I won't waste it

I got my foot on the line, I'm not racin'

I thank God that I am not basicI am not basic, I am not basic

I thank God that I am not basic, I am not a human beingReportin' from another world

Magazine full of bullets, you can be my cover girl

Ness got the weed, rollin' thicker than a southern girl

Strong arm rap like a nigga did a hundred curlsRock star beeotch, check out how we rock

And if this ain't hip hop, it must be me hop

I'm higher than a tree top, she lick my lollipop

I still get my candy from your girlfriend's sweet shopSpittin' that heat rock, I'm smooth, not Pete Rock

And my, and my money on et cetera, three dots

Still get a stomach ache every time I see cops

You better run motherfucker 'cause we notYou better run 'til your feet stop

You ain't even on a fuckin' alphabet in my tea pot

Colder than a ski shop, holdin' on to the top

And even if I let go I still won't G-rockI am the rhymin' oasis

I got a cup of ya time, I won't waste it

I got my foot on the line, I'm not racin'

I thank God that I am not basicI am not, I am not a human being