IBCiruits - I Am Not A Human Being lyrics

[Verse 1: IBCircuits] Come through in new jeans, rocking brand new denim My rhymes so lyrical they like potent vemon Like a thirteen-track Rodeo there's no Antidote I'm up way higher than a mountain goat b**h got 8 vaginas, call her octopus And I got that spur like a platypus And I k** that p**y, call me a**a**in Brand new lambo so every car I'm pa**in' My bars so nice that's rockstar nice Life is a gamble, I got rockstar dice IPhone 3, that's a rockstar device Sippin' lean outta cups with some rockstar ice Got the Rolls Royce rollin' and a rollie on my wrist All these haters talking, and I'm slowly getting pissed Run up on me, catch a bullet when you piss Everybody knows with the pistol I don't miss Point a gun at ya head in the bathroom Make you drop the toothpaste, yeah you're crestfallen Tech N9ne and Wayne the only real rappers ballin' Yeah, I got two yachts, I need a paradox Talk sh** and we'll pull up like a pair of socks Got 13 b**hes, call me Milo Spraying down the Five-O They're all dead on arrival f** being a p**y You gotta be a dick to be hard Golden credit card, makes all the girls crazy Call it a wild card Sneak in your yard Don't give a f** if there's a guard Spittin' these poems like I'm a bard And to all your haters I give no regard [Verse 2: TeamJimmy] Uh, king of the bar checking in f** with me wrong, you skin and bones, like skeletons Uh, codeine is my medicine You playing with fire like my name was Kevin Federline Uh, man, what a time to be alive The snakes will snake, the fake'll fade, the real survive Remember back, when I was on, my feature grind Now you can't come, even close to, where we reside On sprite, wrong right, cannot tell the difference Get right or get left, in dirt with no a**istance Miss me or go missing, turn your mistress to a Mrs These hoes knows to get their nose out of my business Struggle bars, I know, you'll need your time to write Don't cause a scene, we can shoot it out, like Michael Myers I'll flip the script, shoot movie clips, in your line of fire You'll end up missing, and they won't, even try and find ya I know that I'd better get it, try k** me, I'll never let em We gon hit the club and throw it up, umbrella weather All bark and no bite, you caught up in the strobelights Whether you do or don't fight, you'll get hit with the no dice Uh, they try to kick us while we down and out Then they begging for attention, so the people crowd around Do you love us, do you hate us, are you really bout it now Caslon is gone for the weekend so I'll hold it down for now