[Verse 1]
I am not a human being Uhh,
p-ssy for lunch
pop all the balloons and spit in the punch, yeah,
kush and the blunts
I ride through your block see a foot in the [bad word] I don't know why they keep playin
they better replay 'em giving them the blues Bobby "Blue" Bland (blues singer)
together we stand and fall on y'all
ballin' with my bloods, call it b-ball
these days aint sh-t Young Money is
I got mars bars three [bad word] through coupe same colour as veneers
and you know I'm riding with the toast, cheers! (reason he's in jail)
yeah, now I'm back on my grizz
and y'all's a bunch a squares like a muthaf-cking grid
sh-t f-ck with me and get hit
I finger f-ck the nina make the b-tch have kids
just do it my n-gga I just did
name a muthaf-cker deeper than me b-tch dead
ya dig, this here is big biz and I scream f-ck it whoever it is
 [bad word] 
I am the Rhyming Oasis
I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it
I got my foot on the line I'm not racin'
I thank god that I am not basic
I am not basic
I am not a human being

[Verse 2]
Uhh, rockstar baby [bad word] to my suite and get lockjaw baby
Rich n-gga lookin at the cops all crazy
its the mob sh-t n-gga Martin Scorsese
heater close range, cuz people are strange
but i bet that AK 47 keep you ordaned
you cant see weezy nor wayne
im in the far lane, [bad word] this sh-t - hundred yard gain
uhhh, swag on infinity
im killing em, see the white flag from the enemy
shoot you in the head and leave your dash full of memories
father forgive me for my brash delivery
I will try you, I wouldnt lie you
I must be sticky cuz them [bad word] got they eyes glued
young money baby we the sh-t like fly food
yall cant see us - like the bride shoes.
I stand tall like a [bad word] 9'2
I scream motherf-ck you and whoever design you
and if you think you hot then obviously you are lied to
and we dont die, we multiply and then [bad word] divide you.
 [bad word] 
I am the Rhyming Oasis
I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it
I got my foot on the line I'm not racin'
I thank god that I am not basic
I am not basic
I am not a human being

[Verse 3]
Re-Reporting from another world
Magazine full of bullets you can be my cover girl
Ness go the weed thicker than a southern girl
strong arm rap like a n-gga did a hundred curls
rock star [bad word]  check out how we rock
and if this aint hip hop...it must be knee hop
im higher than a tree top
she lick my lo-llipop
I still get my candy from your girlfriends sweet shop
spitting that he rock im smooth not Pete Rock
and my money on etcetera - 3 dots
still get a stomach ache every time i see cops
you [bad word] mothaf-cka, cuz we not
you [bad word] till your feet stop
you aint even on a f-cking alphabet in my tea pot
colder than a ski shop
holding on to THE top, and even if i let go i still wont G-rock
 [bad word] 
I am the Rhyming Oasis
I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it
I got my foot on the line I'm not racin'
I thank god that I am not basic
I am not basic
I am not a human being