[Intro/Spoken]
I've wanted to fuck you since we were, like, twelve
An' I didn't know what to do
How was I supposed to tell them I was sleepin with ya mom who was in tears
For, like, the past three years
It's not even worth it anymore
[Bigg Jus - *scratched*]
Inhuman
[Bigg Jus]
And it's on like that
And it's on like that
And it's on like that
We inhuman on the track
Bigg Jus, El-P, check it (here's what I want you to do)
[Verse 1: Bigg Jus]
Yo, Mike L-A-D-D
Bigg Jus and E-L-dash-P
Two thousand and twelve AD
Motherfuckin death machines
Bounty hunter gunner with blade runner
Thirty-aught medula toolie
Smoke the dust free proof
Mind matter fusin' with the bug protrusion
I saw this mixed delicacy weaving across the room full of imposters
Full lips with the thickness of a Loud artist roster
I was like yo I'm Bigg Jus I'm unpredictable with nitro proofs
Be swimmin' in glycerin and iodine ignitin' loops
Saw you across the room strokin that silky pussy
Yo, what kind of cat is that, a light grey eyed Persian?
Stuck her tongue in the air she giggled
We was in the M5 swervin
Shit talkin ideaology
She like starin me up and down pathologically
I'm thinkin gynaecology
Sayin her name was Ambrosia Anise but call me Annie, please
I like that old Foxy Brown song
Keep y'all niggas livin' on ya knees
Actually I got a MD in statistics from MIT
Place any square root in front of my optical
I can break that shit down to the smallest possible atom
Smashin' it
Plus got a fellowship grant in synthetic dynamics
Programming Nexus 6 brain fluid fools
Fourteen different reaction postures with like all types of moods
Two thousand and one test functions ensure the titties swing properly
Disease resistant circuitry
Plus suckin' dicks sloppily
I pulled out the non-directional wave transmitter vagina finder
Then hit it 'til the brain box burst with orgasmic seismic
The bitch backflipped and yoked me up in a Heimlich
Turned to me expressionless with a dead look in her eyes
Reached inside her body cavity
Pulled out the magnesium nine
Then dialed the 481 center for Armageddon
Not knowin' Bigg Jus impervious to shell wettin'
I've wanted to fuck you since we were, like, twelve
An' I didn't know what to do
How was I supposed to tell them I was sleepin with ya mom who was in tears
For, like, the past three years
It's not even worth it anymore
[Bigg Jus - *scratched*]
Inhuman
[Bigg Jus]
And it's on like that
And it's on like that
And it's on like that
We inhuman on the track
Bigg Jus, El-P, check it (here's what I want you to do)
[Verse 1: Bigg Jus]
Yo, Mike L-A-D-D
Bigg Jus and E-L-dash-P
Two thousand and twelve AD
Motherfuckin death machines
Bounty hunter gunner with blade runner
Thirty-aught medula toolie
Smoke the dust free proof
Mind matter fusin' with the bug protrusion
I saw this mixed delicacy weaving across the room full of imposters
Full lips with the thickness of a Loud artist roster
I was like yo I'm Bigg Jus I'm unpredictable with nitro proofs
Be swimmin' in glycerin and iodine ignitin' loops
Saw you across the room strokin that silky pussy
Yo, what kind of cat is that, a light grey eyed Persian?
Stuck her tongue in the air she giggled
We was in the M5 swervin
Shit talkin ideaology
She like starin me up and down pathologically
I'm thinkin gynaecology
Sayin her name was Ambrosia Anise but call me Annie, please
I like that old Foxy Brown song
Keep y'all niggas livin' on ya knees
Actually I got a MD in statistics from MIT
Place any square root in front of my optical
I can break that shit down to the smallest possible atom
Smashin' it
Plus got a fellowship grant in synthetic dynamics
Programming Nexus 6 brain fluid fools
Fourteen different reaction postures with like all types of moods
Two thousand and one test functions ensure the titties swing properly
Disease resistant circuitry
Plus suckin' dicks sloppily
I pulled out the non-directional wave transmitter vagina finder
Then hit it 'til the brain box burst with orgasmic seismic
The bitch backflipped and yoked me up in a Heimlich
Turned to me expressionless with a dead look in her eyes
Reached inside her body cavity
Pulled out the magnesium nine
Then dialed the 481 center for Armageddon
Not knowin' Bigg Jus impervious to shell wettin'
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