Dratchface - Cracka Christ lyrics

[Verse 1: Dratchface] They call me Cracka Christ I'm all that and a bag of rice So f**in darin' that I mack the knife Tired of these sh**ty one-liners that I have to write, yo It's so easy, pumpin out a beat and takin a cheap shot at Yeezy Cuz nothin in this life can ever please me “Well exqueeze me," I'm weary of this f**in game ‘Cuz you don't hear me, you just tell me that I'm f**in lame I'm takin y'all to the mattresses And writing embarra**ing love letters to some Puerto Rican actresses And I don't even care how whack this is Dratch is back, but he never preaches what he practices “Damn, I really wanna smack this kid” I hear ya saying I can feel my rhymes falling apart and my ears decaying And here's the great thing, my new EP is sheer amazing Don't fear the hating, ‘cause I know my flow is irritating (Hook) You better run Ball so hard like testicular torsion Brought the rap game back to life And that's why they call me Cracka Christ (x2)