JPEGMAFIA - Motor Mouth lyrics

[Intro] Message.. Put my phone in there.. Sin city.. Yo.. [Verse 1] Only the strong survive in the land of the beast I can't feel where I sleep I can't sh** where I eat So how I'm supposed to win (women) Sin city [Hook 1] Baby I'm a ratchet I don't bury hatchets I just bury bodies AK or shotty Pull up to your 'rari n***a think he gnarly But not me Br-br-br-br, yo [Verse 2] New phone who dis? It's my n***a Peggy on the other line He said, "These n***as pressed for the p**y Trying to be rappers, I just don't know why.." n***as can't rap so they just act Never seen a brick but they want trap Always in my face trying to give dap Now watch Peggy turn all your leaders Into motherf**ing hashtags b**h, I'm on the cash grab I ain't brown I'm a black man Swinging up all in your girl crib like I'm Batman Keep that whack sh** in the trash can Hype beast chinks wanna be black so bad Oh. Hey, nice to meet ya f**ed your girl and gave you a feature You call it lust? I call it ether But I'll take that free pizza [Hook 2] I got a motor Motor, motor, motor, motor On my mouth I'm a coder Coder, coder, coder k**ing for the south f** your friends f** your intelligence b**h, I'm at your crib With your chick And she all on my dick You can't f** with this Cause I'm always Always, always, always Walking with my nine Wanna try me Try me, try me b**h, I always got the time Up in this b**h, I'm making hits All in my apartment I'll pay my rent Down the dollars and cents Your girl keep whispering (bih?) She said [Bridge] Baby, (talk to you) I wanna do (talk to you) All the (talk to you) Things your (talk to you) Man won't do I'll do it for you (talk to you) (talk to you, talk to you) I said Baby (baby) I wanna do (wanna do) All the (all the) Things your man won't do (talk to you, talk to you) I'll do them for you (talk to you, talk to you) [Verse 3] Oh my god it's a new man Coming outside with the rock like Hujan I sell to the blue man I sell to the babies I sling to the Klux Klan I don't take chances I rap like a panther You rap like you want answers Even the I had cancer I spit to the d**h and change my name to "Bald head propaganda" You don't know what you wanna be So you sing like Aubrey And spit like a wannabe But b**h, I'm what you want to be I rap with the spirit of Cube and P. Easy I can't help that you're not a factor No service, you Sprint I'll lap you No offense to Adam Sandler But I had enough of this Jewish actor [Hook 3] Got a motor Motor, motor, motor, motor On my mouth I'm a coder Coder, coder, coder k**ing for the south f** your prince f** your intelligence b**h, I'm at your crib With your b**h And she all on my dick You can't f** with this b**h, I'm always Always, always, always Walking with my nine Wanna try me Try me, try me b**h I always got the time Oh sh** Drop my nine If you touch it It's a crime n***as want me Come and get me b**h, I shine b**h, I shine I ain't hiding From no n***a [Outro] (Tape audio) "-ine, as our guest speaker this morning for three reasons. A gentleman, he loves Jesus, he has a compelling life story, and he is a distinguished man of science and healing. We hope that he can help us sort some things out. May I introduce, the director of Pediatric Neurosurgery in one the world's great hospitals, Johns Hawkins in Baltimore, Doctor Benjamin Carson Sr." (applause) "Thank you." --- "[?] because of their race, because they're not supposed to think like this and talk like this and all the white liberals just don't like it, do you?" "Well, I uh.. they're the most racist people there are because y'know they put you in a little categorized box 'You have to think this way' 'How could you dare come off the plantation?' (scream)