Ho99o9, JPEGMAFIA - Simon Phoenix lyrics

Dirty dirty 
Huh,   whoa

I fill those racks, I'm with the gun
Cast spells like mage and mystic
I  turn crackers to statistics, oo
They  told me, "Pick a noose" (yeah)
I told 'em, "Pick a suit"
Raid  me on the right
You gon' make me get the troops
M16, same color, R Truth
Young 2Pac, and you know I got the troops
Young Car K, in the booth (yeah)
Young  Fox News with the noose (yeah)
I see hicks, I shoot (Brrt)
My rifle got ass like hoops (Who?)
Fell in love with it, I can never
Leave my house without the strap, uh
My rifle got an ass on it (Wow)
Shit thick, dare a nigga make a pass on it
I'ma kill a politician, put a bag on it
But, if I catch you, I whip, put a gag on it
Chopper with a dick and a flag on it
Barrel in his face
They gon' have to put a bag on 'em (Brah)
Bitch I'm in your bushes
And I smell that good-ass cookin'
You gon' make me kick your door in
And fuck your house
I wish I could save ya, mercy me
That's not my flavor
I'm gon' have to Marvin Gaye a pig for clout

National visa (Nasty)
Please hand me my reefer
Send news to my beeper
Double park with that heater, uh
Smokin' dope with the reaper
Blazin' out the two-seater
Duckin' pigs and the preacher
Lookin' like I don't need you
I done hit the gas, lookin' like I crashed
In the air fallin' out the sky
Landed on a house full of bears
I'm a wolf, you a bitch, seein' death
When I grip she was made for this dick
You was made for this cliff

I don't park with the red lights
K-9 bark, and it's ready to bite
All black with the mask, 32 stripe
Ten team with me and they ready to fight
Boom, watch y'all clear out the room
Cop killer law, so they comin' for you
Hack the code, breach the system
Four, three, two, hoo
Bodies deep, rest in peace hell on Earth
Lyin' off the edge with no
Respect for the pigs get your dividends
Heavy with the play, nickname Johnny Cage
Feel the wrath of the blast
Increase the murder rate
Russian roulette, yuh, turn one, two, three