PROTECT THE CROSS Lyrics by JPEGMAFIA
Freak bitch, tuck it in her tan line
No stripes, made her talk to me like I got gang ties
Great right catching his heater, feel like a landmine
2025, your politics is a gang sign
Let’s go, they bullshittin’ but spittin’ like they was Esco
Take it off, just bend your knees and protect the cross
Two faced, and I’m Harvey Dent mixed with Michael Jackson
I can’t even get jiggy with these niggas, I feel like Michael Blackson
And y’all got thirty niggas on a beat, that shit is Frankenstein
I’m outstreamin’ every nigga I beef with, I be analyzing
Hah, let’s go
Aye, fuck your writtens’ you bombin’ like Charlie Hebdo
Take it off, just bend your knees and protect the cross
I can’t treat no skeeze like no main squeeze
She don’t even ask me who I hang with, she know I cheat
These bitches don’t even speak my language, I’m finna leave ([?], though the eyes)
‘Cause Peggy is not for your entertainment, I need a fee
Uh, retro
They assed out, we bang his BM like Kirko
Peak the law, she shakin’ ass on podium floors
Damn (Careful, careful)
You can just relax
Every other day I turn these beats into a pack
Call me black Kenny Rogers, ’cause I know when to fold ’em
Cashin’ out ’cause it’s too late in the stage to be spittin’ cap, bitch
I can’t stand the way you crackers copy (Thi-thi-thi-this)
VR land, you never hit a nazi
Free no shoulder, I’m marrying the chip
Real hairs, had that bunny hoppin’ on a dick
Freak bitch, tuck it in her tan line
No stripes, made her talk to me like I got gang ties
Drey Wright catching his heater, feel like a landmine
2025, your politics is a gang sign
Let’s go, they bullshittin’ but spittin’ like they was Esco
Take it off, just bend your knees and protect the cross
Thi-thi-thi-this, this, this generation
Huh
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Hoo, hoo
I come through swiftly
Don’t beef with a nigga, I do fifty, uh (Hoo)
Oculus, don’t trip me
I aim when I pull up like wheelchair Jimmy (Huh)
Why did you say you was gon’ fuck me up last year?
Now I do not hear a peep (Huh)
Probably because you know next time I see you, you gonna end up right next to Pete (Bitch)
Crackers be thinkin’ that all of my lies about what they projectin’ on me (On me)
Hate while the fuckers are hatin’ on Peggy and gettin’ some pussy and cheese
All you cosplay white-boy rappin’ ass niggas can suck on a D
I do not do back and forth with a cracker
I’m crackin’ my whip on the beat (Uh)
I cannot study no pug suckin’ actor
I gotta freestyle when I make it (Make it)
I cannot act like I don’t wear the crown on canvas, take an advantage
Man, these niggas be old and not wise
I meant all of that rippity rappin’ be makin’ me soft
All of them Wah Gwan Delilahs, they standin’ on nothin’
Them niggas and hoes can be bought
Why bitches ain’t vote for Kamala?
They lie, so I lie when I’m tryna to get in that box
Bitch, get on your knees, shake that ass and get to protectin’ my cross
American rapper and singer