Cracker Freestyle Lyrics

Is it hot in here, or is it just me?

I hate when people be like

"Why this white girl thinks she can rap?"

"Why is this little girl trying to get

On the track like that?"

"Why is this caucasian girl trying to rap right now?"

Like shut the fuck up, I can do anything

I want and no one can tell me differently

Yeah, next time you got something to say,

Don't say it at all, and I mean it, yeah

I'm hard on the track

Yes I be spittin' bars, that's facts

I don't fuck with yo bitch, that's cap

All bitches really do is act

People just talk, but what they really say is whack

I think your cousin sold me crack

(What, crack in the back of BJ's?)

I be fuckin' bitches hard,

When I fuck yo bitch she fart

We go shoppin' at the mart

(You didn't take my bitch shopping)

Oh, but yes I did

She said your dick's better than his

"Whoops"

I'm like, girl, I don't even have a dick

I'm just a woman

I'm eatin' bitches out

"Ouuuu"

Said when she's with you, she has a drought

I said, baby, that's sad

Then I turned her into a water spout

Now I'm drownin' in her nut,

While my fingers in her guts

(Shut the fuck up, you don't have any fingers in her guts. She was with me on Saturday)

Well it takes a pussy to make a pussy

I guess that's why your moms a bitch

Also, I caught her sucking dick

Pro tip: it wasn't your fathers

(It really does suck because..

You know, I was rooting for them.

I really thought they had something

good going on but I guess not.)

(Really, Sedona

You always talking so much shit

Shut the fuck up

You ain't shit

Your mama ain't shit

You suck too much dick to be talking, Please

Like, I'm so fucking sick and tired of you)

People stuck hating, that's sad

I see why, bitches mad

They see I'm the shit, they know I'm the shit

I always got something they wish they had

(Damn)

You stuck hating by yourself

I'm elevating with my health, my mind

I'm bright, I'm divine

I'm making my own money and I'm working to align

Aligning my heart, aligning my mind

My life is in balance, and that's hard to find

That's why when I leave, these bitches be crying

I spit on the track

I don't be trying

And I don't buy what these bitches buying

And I don't fuck with your fake energy

To walk all the shit they talk

They'd have to turn to a centipede

Really

A centipede?

Oh, I get it

They got like a hundred legs

(Shut the fuck up)

They're walking shit

Talking too much shit

(Shut the fuck up)

They have to walk faster, so they need to

Okay, I'll shut up now

Thank you

Yeah, shut up, bitch

I got like 50k if you come suck this dick

If he fuck with me, he gon' get the stick

He just threatened me, so I'ma grab him and shoot him with his own stick

Yeah, I'm fucking mad, homie

And these bitches trash on me

On my mama

On God

I just took a fucking tab of acid

I just tried to fuck her, dick was flaccid

Bitches so damn unattractive

Don't want it, I already had it

I'm multiplying stacks like

I'm spitting facts like

increase my racks, right?

Yeah

Are you happy about your life

Did you turn to Jesus Christ

Because you couldn't find contentment in your own

Let me stop

Let me- that was really rude

I'm gonna stop talking about religion in my raps

I love Jesus

I love God

God is great

God is good

I love all of you guys

Thanks for listening to my track

Bye

Please, daddy

Oh my God

Uhh, uhh, yeah