Joyce 1 - Intellectual

[Intro: Riley Lake, Joëlle Phuong Minh Lê, & Busdriver]

Looking up a sec

What kind of love is this

Looking up

What kind of love is this

Looking up a sec

What kind of love is this

Hellfyre

Looking up

Looking up a sec

What kind of love is this

Yeah

Looking up

Yeah

[Verse 1: Busdriver]

Y'all got sick of my omnipresence

On my electronic press kit

And now I keep my body pressed against

You later and give it a sloppy wet kiss

Still I liked her so I copy pressed print

When they led us to the body to bench press

But amongst all of those 90s sex nips

A popular com was Cosby or Fresh Prince

In the 90s

[Chorus 1: Busdriver & Joëlle Phuong Minh Lê]

What kind of love is this

Cuz it feels like I struck it rich

What kind of love is this (what kind of love is this)

Cuz it feels like I struck it rich

What kind of love is this

Cuz it feels like I struck it rich

What kind of love is this

Cuz it feels like I struck it rich

What kind of love is this

[Verse 2: Busdriver]

I used to kick it at a Miller's Outpost

Would write insufferable tales or tally jokes

The reaper sighted at the Tim album roast

This is where we used to live and how spokes

Looked before I been pricked out alone

I fell from grace but the dismount was dope

My other homies angles or they milquetoast

Complaining that they're killed for meal soaked

But I hopped on that transatlantic flight

They should support us I'm a hand, sale, and sight

Put some songs on a bandcamp site

Now I'm paid like transplant eyes

For y'all I ain't got my tears to waste

You laid out some side bearing wake

But white homies with a Guy Pearce face

Making music that's five years late

Me meeting fish on the high seas with spicy sauce

Serving rappers acting all feisty

Over a nice sea of crops

I don't give a fuck if you some white weed

With a siamese dog

Paying crimes' fees

At a Chinese mosque

How political figures'll make a high priest dry heave cough

You love still that we off

Yeah

[Bridge: Busdriver & Joëlle Phuong Minh Lê]

You don't deserve this love

I want it all

You don't deserve this love

I want it all

You don't deserve this love

[Chorus 2: Busdriver]

What kind of love is this

Cuz it feels like I struck it rich

What kind of love is this

Cuz it feels like I struck it rich

What kind of love is this

Cuz it feels like I struck it rich

What kind of love is this

Cuz it feels like I struck it rich

[Verse 3: Busdriver]

Let's brainwash the general masses

And treat all labels like a medical practice

I feel like taking the hypocratic oath

To where I doctor these rich anecdotes

I tell my peeps I got the Hispanic vote

Like I'm really tryna be a congressman

I realign myself but about a trend

Nigga I just need love like a primadonna

Imma roll weary worry warts

Speaking in some eerie slurred snorts

I believe that my kind will be sentenced

To death by the superior court

So fuck with ya boy

[Outro: Busdriver]

(Fuck with ya boy)

Show me love (fuck with ya boy)

(Fuck with ya boy)

(With ya boy)