Re: Hopsin Lyrics Suggestions & Disscusion Thread

[BabySmackerRegistered Member]

found this on some other site, fixed what I was positive needed fixing.
What I wasn't sure about is getting italicized and bolded.


SwizZz – Too Far Gone (Haywire)

[Intro]
SwizZzzzzzzzzzz

[Verse1]
Gyeah, now welcome to my world
Little boys and girls, I would like to take the time and thank you for my referral
The west coast summons me, right?
Well, I'm here to tear you womb like a bucket of ice
Go, I'll wake em' up throw some Z's on it
I'll make em' bounce with a lean on it
I'll make a crip throw a b on it
I'll make a blood throw a c on it
It's FV, you wanna be on it! Never!
I'm calling the shots now
Locking the block down getting bucked like a dollar bill
Come and follow, I'm getting money but fuck a dollar
I ain't flossing, I'm romping
Gotta problem? Holla
I'm just here to make a few changes
Rearrange this rap game cause it's detained
Why you cookie cuttin’ niggas spittin' candy on the beat>?
I'ma heat it up like Wade and go miami on the beat

[Chorus]
Now take a trip in the mind of a nigga
You might see the signs of a killa
He's too far gone
I say take a trip through the mind of a nigga
You might see the signs of a killa, killa
SwizZzzzzz (x2)

[Verse2]
Yo, theres something I should address - sum up
The games drunk, and I mean fucked up
Too many niggas wanna bang, but they can't dunk
Too many niggas wanna ball, but they just suck
Too many niggas selling out like a auction
I should pop em' like a tag - I'm not shopping
You got swag? That's cool with me
Let me tell you why you shouldn't fool with me
Test me, I'll smash a nigga like pepsi
Hard body baby knocking niggas into next week
A Prodigy. causing Havoc like I'm mobbin’ deep
You want that raw rap shit? Come get involved with me
‘Cause I'ma get ‘em geeked like nerdy
Jerk ‘em like beef ‘cause I'm flyer than a bird be
You heard me, I put it down on ya niggas
Now why do I even come around for you niggas, huh?

[Chorus]
Now take a trip in the mind of a nigga
You might see the signs of a killa
He's too far gone
I say take a trip through the mind of a nigga
You might see the signs of a killa, killa
SwizZzzzzz (x2)

[Verse3]
Look, see I'm ill like Wayne with a germ on it
And smooth like Snoop Dogg with a perm on it
See I can rock it like L with no shirt on it
But I don't want your girl to trip like she fell on me
I got the baton, but I ain't gonna pass it off
I smoke big kush blunts then ash em' off
I tell a girl with no hands to come and jack me off
I love college, but I fucking hate Asher Roth
I'm fittin’ to crack a bottle like Marshall
And get drunk as fuck and do a hundred in a car pool
Come on baby girl, we don't have ta argue
I just wannna fuckin’ forget you like Sarah Marshall
I live my life according to no rules
With an old school touch
I'm fresher than whole foods
Don't forget Rod done knowd about it
it's FV, welcome to my world
What you know about it?

[Chorus]
Now take a trip in the mind of a nigga
You might see the signs of a killa
He's too far gone
I say take a trip through the mind of a nigga
You might see the signs of a killa, killa
SwizZzzzzz (x2)

[BabySmackerRegistered Member]

Did these lyrics awhile ago, just had to get 'em of my old YT channel.
What I wasn't sure about is getting italicized and bolded. The '?????''s mean I have no fucking clue what it was.

SwizZz - Hard in the Paint (Good Morning SwizZzle)

I go hard in the motherfucking paint, nigguh.
I pop the boner in the post, pass the rock to SwizZzle.
Three zs, go ahead and capitalize the middle.
Baby jack me off with both hands, double dribble.

Ugghhh
Let's romp!

I'm back like a hand, hoe, get smacked.
80 proof in my mug, come and meet jack.
You take losses and beg for a rematch.
I take offers and sign if my fees met.
GO!
Fresh off tour, snappin' in the booth. Goin' in like search and rescue.
GO!
Rap's a chore, this ain't hard work. I'll smash anybody that I'm next to.
GO!
These lines may not punch, but they sure might molest you.
GO!
When you walk in the park after dark, all alone, and take a dookie in the public restroom.
I'm so bad, bay-bay kid.
Skip my album, buy my sex tape...Ray Jay Kim.
Quit yappin', you ain't 'bout shit...Ear Muffs.
I'm on the frontline, ready for war.
Nigga, get rough.
The truth of the matter is, no matter what your status is, niggas will get etched like DM[/i].
I emerge from the nerds in the burbs, and now I'm calling the shots. I am FV's GM.
I let the beat knock, front door. Come let me in.
I am marking my territory, pulling down my zipper, over water, I need a spot to pee in.
My flow's banannas, climb my monkey bars.
I'm crusing Hollywood wit' a chopper shooting for the stars.
What it do, Blaaack? Look what you inspired.
Your little brother's on the road to building an empire.
I'm fueled by family pride each and every step.
That's why I always keep it funky.
Ewwww, morning breath.
You're short term, you won't last in the long run.
Shit, DJ Kahled ain't the guy who's on one.
The pressure's building, I got a feeling you [i]????? what you really think about me.
But while you step on my vision, go ahead and step on my decisions.
I ain't trippin', I adore niggas who doubt me.
I applied you to up and leave. You ain't shit with out me.
There's not enough niggas assumin' you goin' hard. Listen up, you're truly lousy.
I'll split your melon, fruit salad.
Your main girl is a runner, new ballad.
She expresses how she will love you 'til infinity.
While you're at work, she's with postman. Delivery.
You put your faith in bitch, provided with nice jists that show you care.
You swear up and down to you homes she's the one you've been waiting for, you can feel it in the air.
You bought a diamond wedding ring, totally gonna wear.
She's addicted to the sticky shit that comes out of a dick and gets FUCKED when you're not there.
My buzz is bubblin', lava lamp.
'Cuz I'm a motherfucking monster, Gaga fan.
I full mouth beats, then ground and pound 'em.
I fuckin' blackout, power outage.
Baggage claim kush keeps my head spinin'.
Tell 'em I'm nauseous from vertigo, and have to see a physician.
You don't have to like me, but respect I'm not omittin'.
I'ma D-One product from the big west division.
Ghyeaaah.

[BabySmackerRegistered Member]

Found this on a site, fixed what needed fixing.

SwizZz - Really Wanna Know (Haywire)

[Verse 1]

Every night I wake up, 3 in the mornin'
Imsomnia keeps a little nigga zonin'
Thanks to you B, I can finally see the light
Cause I don't think they wanna know
What's on the other side
Darkness, but this ain't as dark as it gets
Laugh at them when they thought a nigga lost his wit
It's ok now cause it all seems legit
But it's awfully not when you're probably full of shit
Thank you for the light
Now I'm draped in all black
With an empty Jack bottle and with a logo on my hat
Always and forever, just know I got your back
I will die for you homie just to put it like that
Nothing here is fake so deep down you know
There's no limit I won't go
If I have to let it show
Words can't express how I feel
Pain will linger, some wounds never heal

[Hook]

Because I'm living in a world where the sun don't shine
And the sound of a shot might blow a nigga's mind
If you really wanna know
If you really wanna know
I don't think you wanna know
(x)

[Verse 2]

See I remember when we first met
Middle school thumpin'
Biggest homie on the block
Only one dunkin'
Mushroom cut on a six foot frame
Stretched out colored tee
With a barbecue stain
Yes Big B I remember those days
They will never leave me
Or lead me astray
I fight and I feel your pain
But no matter what I do
This shit will not go away!
I wish that it would all go away!
I wish god would listen everytime that I pray
I'm speechless but there's so much to say
Every day is a blessin' but I'm livin' in the shade
And hope is all I got left
How can I be alive when I have to drink death
Everything right rots
I guess it is what it is
It just ain't what you thought

[Hook]

Because I'm living in a world where the sun don't shine
And the sound of a shot might blow a nigga's mind
If you really wanna know
If you really wanna know
I don't think you wanna know

[Verse 3]

Now I'm haunted by nightmares from the past
Like the time we got drunk to go ride in the van
Swervin' in and out of lanes
With your foot on the gas
Full speed down the street
Lost control then crashed
And all I can see was broken glass
I was sprawled on the pavement layed out pitch black
I woke up saw your face on the dash
Heard you yell my name but I was out so fast
Now there's nothing in life we can't cope with
I don't give a fuck about a doctor's diagnosis
Paranoid skitzo, manic depression
Can not hold back a candid confession
To you B comin truely from the heart
I'll be there till the end
Cause you were there from the start
From a rida to anotha
You will never have to suffer
Cause you will always have your brothas

[BabySmackerRegistered Member]

I have half of Blow a Cloud, part of Low-Dough, and I'll do Ramble later.
I'll have those finished by tonight, then I'll start on the Good Morning SwizZzle tape.

[STRANGEgeniusAdministrator]

alrite. ill edit it when i get some free time.

[BabySmackerRegistered Member]

Again, bolded and italicized what I wasn't sure about. Did it by ear, so I'm sure I got a few wrong.

SwizZz – Blow a Cloud (Haywire)

[First Verse]
Ha, ghyeah. Now, I’mma do somethin’ a little different
You want swag? Well, here it is – stop trippin’
I gotta keep it real, non-fiction
I’m here to get it loose
Let the goose start drippin’
It’s about to get the opposite of rough
Get it? Young Jock, it’s about to go down
I wanna see you back it up like your worst
Clock it in, go to work, clock out, and hit the ground
Baby, I’m a fool like that
I throw you dick like a pitch, no baseball
I say I’m rude, but you know I don’t really mean it
I’m a nice guy, cavalier
Hot minute
Now, get ya shovel on if ya dig me
I’mma lick a couple shots, spin around, get dizzy
Put ya camera on flash like this
Take a picture now ‘cause we ‘bout to get dizzy

[Chorus]
I’ma let the dog go, I’ma let the cat loose
We about to get down
I’mma show you how to rock it right here
Make it crack with a brand new sound
Blow a cloud and toss it black like yeah (JHEEE!) [x4]

[Second Verse]
Black berry, black hat, black tee
Black beater, black rag, black jeans
Black dunk, so yes I’m mean
I’m ballin’ on a budget, but fuck I’m clean
My swags on a hundred billion, thousand, million
Damn, I lost my…
Somebody hit the lights right now
It’s about to get wild, I’m turn this bitch out
Baby, I’m a rocker like Rick
Rocker like elbow, rocker like shift
You fuck around, get blown like a fifth
Don’t got a lotta cream, but ya girl is still ripped
My name is just a little too sharp
I get her naked like juice, then beat it like a harp
Beat it like a what? Beat it like a harp
From the sunrise to the sunset like park

[Chorus]
I’ma let the dog go, I’ma let the cat loose
We about to get down
I’mma show you how to rock it right here
Make it crack with a brand new sound
Blow a cloud and toss it black like yeah (JHEEE!) [x4]

[Verse 3]
I see what you got
But you know it don’t stop
I won’t sneak, but I’ll take a double shot
There ya go, grim hot to the top
This might put me over, but fuck it I’m a rock
I got a get it mentality
You say you do this all the time, let’s see if you can handle me
Now put your hand on my trigger
Hold the shit back, then shoot, and clean it up like a Swiffer
See, I’m a rider like Flo
A rose like Royce, now you can tell me what it do
See, I’m a captain on the track like Mo
Dippin’ in slow-mo
Pretty lady, get a clue
I know I’m a little of the wall
I’m flier like a zipper, don’t let your pants fall
I’m headed to the house, so you know just where to meet me at
SwizZzle, it’s official – I’m a natural aphrodisiac

[Chorus]
I’ma let the dog go, I’ma let the cat loose
We about to get down
I’mma show you how to rock it right here
Make it crack with a brand new sound
Blow a cloud and toss it black like yeah (JHEEE!) [x4]

[BabySmackerRegistered Member]

Did this one by ear. Think it's all right. Done for today.

SwizZz – Kush (Good Morning SwizZzle)

SwizZzZzZzZzZzZzZz!

Hold up and wait a minute, let me put sum SwizZz up in it! (x4)
Hold up and wait a minute, ‘cause I smoke KUSH!

Im no Kush connoisseur, but I do get blown
What’chu expect? The West Coast is my home
So I pack Super Bowls, no NFL
Light it up, take a toke, hold it in, exhale
I rip bongs wit’ my bros, smoke spliffs wit’ my niggas
Hit the pipe wit’ my girl while I’m sippin’ on my liquor
That’s Jack in my cup, I can’t afford the patron
Fuck the expensive shit, I’m still in my zone (Cover two, buddy)
You little lovers, man up
You can smell what’s in my back when I’m poppin’ the damn trunk
If the cops pull me over, I’mma bribe ‘em with the OG
Kick back and hit a stick wit’ the police
Everybody smokes out here, don’t be senile
I got 23 connects on speed dial
Just tell your doctor that you have migraines
Get a club card and let the Ganja sooth the pain
There’s a clinic on every corner, don’t worry about supply
Puff it once, puff it twice, then pass it off to the right
Or pass of the left, or keep it all to yourself
You’re trying to get faded, and all I want to do is help
So smoke ‘til you choke like you missed the game winner
Or toke ‘til your twisted like middle to fingers
WEST COAST BABY!
I’m not from L.A, Crenshaw, Compton, or Long Beach
Are you crazy?
Born in the valley of the earthquake
So I’mma hold it down from packtown to west lake
Yup! Yup!

Excuse my voice, but I’m highly in need of water
I just hit the blunt and almost died
Oh thank you father
Up above with his plants labeled a drug
I can never get enough weed of smoke in my lungs

I got Kush clouds blurrin’ my vision
Every sentence that I spew is so damn contradictin’
I hear the homie in the front seat freakishly trippin’
Screamin’ out G.S.P has him in an arm-bar submission
Like really? This motherfucker’s overreactin’
He’s hallucinatin’ like we’re chillin’, chewin’ on Acid
The Bleezy wasn’t laced, he only it twice
When I asked if he was feelin’ right
10 minutes later, now he’s bitin’ on the laces of his Nikes
This fool is done for the night
I’m runnin’ the green mile like Mike Clark Duncan
Minus the Asics and my iPod bumpin’
Freein’ my mind because my pockets are strugglin’
The bills are stackin’ up, and they don’t stop comin’
The herb is my gateway, dog
I gotta do somethin’
Too ease my mind from people constantly buggin’
Preachin’ ‘bout I shoulda stayed in school
Then get mad when I get mad like I’m supposed to play it cool
Bitches! Like right between my ass cheeks
And then trickle down to where my balls and shaft meet
Now open up wide to catch a loaf of my black meat
And swallow it whole, then wipe my your with my black teeth
Those are my instructions for the skeptics
Three Z’s I got the antidote if your restless
And if I don’t put you to sleep, the Kush will
So light it up and experience how you should feel
Prop 19 failed, fuck it
I’m still getting’ higher than my voice is, suck it

[Higher LivingRegistered Member]

Props... I am outa reps... but I will get you tomorrow... as for the rest of GATM I will start that soon

[STRANGEgeniusAdministrator]

thanks everyone.

[STRANGEgeniusAdministrator]

there is a technical error with the LYRIC thread. so im waiting for Frankie to fix it.

will be updated once fixed.

[BabySmackerRegistered Member]

I can't do any for a bit, my speakers are fucked.

[STRANGEgeniusAdministrator]

I can't do any for a bit, my speakers are fucked.

doesnt matter dude

already repped you.

[Higher LivingRegistered Member]

I will start on a GATM song now...

[Higher LivingRegistered Member]

NEEDS CORRECTIONS

Was done by ear...

anything bold, tell me if you think it is correct or what you think goes there... obviously the ?'s mean I have no idea... plus if I think something is right and you think there is another (maybe more) meaningful lyric that goes in its place please let me know...

Break It Down

Lets Go

Chorus (X2)
Break it down (down down down down…)
Gotta get up (get up), say what
Get up (get up), say what

Now may I kick a flow for y’all
That’s slow and raw
For niggas who thinking the west coast fell off
But first, I’d like to give a little toast to all
Who’s souls was lost up in the rap flows in all (gee)
Back to my original topic
Fuck the bullshit you should be getting with Hopsin
On that real rap shit man forget the imposters
Y’all destroyed hip hop (good) Mission accomplished
Now I’mma make them regret this shit
Bringing back all the elements
Making these fellas swell up
And tell them that fucking hell is hit
I got to focus though
And come down on all my zoning's yo
Because I’m prone to blow
And destroy all my lyric chromosomes
I told you folks that it’s over
So go and roll up your soldiers
And be out this bitch like hocus pocus
I’m so ferocious I had the potion but no one noticed
And now I’m about to blow up even bigger than my nose is

Chorus (X2)

I’d like to bust another verse if I may
The mess I made, make rappers want to catch my fade
I’m just not sane, all y’all affect my brain
So don’t be running up trying to put me in headlocks mayne
It’s like I pin em like a poster, get em and just roast em
When it comes to this verbal abuses, do not approach him
I toast em, bury them in an oasis
Then write a book about it like OJ did (stupid stupid)
I’m that new nigga all the kids gonna look up to
With a middle finger in the sky screaming “Fuck school”
You don’t want your child bumping Hop? Nigga fuck you
Who’s a better dad? You or me? Let your son choose
Girl, why you acting so passionate?
You smiling at me like I was attracted to fat women
Shit, go dance your ass up in the cut with your big butt
Come to think about it, never mind I could use a nut

Chorus (X2)

Still the same nigga, still using fruity loops
Play this shit up in the club, watch what her booty do
I ain’t got to fuck with all the high tech shit
I keep the kitchen grimy cooking up my next hit
I guess it’s how I was raised, and now I get paid
To go and write some bullshit a couple hours a day
I just pop a tune on and the music will move me
My message is deeper than this shit if you listen closely
Yo, I got a habit for smashing faggots
In fact I’m a dashing rapping savage
Assassin who has a passion
To just see 'em, read 'em, eat em,
beat em, flee em then feed em to muselina
I seem to be the most heated speaker
I’ll defeat your leader
Freak your diva then freaking leave her
Hopsin, he a demon
Y’all knowing he a beast (what!)
How the fuck am I supposed to act?
The west coast is back!

Chorus (X2)

[STRANGEgeniusAdministrator]

thanks Higer Living.

gonna start editing the thread now.

[STRANGEgeniusAdministrator]

Okay ive now edited and added everything you guys have posted :)

repping you guys everyday.

[Higher LivingRegistered Member]

Thanks... as for everyone else... throw on Break It Down and check my God Damn lyrics...

[STRANGEgeniusAdministrator]

lol ^

[BabySmackerRegistered Member]

NEEDS CORRECTIONS

Was done by ear...

anything bold, tell me if you think it is correct or what you think goes there... obviously the ?'s mean I have no idea... plus if I think something is right and you think there is another (maybe more) meaningful lyric that goes in its place please let me know...

Break It Down

Lets Go

Chorus (X2)
Break it down (down down down down…)
Gotta get up (get up), say what
Get up (get up), say what

Now may I kick a flow for y’all
That’s slow and raw
For niggas who thinking the west coast fell off
But first, I’d like to give a little toast to all
Who’s souls was lost up in the rap flows in all (gee)
Back to my original topic
Fuck the bullshit you should be getting with Hopsin
On that real rap shit man forget the imposters
Y’all destroyed hip hop (good) Mission accomplished
Now I’mma make them regret this shit
Bringing back all the elements
Making these fellas swell up
And tell them that fucking hell is hit
I got to focus though
And come down on all my zoning's yo
Because I’m prone to blow
And destroy all my lyric chromosomes
I told you folks that it’s over
So go and roll up your soldiers
And be out this bitch like hocus pocus
I’m so ferocious I had the potion but no one noticed
And now I’m about to blow up even bigger than my nose is

Chorus (X2)

I’d like to bust another verse if I may
The mess I made, make rappers want to catch my fade
I’m just not sane, all y’all affect my brain
So don’t be running up trying to put me in headlocks mayne
It’s like I pin em like a poster, get em and just roast em
When it comes to this verbal abuses, do not approach him
I toast em, bury them in an oasis
Then write a book about it like OJ did (stupid stupid)
I’m that new nigga all the kids gonna look up to
With a middle finger in the sky screaming “Fuck school”
You don’t want your child bumping Hop? Nigga fuck you
Who’s a better dad? You or me? Let your son choose
Girl, why you acting so passionate?
You smiling at me like I was attracted to fat women
Shit, go dance your ass up in the cut with your big butt
Come to think about it, never mind I could use a nut

Chorus (X2)

Still the same nigga, still using fruity loops
Play this shit up in the club, watch what her booty do
I ain’t got to fuck with all the high tech shit
I keep the kitchen grimy cooking up my next hit
I guess it’s how I was raised, and now I get paid
To go and write some bullshit a couple hours a day
I just pop a tune on and the music will move me
My message is deeper than this shit if you listen closely
Yo, I got a habit for smashing faggots
In fact I’m a dashing rapping savage
Assassin who has a passion
To just see 'em, read 'em, eat em,
beat em, flee em then feed em to muselina
I seem to be the most heated speaker
I’ll defeat your leader
Freak your diva then freaking leave her
Hopsin, he a demon
Y’all knowing he a beast (what!)
How the fuck am I supposed to act?
The west coast is back!

Chorus (X2)

That all seems to good to me.

I got headphones, I'm gonna work on some lyrics now.

[Higher LivingRegistered Member]

thanks for checking...

[FrankieAdministrator]

Great work, people. Thanks for contributing.

[STRANGEgeniusAdministrator]

Great work, people. Thanks for contributing.

ive been repping them all day

[BabySmackerRegistered Member]

Found this on YouTube, but it had so many fuck ups I mine as well have done this by ear.
Pretty sure this one is all right, except for one part. Check me on it, though.

SwizZz – Good Morning SwizZzle (Good Morning SwizZzle)

[Intro]
SwizZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

[Verse]
Yo, my flow is colder than the shoulder that I give to stupid hoes
That want dick to brag about it with their girl on the low
Like: “Hey girl, on the low did you hear what, what happened?
I put my two lips on SwizZz’s dick, and then I got to crackin’ like, suck swallow suck swallow”
That’s the motto that they follow
Makin’ cherry pop like a champagne bottle
Hit it like the lotto, then roll like a model
Hey, how you doing I'm sorry in advance, but I can’t stop ruin
I never killed but I got the balls to do it if my records don't sell I'ma prove it
Lose it, like a fucking wallet
My game ias foul like a technical reps Rasheed Wallace
I’ll ring your fucking neck like I called it
Beat your body till it's fucking stiff like I paused it
I'm so indifferent that I am slightly different
I'll cut you extra niggas off like a circumcision
Let’s in-vision life after college
You studied hard, graduated, now your ass is jobless
Thanks U.C. for my degree now
Now I'm working as a manager at I H O P
And I flip the best pancakes you’ll ever eat
But I can't afford to pay for this truck I just leased
‘Cause these student loans have me in debt
Man, I cannot believe how I still manage to breathe
I got payments to my knees
So much stress it’s hard to sleep
Tossin’ and turnin’ in my sheets
Plus, bitch of my girl left me for ex and moved to Tennessee
The college route was foolish
I thought education was the key, bullshit!
Not in my case, get that shit out my face
My words are contraband
Like they say homie, crime pays
It's just the facts, I can't relax
I just sniffed an 8 ball off of Wesley's back, what the fuck is that?
Ohh, that’s your girls grill
She is busted, disgustingly ugly
If you’re curious then take a look
How I popped up to the top like a children’s book
I spit flame like I grill and cook
I knocked T-Pain out now that’s what I call a hook
My attitude is really shitty
I took a piss in a vitamin water shook it and gave it to 50
Great investment Curtis, now take a swig of urine
Don't be shy you need to hydrate, you fucking earned it
Please don't close the curtains
Open ‘em back up like a surgeon
I've been baptized in detergent, but somehow my damn mouth couldn't be cleaned up with a Shamwow
So I cuss out loud like a mad child screaming “FUCK FUCK FUCK” ‘til I pass out
I apologize for my random outburst
Next time I'll think before I belch me feelings out first

[BabySmackerRegistered Member]

Did this one by ear, pretty sure I got it all right


SwizZz – Motivation (Good Morning SwizZle)

[Intro]
SwiiiiiiiiiiiiiizZzZzZzZzZzZzZz!

It’s young fire on the motherfuckin’ beat, yuup
And Nappy Boy colliding with FV

[T-Pain]
Throw me in the cage with a lion and a bear
I’ma kill that, motivation
I ain’t lyin’ I swear
I’m that nigga
I got my ear to the streets
Back to the bullshit
I’m tryna eat
I’m on my bullshit
Homie, I can listen to what you sayin’
Stop talkin’
Better watch the way you talk to my clique
And homie, start walkin’
When a nigga ready to get off, I gotta prove it to ‘em
I think I’m Big Meech
That rap will bomb, I’m tryna eat
You tryna sleep
If you a dog, then I’m a beast
And the beat goes…
I know you hate it…
Here go my motivation, bruh
I’m with my dogs
Fuck us? Uh nigga, fuck y’all
And the beat goes… (ghyeah)
You know they hate it… (Hey, T-Peezy, lemme borrow your hat real quick for this, player)
Let me get ya motivated (Ha, go)
BOOM!

[SwizZz]
My fans know I’m like a ref with a cape
Supper official, I’m SwizZzle
Puttin’ it down for my state
Lock me in a cage with a lion, I’m sealin’ its fate
I’ll bear hug him ‘til he’s breathless
Squeeze his break ‘til breaks
‘Cuz I’m a beast, I’m a monster
Squashin’ niggas on any roster
I’m after the title, and I’ma conquer
The whole word, tuck It tight in my hands
Hurdle the pile, break a plane, and throw it off in the stands
I’m celebratin’, nigga
If you’re cravin’ somethin’, you snatch it
Why you watin’, nigga?
Time is wastin’ as you’re relaxing
While you fakin’, nigga
I’m ballin’ out like my scrotum pop
I’m a giant shakin’ the turf when I storm the block
Witness a champion fight to the top
Nothin’ was given, I’m runnin’ my spot
I welcome the struggle
You sleep on your hustle
You niggas ain’t ready for nothin’ I got
Go ahead, label me number 2
I am the shit
Hey Freak Nick, can we turn the volume up a bit?

[T-Pain]
I’m tryna eat
You tryna sleep
If you a dog, then I’m a beast
And the beat goes…
I know you hate it…
Here go my motivation, bruh
I’m with my dogs
Fuck us? Uh nigga, fuck y’all
And the beat goes…
You know they hate it…
Let me get ya motivated
BOOM!

[STRANGEgeniusAdministrator]

thanks ill edit later tonight.

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