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Hop SimonSon LYRICS - Credit to iScyko for helping with spelling and corrections.

[Intro]
What the fuck are you doing, that is the question
Come a little bit closer I want to teach you a lesson
You, my friend, my buddy, my pal
I think its time you get the truth now.

[Verse]
What up everybody its H-O-P,
Please simmer down go and take your seat,
Cause there aint no peace,
I seen alot of motherfuckers who entered the contest and they so weak
A small percentage of niggas started off sounding okay
But then it never remained on beat
Im telling you right now,
If you already went and submitted it then you aint gonna make no cheese
Sorry! Bro! hate to bust your bubble,
Put the mic on down go the fuck home cuddle,
I spark rappers out and creep up so sublte,
Then they yell "Uh oh I don't want no trouble!"
Come journey into my cut throat jungle,
Where I leave rappers and sluts so puzzled,
If you didnt notice im loaded with heavy artillery nigga I could fuck around and crush your hustle
Yeah, all right, I party, all night
I got bitches on my dick they say the love me all the time
And I still sound very fly even when I don't even try,
This here is my new jump off, I call it Suicide.
None of you niggas are about the prosper,
You are more bullshit then waka flocka,
Don't crowd on me cause im not your papa
Im as hot as lava
2012 Imma stop the drama [OH YEAH]
I know be yapping alot,
Maybe cuz I got the fattest of cocks
Im Me, you should be mad that your not
Now sit and wait for Knock Madness to drop

[Hook?]
WOAHH (woah)
Ya boi got flames and he ain't playing around no more
I Say
WOAHH (oooh woah)
Ya boi got flames and he ain't playing around no more

[Outro]
Knock Knock Knock Madness
x5

FV 2012 LYRICS - Credit to Technician

[Hopsin] - Lyrics from HopsinForums.com
Yo, I purposely have the weirdest image
Foolish eyes slits in my eyebrows with a piercing in it
Yeh I'm real beligerant, I do it so I leave fear imprinted
On the heart of every MC who ain't nowhere near commited
The game was gay without you, you increased the queer percentage
Every time you do a show or leave the stage we hear the crickets
Hopsin's out his noggin plus I got the proper gear to win it
I ain't made a million but two thousand twelve's the year to get it
So doubt me and keep on talking shit
Coz all it does is make you look fucking stupid when I accomplish it
Tell your friends I'm all charades, knock me down, call me fake
Pain is motivation and that's the reason I'm raw today
My style's explicit, out of your limits, coward admit it
Now you're addicted to the foul horrific, sound of the grimmish Hop
Wow I'm terrific so bow down little bitches
It's FV 2012, the new stylus addition

[Bridge]
So what you tryna do?
Nothin'
Right, Right
So what you tryna do?
Nothin'
Right, Right

[Dizzy Wright] - Lyrics from HopsinForums.com
Uh, Hello world it's Dizzy Wright the fucking maniac
An angel sent me a bag of weed with my fucking brain attached
Snatch your bitch ass up wherever you claim you at
Slap you with a baseball bat with a fucking chain attached
I ain't violent my mind is just on some angry rap
Killuminati, I be wherever my lord and saviour at
A brave soul, my soul is already with Jesus Christ
I don't need this life, I'm just here if you niggas need advice
A sacrifice is a sacrifice you wasn't actin' right
And now you gon' have to deal with it after life
I'm good, my prayer gettin' stronger I'm a player
Funk Volume got my paper gettin' longer, Las Vegas soldier
I'm ready for war if you motherfuckers wanna take it there
Call up Hop or SwizZz but honestly that wouldn't make it fair
I made it rare to musically make it fair
I'm independant so don't think I won't take this chair to your facial hairs
Local legend a legend to all my locals
I'm striving to hit the top but it took a while to get mobile
I, got a little social and perfected all my vocals
Thought I told you I was fucking going global, Dizzy Wright nigga

[Bridge]
Now what you tryna do?
Nothin'
Right
Now what you tryna do?
Nothing'
Right, Right

[SwizZz] - Lyrics from HopsinForums.com
Ey, I'm droppin' in halfpipe, I'm SwizZzle bitch
Comin' equipped with a 5th and a bag of Swedish fish
I'm on one, like I'm standing on a number
Here's an invite to my party, bring a pillow it's a slumber
Coz I, put 'um to sleep tight, tuckin 'um in
So sharp a couple of bars might puncture ya skin
Black eyes like I got jumped and stopmed out with tims
When you're as real as me I guarantee it's hard to pretend
So I don't plan to and never will
I got the juice like a bodybuilder
Overlook the industry and saw the deal
It's FV I'm movin' independant like a loner
Dizzy got that green {??? so it's time to roll up??}
(Homie hold up, what?) We gon' put it down like a toilet seat then flush
And until this shit flush
The flow is funky man it doesn't shower
The moment is ours, two thousand and twelve FV
Turn it up louder

[Bridge]
So what you tryna do?
Nothin'
Yep
So what you tryna do?
Nothin'
Yep, Yep



Intro Skit


The B Bop CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING.
[Intro]
"Excuse me, are you Hopsin?"
"Yeah, why? Who wants to know?"
"My mommy doesn't like me listening to you, but could you
Like sing me one of those songs? Like, like one of the cool ones?"
"Man I got to go man I'm not tryin to sing..."
"Please?"
"Alright, alright alright..."

[Hook]
It's the B Bop, my B Bop song
Do the B Bop, ain't nothing wrong
Come on!
Shobedibinbang, shobedibinbang, bidung, oh baby!
Shobedibinbang, shobedibinbang, bidung, oh baby!

[Verse 1: Hopsin]
Ayo it's time to bring the West back, pass me the exlax
So I can shit on all these niggas when I wreck tracks
Your flow ain't that ill, I think you should adjust that
Homie I don't mean to be rude to you, it's just that
You ain't the first nigga I seen with an attitude
Up on the mic tryin' to explain what the gat'll do
Your skills won't get you that place up in Malibu
You better off tryin' to go slang with a bag of fruit
And leave it up to me, I got the bubblies
I'll do in an hour what would take your ass a couple days
My contacts make the ladies fall in love with me
He's the joker of rap is what these motherfuckers say
I'm slightly psychotic and idiotic but modest whenever spotted
So logically I'm a profit, face it niggas you just suck
And as far as your game, it ain't never had legs to step up

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Hopsin]
Man I'm tired of the ghetto, hope I make it out this place
Ill niggas running around like an ape up out the cage
And it ain't about the change, man these things are not the same
All these killers wanna leave my brain laying on the pave
And I ain't did nothing, all these little kids cussing
Learning from their big cousins how to go and get stuck in
A correctional facility, messing up their liberty
Acting a fool making unnecessary enemies
Yes it's very weird to me, I did not get caught in it
I was into rap, for some reason I love the art of it
I ain't never drank or smoked because I'm smarter than
That and I didn't want to grow up to be what my father is
Gotta make a living, got plans of moving out the hood, not stayin in it
I hate these cheap apartments, and these vague complaining attendants
Roaches in the kitchen but I ain't really trippin, I'll be rolling in a minute, singin

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Hopsin]
On the mic I burn niggas and turn rappers to singers
I learn that on the day I confirmed I was the slayer
I serve packs of these haters my words actually rape 'em
And where's daddy to save him? My urge has to be fatal
Up in this music shit the sky's the limit for rising in it
Long as I'm consistent and keep on using my eyes as gimmicks
I'mma be the talk of the town, walking around
Like "Yes this rap game, I'm the boss of it now"

[Hook]

Slurpin

Super Duper Fly CREDIT TO HOPSINISDOPE
"Uh yeah uh uh uh chyeah, TURN ME UP!
Yoo, Just leave this shit up to me pal"

[Verse 1]
They call me hop, the king of this hip-hop
The moment that I hopped in the game and got hot
Rappers thought that they would be ruinin my plots
In this indusrty but homie I'm doing it 'vualaa'
Soon as I step up the flow, niggas know I'm untouchable
With the mic Imma cut ya throat, guess its cuz I'm so rugged yo rugged yo
I'm keepin it real (fuck the dough [3x]) I'm lying homie I love it yo
I'm a beast at this, I ain't really unleashed it yet
Obviously I have I'm just bad at keepin a secret
And if you do wanna piece of this, buddy you can recieve it quick
Yeah I know that chu sayin fuck hopsin hes a dick
I gave the sheets a clip of how I met em off the game?
Imma reck it off the chain, till my records off to plays
Spread a web across ya name.
Make sure you suckin it, grab ya belt and buckle it, time to end all this fuckin shit

[Chorus]
I got some flows and they super duper nice,
Just gimme' a dope beat and ill be super duper tight,
Lace it up, sell it for a super duper price, WHY WHY
Cuz I'm super Duper Fly.

Hey I'm so fly, fly, look at me flyin away.
I can fly, I can fly, hey, I can fly, I can fly, hey, I can fly

[Verse 2]
Not abomishing, throwing one words astonishing
We coming different changing it up is what I'm promising
Yeah you got potential and all a that but chu not as sick
Someone tell these lowdown and dirty fuckers who Hopsin is!
Its been awhile, feels like five hundred years
But the apocalypse is finally here, a lot of these queers just run around thinking that they hot
But they cold as fuck, when I drop that shit gon be over and ya'll gon know wassup
Niggas actin like that they hate to show love, till they find out what I'm capable of
I'm finna fizz up like bakin soda, put so much pressure on you niggas
You'll be forced to exit the game, cuz my games is so tough
But chu muthafuckas is probably gon keep on coming back like roaches
But I have the potion, i'll reach you just like a pack of vultures
Cuz I rap ferocious ya'll lackin more shit that's needed in this
I bees the business what can I say just eave to win it.

[Chorus]
I got some flows and they super duper nice,
Just gimme' a dope beat and ill be super duper tight,
Lace it up, sell it for a super duper price, WHY WHY
Cuz I'm super Duper Fly.

Hey I'm so fly, fly, look at me flyin away.
I can fly, I can fly, hey, I can fly, I can fly, hey, I can fly

[Verse 3]
My image doesn't appear to be viscous, but just by hearin me whip this
I'm sure that chu could tell I'm lyrically gifted
Its a conspiracy, is it? definitely, if you step to diss me ill make sure you rest an
Endpiece switch a mic I'll wreck an Mc
Evidently I'm known to kill as the devil in me
You can tell its in me my flow has been mastered elegantly
If you fellas tip me its cuz you feelin the jealous envy
Next I put my thought in before you sell your cd
I wouldn't say that I'm the father of rap, but rap father died so I just adopted his ass
Since none a ya'll will take him in, watch what imma make of him
The nigga finna be the muthafuckin hottest thing again
Ya'll been treatin the game wrong, man hopsin ain't chya friend
I ain't taking back none a my words fuck who they offend
Ya'll claimin that you niggas from the hood and the streets
Then whys muthafuckin game as hollywood as can be?

[Chorus]
I got some flows and they super duper nice,
Just gimme' a dope beat and ill be super duper tight,
Lace it up, sell it for a super duper price, WHY WHY
Cuz I'm super Duper Fly.

Hey I'm so fly, fly, look at me flyin away.
I can fly, I can fly, hey, I can fly, I can fly, hey, I can fly

Motherfucker CREDIT TO HOPSINISDOPE
Intro]
Dad how come nobody likes me? cause you're a motherfucker, now am I really? yeah yeah, now am I really? yeah yeah, yo now am I really? yeah yeah, cause you're a motherfucker, sing my song like, woah woah, yo sing my song like, woah woah, come on sing my song like, woah woah

[Verse1]
Yo I'm Hop, sin of my family getting from daddy, when sippin' some macky hard, when he flips on my mammy, I'm just assuming that, I'mma stupid ass who gets a boost from rap, fuck getting a regular job (shit I'm to cool for that) I hope I'm gambling right, with all this rap shit, cause if I fail then I just wasted half of my life, and I'm a dropout so that just means I have to shoot dice, up on the corner with their line notice jack you at nights, I'm the type of guy who gives a fuck about my ass only get my shit straight then bypass homies, always talking bout buy that for me, nigga buy your own shit life is so sick why?

[Hook]
Cause you're a motherfucker, how come I always gotta be the one to stand out up in the damn crowd, and opening up my damn mouth? how come nobody takes me serious wherever I go? I gotta now, Cause you're a motherfucker, how come I gotta be the one that everybody hated be the one that all the girls moms saying not to date? how come this shit is always happening to me, and I'm just being me Cause you're a motherfucker

[Verse2]
Teachers say I need to act my age, bitch fuck you I'll smack your face untill you have no taste buds to taste with, I can't budge so face it, I'm raw straight from the basement, my style stay ugly most niggas can't touch me, I dedicated my life to this shit faithfully, I act the way I wanna rap, and rap the way I wanna act, and most of you niggas just don't do none of that, I'm setting up a trap for these niggas to stumble over, who thinkin' they up, went over these niggas ain't fucking sober, they not in they mind, and my style bogles the mind, the hottest with rhymes you not cause you not in your prime, I hopped in your ride, and rapid took off into the night, cause I have realized that none of you artist are tight, I'm making it mine I'm sharp like the card on the knife, why you mad at me?

[Hook]
Cause you're a motherfucker, how come I always gotta be the one to stand out up in the damn crowd, and opening up my damn mouth? how come nobody takes me serious wherever I go? I gotta now, Cause you're a motherfucker, how come I gotta be the one that everybody hated be the one that all the girls moms saying not to date? how come this shit is always happening to me, and I'm just being me Cause you're a motherfucker

[Verse3]
Why a nigga who fucks his mom, my flows much the bomb, who wanna fuck with Hop baby, not nobody that you would know, or noone I would know, or noone we would know baby, I don't fit into big crowds cause I'm an innocent child, can't understand what this shit is about, I'm always the one who getting cut off, and trying to speak, at any fucking day, or time of the week, so I decided to be, a fucking asshole, retarded bastard, why become something that I hardly mastered, it's all a disaster, but I'm gonna make it all go right, and I'm finna become that one again that y'all don't like, cause all those times y'all dissed me, laughed at me just to make your ass happy, I'm passed Stacy conceited mack daddy, is what I'm finna to become, it'll be funny so take a seat, and relax, and sip some more hennessy son, I'm a snap about faction cause I give a fuck about nothing, I'll give a fuck about giving a fuck about something, but still nobody wants to hang with me, and whys that? cause you're a motherfucker

[Hook]
Cause you're a motherfucker, how come I always gotta be the one to stand out up in the damn crowd, and opening up my damn mouth? how come nobody takes me serious wherever I go? I gotta now, Cause you're a motherfucker, how come I gotta be the one that everybody hated be the one that all the girls moms saying not to date? how come this shit is always happening to me, and I'm just being me Cause you're a motherfucker

Don't Trust Em

Gazing at the Moonlight CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
(Chorus)
Gazing at the moonlight, satan comes close to me
He says you can have everything if you leave your soul with me
Oh nananaaah
Gazing at the moonlight, devil comes close to me!
But mama told me never talk to strangers!

(Verse 1)
It's really hard to focus living in this world of sin
All balled up in a corner is what I wanna curl up in
So pearls n benz, money to spend, girls whos a ten
Fuck it baby, I promise ill never hurt you again
People fin to be the best, not the best they can be
I use to be the same way, I guess its what satan made of me
Its somethin like slavery the way lucifer has us
All this glamorous shit we like to use it to trap us
Then he smiles as we run loose on his campus
And dances circles around say you think its fabulous
The glamorous, pay a price its all hype, its satan
But in the mean time shit is all right
Most people think the message I send you is stupid
And yall are gunna ignore and just continue to do it
But as long as I made an attempt to convince you this shits cool
The rest of your destiny is within you

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
I'd rather go broke than go and give my soul away
My coldest day couldn't add up to satans prodigy
He's tellin me to jump but I'm sayin I don't obey
They say your soul is not owned till your bloods on the page
And he don't have to own your soul for you to do his dirt
Hes a master of ceremonies and thats why music works
All it takes is one rapper to make it big then through him
Satan will have the nation creatin sin and he wins
Then repeats the cycle over again
From many generations the time is close to the end
And all those times he was sayin fuck it
You'll be hit with the day of judgement and burn as the devils naked puppet
Take it as odd flows or take it as gospel shit
I'm just speakin the truth whether I make it or not, yo
You dont have to love just don't ever hate
And just know with satan here this world will never be a better place

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
So many times I have fell in this trap, im tellin the facts
He makes it seem like hell isnt bad, till this day I still get influenced
And even tho I know its sinnin im willin to do it my ass ain't even improvin
Cuz its so hard to stop whats been taught for so many years
If I think about it too much ill just be rollin in tears
Sometimes I think why am I here, why do I feel
Like id be runnin in fear if ever the end was near
Its like, sin is in so much of everyones daily habits
That we dont even know we do it whenever it happens
Then it settles in like I shouldve never did that shit
I wanna enter the gate perfect rather than have this
If you had to turn your test in today
You think you would pass it or would you rest in the flames?
Who knows, theres only one way to find out and if you die now
Theres no turnin back, its your life pal

(Chorus)

I'm Here

Break It Down CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
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)

Who Do You Think I Am

Sexy Cyber CREDIT TO LELLO
[Hook]
Cyber, sexy cyber, sexy cyber, I love her
sexy cyber, sexy cyber, she's my sexy cyber girl
cyber, sexy cyber, sexy cyber, I love her
sexy cyber, sexy cyber, she's my sexy cyber girl


[Verse 1]
Can you believe it, she's finally about to meet her soulmate
it's still trippin her out, she's like no way
no more sad lonely nights of straight horror
tomorrow she's meeting the lover god made for her
she's looking in the mirror dancing around the house
with a mess of clothes on the bed trying on outfits
she's acting out how the day is probably gonna be
like hi Pete I'm so glad we finally get to meet
she thinks to herself, hmm I know what I should do
I'ma call Nicole up and tell her all the good news
it went to voice mail cause Nicole was sleeping
so Lauren left a message, like girl I'm gonna see him
she hangs up and falls back on the bed smiling
looking at the ceiling,daydreaming in dead silence
eventually her daydreaming turns into sleep
its love that she's feeling and yes the feeling is sweet

[Hook]
Cyber, sexy cyber, sexy cyber, I love her
sexy cyber, sexy cyber, she's my sexy cyber girl
cyber, sexy cyber, sexy cyber, I love her
sexy cyber, sexy cyber, she's my sexy cyber girl


[Verse 2]
It already hit morning oh darn
but Lauren so excited she wakes up before the alarm
and calls Pete, to see exactly where there gonna meet
then Pete picks up and tries to act like he wasn't sleepin
Lauren's like so where we meeting at, we could try my place
Pete's like nah how about TGI Fridays
I really love you Lauren and I know you trust me
but it's our first time meeting I don't wanna rush things
she says that's fine I'll see you at twelve
until then I love you baby hope you'll be doing well
she takes a shower, does her hair and all that girl stuff
make-up, lip stick, neck and wrist pearled up
now it's about time she heads on out to tease
she text messages Pete, hey I'm about to leave
and she's so damn excited as her heart pounds beats
that she almost left her house without her keys, geez

[Hook]
Cyber, sexy cyber, sexy cyber, I love her
sexy cyber, sexy cyber, she's my sexy cyber girl
cyber, sexy cyber, sexy cyber, I love her
sexy cyber, sexy cyber, she's my sexy cyber girl


[Verse 3]
She pulls up but Pete hasn't arrived yet
should she go in without him, she hasn't decided
she doesn't really know how he would act if she tried it
so she just sits back and just relaxes her eyelids
its 12:20 Lauren picks up an appetite
she decides to go inside without him and have a bite
then the phone rings, it's Pete so she answers it
Pete says baby I'm gonna have to cancel it
Lauren says why, what happened, what is it
then Pete says I just heard my grandmother's real sick
and I have to go and give her a visit
then Lauren says it's okay baby, go handle your business
she loves him too much so it didn't really bother her
she hops in the car pulls off, a truck follows her
but she don't even notice cause her music's too loud
and she just caught up in the zone of a Ludacris album
now she's home, she opens the door, moves to get out
soon as the foot hits the ground, a man rushes up and pushes her down
she drops her keys, the man picks em up then drags her by her feet
into her house like he don't give a fuck
he slapped her, then put tape on her mouth
to take from the sound of Lauren screaming rape really loud
he's going ballistic, her face is covered with lipstick
then he yells out bitch Pete never existed
her heads spinning, then she just faints
the man rips off her clothes and Lauren gets raped
from that day on nobody ever heard from her
cause that so called Pete guy went and murdered her
he tossed her body in a off-road ditch, and said to her
see you at the crossroad bitch


[Hook]
Cyber, sexy cyber, sexy cyber, I love her
sexy cyber, sexy cyber, she's my sexy cyber girl
cyber, sexy cyber, sexy cyber, I love her
sexy cyber, sexy cyber, she's my sexy cyber girl

Pans in the Kitchen CREDIT TO LELLO
[Verse 1]
Stop and listen
I'll rock it wicked, no competition on this shit
You gotta get it, there's nothing hotter than it
A whack rapper's what Hopsin isn't, I'll kick it
To ya if you got a minute you'll bob your head like a walking pigeon
Play my position, I'm kinda gifted when rhymes is kickin'
I got lots of this, I vibe to it as I rock a fitted
The amount of people that's feeling me is a high percentage
They know I'm tight, but I'll be conceited if I admit it
I'ma climb the game until I'm up at the top of it
And don't be chicken to call me out if u got a problem with it
On silent shit just go get it stuck, it's some violent shit
And feelings will be hurt so you're better off if you mind your business
Don't get it started, with that nigga Marcus, that kid retarded
It's gon' evolve to some rawkus, he'll prove your shit is garbage
He'll be the illest artist, realist on this rap
All you niggas out there wanna get him on your tracks


[Hook]
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen (x2)
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen (x2)
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen

I like playing with the pans in the kitchen mama
You gon' let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama
Don't care what you say about the pans in the kitchen mama
I'mma prove that I'm the man in the kitchen mama!


[Verse 2]
I used to push weight on the block:
A fat bitch, she was barely able to walk
She was good for one thing, that was taking a cock
Till she told me she was pregnant, shit I'm thankful to God
That she wasn't, cuz all that shit was making me hot
I'm happy that she ain't the one to have a baby with Hop
She's so obese, I'd take her out and make her stay in the car
Her body odor always smelling like some bacon and farts
I'd tell her how I don't eat pork, she took it straight to the heart
Ready to make an assault, she need to make her fucking way to the barn
Cuz that's where she belong, better leave me alone
Calling, asking where I'm at like she need to know
But what a surprise, she thinking I'm the love of her life? Becoming my wife?
Bitch, take some fucking advice
You wanna look nice? Trust me I'm right
Go the motherfucking gym and lose the gut and you're fine


[Hook]
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen (x2)
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen (x2)
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen

I like playing with the pans in the kitchen mama
You gon' let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama
Don't care what you say about the pans in the kitchen mama
I'mma prove that I'm the man in the kitchen mama!


[Verse 3]
I'm Marcus and yes I am stupid
Thought I was a smart kid? Guess again, stupid
I'm a Special Ed student
Give me a couple of bars and let the man prove it, cuz there's evidence to it
I never knew it, but the rest of my class knew it
They must've thought I'd never remember the past to it
Fuck school, man, I never could pass through it
I never be that student that headed to class who gets an A up on his report card
A nice kid who's so smart
Seem like when they threw me in Special Ed it got more hard
Every year the cycle repeats over again
My friends graduate and I'm way older then them
Then they come to me, nice mugging me
Making fun of me
What do these ugly motherfuckers be thinking when they fuck with me?
They lucky I don't suddenly go and become something other than me
Like a fucking psycho, then whats it gonna be?


[Hook]
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen (x2)
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen (x2)
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen

I like playing with the pans in the kitchen mama
You gon' let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama
Don't care what you say about the pans in the kitchen mama
I'mma prove that I'm the man in the kitchen mama!

Story of Mine

Bubblies

Chris Dolmeth CREDIT TO HOPSINISDOPE
[Verse 1]
His name is Jessy, we kicked it since we was little kids
Throughout his life there's a bunch of stuff that he shouldn't have did
He was cool but there's a lot of stuff he could have fixed
But addicted to drugs is what I had thought he couldn't get
Until he had started hanging around them other kids
Who showed him how to drink a Corona and puff a cig
And introduced him to weed with added supplements
So whenever he was feeling down he'd take a couple hits
It ain't really bother me cause it was nothing big yo
It only bothered me when he started to fuck with crystal
I'm sure he knew that doing it wasn't a smart move
He'd walk around with humongous pupils like cartoons
I tried to tell him his life's goals'll be ruined
But he just told me "chill out", he knows what he's doing
And now I'm thinking hard if I should get hostel
And said fuck it
And watched him take it right up his nostril

[Hook]
Excuse me do you need a ride
Looks like you're going downtown
Yes, hop in my ride
Well hi I'm Chris Dolmeth
Chris Dolmeth
Hi I'm Chris Dolmeth
Chris Dolmeth, come ride with me

[Verse 2]
Eleventh grade where he's pose to be
But he's in the ninth
He'd wake up for school feeling like it's the end of life
He'd hop off his bunk bed to go and sniff a line
A couple minutes later, now he's energized
He'd go to school and wide open's how would get his eyelids
Then he'd get exited
Cause he finished his assignments
Now it's big surprises from the teachers when they find it
Jessy's doing all his work
Well shit aight then
I guess it wasn't that bad after all that he did meth
It made him actually do his work, and not cheat on tests
It boosted up his confidence, he felt like he's the best
He'd stay up all fucking night like he don't need to rest
Until he had none left
Now he's acting strange
He couldn't buy anymore, cause he didn't have the change
So he sold his x-box and his whole rack of games
I never thought that the crystal could make him act this way

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Jessy's sister walked inside of his room to get something out
Then she noticed Jessy on the bed foaming from his mouth
Now she's tearing up, scared as fuck
Oh he's done it now
So she picks up the phone gives 911 a dial
She tried to give him CPR, before the kid was lost
Then he had woke up and saw her on him and it pissed him off
All of sudden he went crazy just to fucking get her off
He threw her up against the wall so hard it made a picture fall
He can't really get a grip
She can't believe he did this shit
She kinda knew what made him flip
She yelled, it's drugs isn't it
And now the paramedics at the door
So she runs down to open it and they run up with all these antidotes
They tried to tackle him but he's too hard to handle though
They called for back-up
So the station sent another van to go
When they arrived he was spitting in their face and eyes
So they injected him until he had a stable mind
They told his sister that it's time for them to take a ride
You lucky that your brother made it
Cause he almost died
She went up to say bye but he must have dosed off
And I had barely pulled up when the truck drove off
From our apartment buildings, so I didn't see crap
And I ain't get to see him till he got out of rehab
Even when he got out he was still depressed
Until he heard a little tiny voice in his head that said

[Hook]

[STRANGEgeniusAdministrator]

Hot 16's CREDIT TO HOPSINISDOPE
See the difference between me and you is,
You think there's no difference between me and you
Baby, Hopsin is in the building! (I'm RAW) We gone have one hell of a time
RIGHT NOW!

Who am I? A snobby and deadly poet
So nigga put down the pen cause I probably already wrote it
I'm the nigga that Hollywood barely noticed for pullin' cards
It's easy as sockin' on Gary Coleman
How did you get a deal without having no type of talent
The shit you write is invalid, you gettin' your mic impounded
I'm livin' in a dump, you livin' life in a palace
Dining with caesers salad, man how do you guys allow it
Yo, you weak niggas in the limelight trippin'
But I won't let you slide like friction
Not tryna be ya buddy in this rap shit, I like dissing
So you can kiss my ass and watch the white eyes glisten
Ya'll niggas be regulating the area, hesitating to scare to some defimation of character
I got it locked no seperating the barriers, medicate your hysteria, heaven's waiting to carry ya

My hot 16's be on that I'll shit! (uh huh)
Your hot 16's deal with the children (uh huh)
Baby, Hopsin is in the building! (you know) We gone have one hell of a time
RIGHT NOW!

I'm a pro but I kick it with the begginers with what I whip up for dinner,
It's been up on my agenda
I came and left but now I'm finna re-enter shiver-me-timbers
How the fuck can a nigga be realer
I don't know-but my flow, is so cold, mistah oh no,
At your door , i'm ready fo' war
When you was flossin' on me tryna swerve in your hummer
I was plottin' way bigger nigga word to your mother
My verses are butter, I emerge from the gutter
To step up inside the booth and then work motherfuckers
I'm hungry as all of the roaches that lurk in my cupboard
You should be duckin' and running, send the word to the others
I'm a fuckin nightmare and your worst hell, and I'm leavin' niggas stuck behind the bars
They don't deserve bail
You see wackness doesn't sit on my nerves well
You couldn't bust with a dick full of sperm cells

My hot 16's be on that I'll shit! (uh uh)
Your hot 16's deal with the children (uh huh)
Baby, Hopsin is in the building! (you know) We gone have one hell of a time
RIGHT NOW!

You see I'm lyrically bashing up on your feelings
I'm bad and I don't conceal it, the dragon is known for killing
That's the reason I'm bagging these hoes and grillin'
My madness is so appealing and swagger is on a billion
Aside from all the provacative hell-ishness
I'm somewhat underground but got the commercial elements
According to ruthless records it wasn't evident, so I'm a 9/11 and label bitches to hell with it
I'm that crazy nigga you can't be iller
I'll pick ya fuckin mom up in a 18-wheeler
Yeah I'll hit it, but if she don't wanna pay me scrilla
I'll let a rottweiler fuck her till the raibes kill her
My hobbies are rapping vicious, slapping bitches, grabbing digits, and I occasionally laugh at midgets
I'm hardly sane and have to rip it with a dab of mischeif
Never rap no shit if I haven't lived it it's not specific


My hot 16's be on that I'll shit (uh huh)
Your hot 16's deal with the children (uh huh)
Baby, Hopsin is in the building! (you know) We gone have one hell of a time
RIGHT NOW!

Welcome to RAW [x4]
We gone have one hell of a time, RIGHT NOW!

Sag My Pants CREDIT TO HOPSINISODPE & HIGHER LIVING
Yeah
Hopsin
Funk Volume
Cmon, keep sleepin on me
Hollywood ass rappers
Bitch ass females
Thats enough to make a nigga flip

(Verse 1)
Yeah
I erupt like a bomb
So give up the baton
I slap you after bustin a fuckin nut in my palm
Why you buggin me like something was wrong
Just take a puff of the bong
And let me leave your mind corrupt from this song
See you cant stop me cause Imma brainwash teans
And create false dreams cause it pays off clean
Im just an idiotic ironic symbolic illuminatic product
Thats gonna be killed if I talk about it (shhh!)
This industry business is all screwed up
I have no favorite rapper because all you suck
I severe the weakest niggas who not on my pedigree
Because on the tombstone its as hard as they're name will ever be
Im judged by my wild image a lot
And everybody seems to think I have a sinister plot (I do!)
Be offended by every sentence I jot
I got some militant thoughts and you aint killin em
off so listen

(Hook)
I sag my pants until my ass shows
I even slap hoes (bitch)
Yeah Im an asshole (yeah yeah)

And your parents hate me cause I love you
So tell em I said fuck you
Yeah I said fuck you (yeah yeah)

(Verse 2)
I snuck in Drakes house when he was alone inside (uh
oh)
You can say I have a bogus mind
I dim the lights down and close the blinds
Around his neck is where my rope was tied
I yanked on it till I broke his spine (yeah)
Lately Ive been fuckin pissed off (why?)
Cause everybodys sayin Lil Wayne spits raw
I start a big brawl
And slam his ass into a brick wall
And have a fat nigga sit on him
Rick Ross (gross)
I dont play with this rap shit
I got no life, I stay in the attic

Fuck a rap career, Im waiting to smash it
Soulja Boy you got a corny flow (true)
So you can suck my fuckin dick through a glory hole
Im just being me
What you trying to hate for
All you niggas faker than Lupe Fiasco claimin he
skateboards
Yeah right, that nigga cant even ollie
Push him away on the dolly
Not even Satan cant stop me (what)

(Hook)
I sag my pants until my ass shows
I even slap hoes (bitch)
Yeah Im an asshole (yeah yeah)

And your parents hate me cause I love you
So tell em I said fuck you
Yeah I said fuck you (yeah yeah)

(Verse 3)
Im probably the sickest motherfucker who dont get recognized
Eazy-Es wifes life is somewhat now jeopardized
She signed me and I was set aside
For like three and a half years
I dont think I remember why
Im fuckin dope and this is my reward
Thats wacker than the five hundred dollars you signed
me for
Eazys dead now
Yeah the labels finally yours
Too bad he never knew that you were just a grimy whore
You cant maintain what Eric built (nah)
I know hes in his grave turnin like a ferris wheel
Dont think your cool just cause you inherit mills (shit)
Bitch better skill
Im Hopsin, I spit shit so unfair and real
I got some deep dark issues within
All because you lied and tried to pretend you a friend
Fuck Ruthless, bitch I never lend you a hand
And Imma make sure nobody ever signs with you again
(you know why?)

(Hook)
I sag my pants until my ass shows
I even slap hoes (bitch)
Yeah Im an asshole (yeah yeah)

And your parents hate me cause I love you
So tell em I said fuck you
Yeah I said fuck you (yeah yeah

You Are My Enemy CREDIT TO HOPSINISDOPE & HIGHER LIVING
(Verse One)
Yo, I work hard and barely get paid, how did I get stuck on this page, I've been starving for like six days, I should go and get a switch blade, and try to find out where this bitch stays, I'm a lit flame, what's your future I predict pain, slit veins, squished brains I'm just saying, locked in the basement causes madness and errors, all I have to talk to is the fucking man in the mirror, but you never saw it from my perspective, the craft that I perfected got rejected and thrown out the window with no proper exit, I was humble, now I'm not as pleasant, I'm dropping wreckage on your shady dynasty, bitch I'am not to mess with, you made me think it was impossible that I could blow and get a little money from selling records for copping clothes, let's talk about the 42 records that Hopsin sold, you sleeping on a fucking pot of gold, so listen close.


(Chorus)
Don't you ever call me again, I'm not your buddy, I'm not your pal, right here is where it ends, ends, ends, sorry for you, I'm not your buddy, I'm not your pal, you are my enemy.
Yo hold on one second, I gotta see whose next on this list real quick, oh this stupid ass, aight


(Verse Two)
Yo, since when are buddies posed to be so mean, they must be hating the air that we both breathe, shit we used to be tighter than emo jeans, the day I boss, stand back and watched the c-notes gleam, I know you see me blowing up, growing up it disturbs you, when my words move fanatics, and in return you gotta post little blogs on the internet, talking bout I've been erect, my career is wack I'll never benefit, I hope you die a bitter death, then lie in a graveyard in regret, where all of the foul niggas rest, you hating cause you witnessing the best, so just confess, you shattered our friendship and you can't fix the mess, I'm not a bit impressed by nothing you've done, my name's stuck on your tongue, motherfucker you sprung, give it up move on, you've taken this shit too far, you mad cause you unsatisfied with who you are bitch.


(Chorus)
Don't you ever call me again, I'm not your buddy, I'm not your pal, right here is where it ends, ends, ends, sorry for you, I'm not your buddy, I'm not your pal, you are my enemy.
Alright let's see who else we got on this shit, Morgan, aight, yo.


(Verse Three)
You were the love I used to see in my dreams, but when we met how come shit can never be what it seem, I was pleased with the things we did together, it's like we was a team, but you would change when I flee from the scene, around me you were pure hearted, loving and caring, and when we hung out you'd even brighten up your appearance, you fooled me like you were smart, cute and something to stare, but you was fronting little bitch, now I'm struggling to bare it, because you were the opposite of what you told me you don't do, drugs one night stands and you know that it's so true, you saw my heart exposed, grabbed a hold and then broke through, hoes are just so rude, fucking bogus and cold to, oh but there's no dude you would let interfere, with our love, that's the exact shit you said in my ear, when you arrived in my world, I thought heaven was near, but time made it very clear that the devil was here, so fuck you.


(Chorus)
Don't you ever call me again, I'm not your buddy, I'm not your pal, right here is where it ends, ends, ends, sorry for you, I'm not your buddy, I'm not your pal, you are my enemy.

Trampoline CREDIT TO HOPSINISDOPE
Get it, yeah, where it's at, right here, now

I'm the rap maniac with the hooligan eyes, who's cooler than I
Whack niggas move it aside
When you heard I was a big deal you were surprised
West coast bitch, put ya w's in the sky
I spent my days as a refugee till the rap game
Came to rescue me and left my wrist paved in accessories
A dangerous necessitie I came here to wreck mcs
You're wrong if you thinking Wayne was the recipe
Nah, he ain't worthy of that, the controversy is back
Get out the kool aid stir me a batch
See I prefer to relax, but I can't and God knows it
Gotta stay raw with the flow that I'm diagnosed with
Oh shit, niggers keep fucking with my emotions
Maybe that's the reason that I suffer from psychosis
Shocking this high voltage, fuck it, my life's hopeless
So I had to make sure I killed it when I wrote this

Hop can probably make them bounce,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Like a trampoline,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Like a trampoline,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Like a trampoline,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Like a trampoline,

Bounce like a trampoline, thousands that's amped as me
Kids run up on your school camp just to slap a dean
I grew up on baggy jeans, pornographic nasty dreams
Moral of my damn story life isn't a happy scene
Wish I could stackin' cream, wish I had a Lamborghi
Wish I had the cover on a Rolling Stones magazine
I'm sick of the radio playing all these faggot teens
Keep it real, show me something ill that I haven't seen
For ten years I've been working on ill flows
And finally got a fucking record deal and I'm still broke
Man that's not common ,bombs that I'm dropping are dope
But all that I can afford is some top ramen
I notice that you all niggers like the dumbs in the stats
I should stomp your ass out until your lungs collapse
No more corny cowabunga rap, we done with that, it's a rap
Keep it up and get your tongue detached, come on

Hop can probably make them bounce,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Like a trampoline,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Like a trampoline,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Like a trampoline,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Like a trampoline,


I'm the last of a dying breed, hip hop lacks a variety
That's the reason I thrash on society
I get laughed at when I clash with a robbery
Until they feel the wrath when I smash on their dynasty
But I ain't Hollywood, I'm still the same kid
Upon the same shit, rapping in the basement
Catch me at your local school, skatin', bustin tre flips
Left shoe lace ripped, you know how them days get
Listen while the bass hit, the only thing that changed is the way that girls act
Cause now they think I'm amazing
I used to be the nigga chicks didn't wanna hang with
Sitting alone with a carpi sun and raisins
My senior year in high-school I was always truant
Had a lot of homework but I would never do it, screw it
I'm the king now, homie take a bow
You need the crowd jumping I could probably make em bounce

Hop can probably make them bounce,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Like a trampoline,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Like a trampoline,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Like a trampoline,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Hop can probably make them bounce,
Like a trampoline.

I'm Not Introducing You CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
[Intro]

A lot of you females got me twisted. You assume just because I'm a rapper, you can approach me in a ho-ish way and get something out of it. Shit, you'd be lucky if you walk away with an autograph..bitch. You better come correct

[Hook]

I'm a beam just like the shining sun
But I'd be a fool if I say you're the one
And I'd be the water that's raining down on the land
But I won't be your man
You see I got other plans
You know what you know what
I'm not introducing you to mama [X 4]

[Verse 1]

Man it's so hard to find a girl who's close to having a mind state like me
A lot of you drink and smoke, suck a lot of dick on the low and probably got HIV
Don't get mad when you get played by me I'mma keep it real til the day I D-I-E
And for you girls who be up in the club innocent age with a fake ID
Listen, I don't give a fuck what you believe most guys don't want you to see
That they just wanna get your ass under the sheets fuck you then leave I don't what bumped you to be
So stupid now you're crying your eyes out he's long gone and you're trying to find out
But I'm telling you why so don't cry baby girl now it's time for you to be back on the right route
Back to me, actually, I got a lot of girls throwing they ass to me
I throw it right back at 'em so happily can't believe that they have the audacity
To even do that shit, like I'm that guy. Bitch come down cuz you're not that fly
Kiss the first night, it's not that time. No hoes hopping inside my ride

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Every girl I meet, always talking bout "I don't even wanna know Hopsin, ewe
Yeah, he got some skills but every time he put them eyes in it look like he popped some pills
I just wanna know Marcus, he's a sweet little innocent boy, oh god
I'd date him with no prob. And if he wanted to I'll let him beat the pussy with no condom."
Bitch, whats your problem. You expect me to be optim
Mistic, With the mischief you bring you senseless bitch you out of
Your mind I know you like the fact I'm so bad when I spit up on the track
Black and I rap with a little bit of swag and happen to have a little money in the back
What the fuck do you got that'll impress me so I can feel half of the magic?
A loose vaginal passage, uh uh bitch put that back in the package
I feel so sick and lonely, I want a real girl that will get to know me
No charcoal breath who be hitting a stogy and not one that'll say shit to blow me

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I like nature, ah you too? Wow, we got so much in common boo
Don't be assuming that I'm going to love you cuz if you do I'll cut you out of my life I promise you
I'm down to earth and I'm an honest dude. You barley be giving me any homage dues
I would infinitely regret it and probably get a headache if I was stupid and got with you
How many guys have you let bone you? (Uhhh?) Let me guess, you don't have no clue huh?
Could of been 5, could have been 10, could have been a million nigga's that hopped on you huh?
I ain't trying to be another one on the list, that'll make me a true son of a bitch
Yup I know how you work, you ain't nothing but a flirt baby girl that's one of the risks
Best believe that I'mma pass on that, ain't got time for no asshole acts
You say you a good girl that's no fact, can't roll smooth cuz your axles cracked
You can't find a good man that's so sad, I think its because you act so wack
So don't be trying to blame the world for your nonsense bitch I'll fuck around a smack yo ass

[Hook]

Outro
Baby, maybe we can meet up tomorrow and we can give it one more try
But in the meantime I'mma have to say goodbye baby cuz right now you're not my type
Now listen, I'm not introducing you to mama [X 4]

I Can't Decide CREDIT TO HOPSINISDOPE
[Intro/Hook]

In the land of the killing
Better say your prayers tonight
Amen, its hard enough trynna survive
And to top it off I gotta watch my back
Cause these niggas wanna act up
Should I fight or should I run?
Should I hide or get my gun?
I can't decide

[Verse 1]
Now see, Tyrone does whatever his homies do
Just the dope hes doin'
Deep in his mind he knows he's cool
He's ditchin' class cause he feels like he don't belong in school
Momma always yellin' out, Damn Tyrone, what's wrong with you!
He wanna show the world he grew in some balls
Abusin' the law, 8 weeks in juvenile hall
This dude is the cause of a lot of shit
Don't know where is father went
Never had no confidence, resortin' to poppin' clips
His homies thought that they were violent assassins
They said, come on tyrone, its time to get active
We gon' roll up on this nigga
Real silent and passive
Then you pull out the 9 and then blast him
We gon' roll to his crib
Be careful shootin' so you don't hit the kids
You down fo' it?
Tyrone said, "You know what it is"
So they roll up, about to retaliate on this busta
"POP POP" (Bitch ass muthafucka)

[Hook]

In the land of the killing
Better say your prayers tonight
Amen, its hard enough trynna survive
And to top it off I gotta watch my back
Cause these niggas wanna act up
Should I fight or should I run?
Should I hide or get my gun?
I can't decide

[Verse 2]
Tyrones big ballin’
Gettin the dough
Fuck bitches and hoes
Still rippin the 4’s
Walk with his fist clinched he was itching to blow
Shit, and all the local neighborhood niggas would know
Its like he was born to fit the streets
Never had no chicken feet
Walked up to the local liquor store to get a swisher sweet
Before he walked in some dudes was like
“Aye Nigga...POP POP POP, we dont play nigga”
They just shot him when his lives undone
The man inside the liquor store dialed 911
And at the same time he's strugglin' tryin' to find someone
Screamin “HELP HELP, STAY ALIVE YOUNG SON!”
The boys gunna die and he knows that
A bullet went through his skull cap
He’s barely breathing
And both of his eyes balls have rolled back
Oh crap the people who witnessed it can't believe it yo
Maybe it’s linked to the drive by he did a week ago

[Hook]

In the land of the killing
Better say your prayers tonight
Amen, its hard enough trynna survive
And to top it off I gotta watch my back
Cause these niggas wanna act up
Should I fight or should I run?
Should I hide or get my gun?
I can't decide

[Verse 3]

Tyrone’s dead, all over some dumb shit
His homies dont know who did it
They just got assumptions
Ready to whall out
With a sinister function
And drive by on some bitch niggas and dump clips
And OG was like “fuck it he’s dead now
So open up the 40 and take a sip and pour the rest out
Yall got me stressed now
Shit yall need to chill out
Cause everytime some shit be poppin off yall pull the steel out”
One of the younger homies was like
“Fuck that, we gon’ tug gats and bust back, trust that”
The OG was like
“Man Yall don’t need to be out here bustin slugs
Yall dont even know who the fuck it was
Yall fucking bugs
Yall gunna be dead taking this violent route
You little niggas always whilin out
You need to getcha shit straight and understand whatcha life about
Cause if a bullet hit your ass believe your lights is out.”
The younger homie like “Nigga, you dont run these streets
You ain't never been no fucking G
If I wanna bust my heat it’s up to me
And I know them niggas that killed T
Are the same niggas that we hit up the other week”
Another homie like “Naaah they ain't get back for that
Cause that’s them niggas pulling up in the Cadilla-POP POP POP....POP

[Hook]

In the land of the killing
Better say your prayers tonight
Amen, its hard enough trynna survive
And to top it off I gotta watch my back
Cause these niggas wanna act up
Should I fight or should I run?
Should I hide or get my gun?
I can't decide

I Am Raw CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
[Intro]
You motherfuckers are quick to judge. It's all good though. You don't know shit about shit. If you only knew what I do, if you only knew what I could do. If you could only see what I could see you would probably stop bothering me

[Verse 1 - Hopsin]
I independently started this shit
Marketing hits, starving for chips
No gasoline to start off the whip
Felt like the only nigga labels wasn't bargaining with
My heart has been ripped, I stuck with it as hard as it gets
These producers would always blow me off
Now that I'm blowing up, they don't recall
Talking about "Yo, you my homie, dawg"
Oh, now you wanna hop on the Hop train
Knowing damn well since '04 I had hot flames
My real buddies was mainly the worst
Hatin' to shoot my videos without me paying them first
So I slide 'em 100 bucks to watch 'em bitch on how it ain't enough
That money got my cell, internet and cable cut!
A real homie would've gave a fuck
And not expect to pay upfront
Then get the money later when I'm making some
Nobody saw the bigger picture except me
They neglect me
Only thing that protects me is FV

[Hook]
You don't always have to stick by my side
Just make sure you remember me when I die
I am raw, I am raw
Just to let you niggas know
Bitch I am raw, I am raw
Don't forget me when I'm gone
Bitch I am raw

[Verse 2 - SwizZz]
I was a high school grad preparing to go to college
An enthusiastic freshman, major in Economics
I didn't have a clue what to expect to be honest
Banging beats in my dorm, streaming Pornhub constant
I figured I could make it out in 4 years tops
Study religiously and graduate, apply for a job
The rap thing was secondary, I was putting it off
Calling it quits, assuming "I have better chances playing golf"
My third year came and suddenly that changed
I couldn't bear watching my mom at home suffering pain
Tryna fight off the strain of only having half a stomach
Plus a handicap back from a surgery that helped nothing!
So I returned to the valley and called the homie
Hop was on Ruthless getting shelved like a trophie
I told him how I left my life in the OC
And we concluded we could both use FV

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Hopsin]
This was written for niggas who wouldn't give me dap
Niggas who told me that I had sissy rap
This was written for all the bitches I used to called who never hit me back
Until they heard the word I was buzzin', c'mon don't give me that
You backed out, now you tryna roll with my click?
Where the fuck were you when my signing bonus was spent?
Where the fuck were you when I got the notice for rent
Saying I was getting evicted and I was hopeless as shit?
See I keep some names handy and you got thrown on the list
That's how you know that I'm pissed
I got you, don't even trip
Cuz I'm rude over the nicest beats
You had to go ignite the heat
You might agree to beef, but yo I'm not the type you'd like to meet
Life's indeed a journey that I have yet to finish
Hopefully my career's something that will be epidemic
You'll always know it's Hopsin the way I wreck a sentence
Realness, I represent it
Raw, I'm the definition

[Hook]

Nocturnal Rainbows CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
[Intro]
You think you original? You ain't original. You were programmed to be you. You're a slave and you don't even know it. The shit you think of ain't even your thoughts. Let's step out the box for a minute

[Verse 1]
How do we know if God exists?
How do we know what's positive?
Are you the definition of an angel or the opposite?
If you lost your wallet and I found it, I would not commit
To stealing it, but if the tables turned then you would pocket it
See I been me for so long, but I still don't know who Hopsin is
How come I'm the one my teachers used to have a problem with?
I show my music to different labels, they ain't too fond of it
But in the underground I seem to get so many compliments
Say my name and it's like people get afraid and shook
But if you take a look you'll see I'm nothing like an angry crook
I'm learning hands-on, you busy with your face in books
I'm here to benefit the world so Heaven's where we're safely put
I'm not a devil, not speakin' in tongues
I just wanna touch your heart, I try to reach it in songs
I'm from where a child's future's in the streets with the bums
Because it's hard to become something so unique where I'm from

[Hook]
When the sun's down
Nocturnal rainbows soar in the air so high
It may seem so that I can't see
But the darkness provides the light for me
I don't wanna be lonely
And the moon is my only homie
If there's a higher power then show me
Instead of nocturnal rainbows

[Verse 2]
Obama's president, so? What's he represent?
Just because the nigga's half black don't mean he's Heaven-sent
You're clueless to evidence and all the minds he's messin' with
His charm and smile hasn't got my ass up out this debt for shit
Frontin' like he's truly Jesus
And all you fools believe it
The change he's making isn't good, that's just how you conceived it
It's like we all broker than ever, it's due to reasons
Dealing with self-beneficial plans and the movement he's with
Illuminati, or whatever the fuck they go by
They're the reason weird shit happens, and we don't know why
Why did Michael Jackson start his tour than have to go die?
How did rap music go from really good to so dry?
Real artists get shelved and wack one's get famous
To leave masses brainless, a smart mind is dangerous
In their eyes there probably ain't no real shit in your playlist
You're just a product of what the government has created

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
We're all smart and we know what's bad and good for us
But yet when you got offered some marijuana, you took a puff
Your brain's a fucking powerhouse, but what? That wasn't good enough?
It's people like you who talk that "should've, could've, would've" stuff
You probably threw your life away cuz you would rather get high
With no license or car, so you bum rides to get by
Saying "I should've did this" or "I shouldn't have hung with this guy"
"I'm broke as fuck, my rent's high. Ah, I should've realized"
I ain't being cruel, these situations that I address
I more than likely could be someone you admire, yes
But it's because the blood, sweat and all the time that I invest
We play the same game, difference is you never try your best
You don't have a skill, you set yourself up for a higher mess
I work around the clock, you slack off a lot for time to rest
Keep bullshittin' till your life is gone
Cause living's naturally hell, you have to work to put a smile on

[Hook]

How You Like Me Now? CREDIT TO HIGHERLIVING
[Verse 1: Hopsin]
So I'm a flop? Nah, that's where you guys are wrong
I shit on niggas, that's why I rap with a diaper on
Don't be approaching me with none of your mess
Talking 'bout where I belong
Just tell your friends all bout me and sit
And watch as they minds get blown
Niggas on that basic shit, now I'mma go ape a bit
I know y'all prayed for this, so don't trip
Here's a handkerchief for your razored wrists
My flows got a few ways to switch
Niggas act hard, I'mma change the script
Everybody begging to be out ya mind
Cause they know I got skills y'all can't prevent
When I lace a hit you impressive, none
You can take it as a lessson, son
If you was smart, you'd drop the mic and
Try to stick up a bank with a weapon drawn)
Pillow Man was slept upon
That's the reason the West was gone
But I set the bomb, when it blows up
You niggas will now where the heck I'm from
I'm keeping it raw fo' sho', flow's so diabolical
You all should know, but it took like 10 whole years
Just for my balls to grow
No overnight success, I'm struggling just to write this mess
The road to rightousness was more than words and skill that I possess

[Hook]
I was the nigga all you niggas used to clown
Now when I come around, I got you motherfuckers like "Wow!"
Yeah, how you like me now?
I'm flossin all you nigga's like BLAOW!
How you like me now, motherfucker?
How you like me..
How you like me now, motherfucker?
How you like me..
Ay yo Let me see you clown, motherfuckers
Let me see..
How you like me now, motherfuckers
How you like me...

[Verse 2: SwizZz]
S-W-I-Z-Z and add another
My swagger makes your girl want to cut, like upper
I'm mad hot, dog, my 16s should come with mustard
If you think I have a big head, then you haven't see my brother!
Stacked bad niggas swore I wouldn't make a rappin
Promised it couldn't happen and hated with a passion
A mixtape later I silenced their laughing
Now the same ones would probably suck my dick if I asked 'em
Its obvious I have it locked like CAPS
Rocking to a bitch fight beat that slaps
I do it major, Poly Sci & Bio
I dont have haters only fans in denial
Now gimme a minute to hop in my zone, I'm making 'em pop like Mary
I'm rocking the party to act all retarded, I'm making 'em pop like cherries
I know this nigga is wild, but I will knock him down
Just answer this question for me:
How you like me, how you like me now?

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Hopsin]
Oh, so you wanna be cool? You wanna be pals?
You wanna be closest friends?
See a nigga so hot, that's why I'm popping up
Like I'm toaster bread
I say shit that don't get said
That's why I can't roll with feds
Illuminati got they eye on me
And they gonna see to it that a nigga don't get fed
My purpose ain't hard to see
I pull up on rappers like "pardon me
Your bars are weak, you spend too much time
Tryina get your sparkling charm to bling"
I be kickin them multiple syllables
Ripping up shows and holding my genitals
Get a dose of the wicked flow before your niggas run up
Sayinh "Homie, you should've known"
It's crazy how life can switch
I ain't gonna lie to you mine was shit
Not anymore, shit changed up
From woman selection to size of tits
I know bitches who can ride the dick
Niggas who think that my eyes are sick
Showing them many agents who be loving
The melodies that I supply them with
I gotta a note for all y'all
In the rap game who got an album stacking dough
Y'all got big, chains'll start falling off like Michael Jackson's nose
Who the illest? Yall know
Hopsin, yeah, bravo
I'm 'bout to leave the building right now
AbadeAbade that's all folks

[Hook]

Heather Nicole CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
At night in my window I see a silhouette
Crying heavy tears look how wet my pillow gets
Throughout my days I don't smile I just get upset
And since you left look at all the shit that it affects
I take a picture of your face and I just hold it up
Kiss it, then reminisce on when it was both of us
It's hard for me to open up, I'm always talking to myself
But to nobody else
Some say that church or maybe counseling could probably help
But they don't know about all of my idiotic lies
All the fucking times I left you traumatized
Swore up and down to you saying I'mma try
And never did, I try not to cry but I feel bad I didn't apologize
It's time I cough it up and tell more, my soul is taken never sell yours
I did some shit I probably coulda been in jail for
Bury me deep inside hells core
And don't let me out until you hear bells roar

She said, you never loved me
You just controlled me
If you fuck around I'm calling the police
But all I wanted to say was I'm sorry
Oh how I wish that could tell you
You're gone, you're dead, you'll never know that I was sorry
Just leave me alone, stay out my head, I wish that I could tell you
You're gone, you're dead, you'll never know that I was sorry
Just leave me alone, stay out my head, I wish that I could tell you

It's hard to forget, my heart is a brick
I tell myself Marcus, I thought that you were smarter than this
The mess I put you through was worse than pearl harbor and shit
I'd always harm you and flip, mentally scar you and trip
Sometimes I'd argue and get, the nerve to call you a bitch
Then bruise your back against the dresser that I tossed you against
My Juliet at the time I never thought you was it
I do now but shit your gone, so I just offer you this
A song to you, through it I open the crack in my chest
And show the whole world I've always had a lack of respect
For women who went to my life, I look to vengeance as knife
Intentions to fight, if you thinking I was senseless you right
Now every sentence I write, I think twice on it so I don't regret
Cause only stress lies in a simple mind of loneliness
I'm an unholy mess, put me in a hole to rest
Welcome to my life this is how painful my stories get

She said, you never loved me
You just controlled me
If you fuck around I'm calling the police
But all I wanted to say was I'm sorry
Oh how I wish that could tell you
You're gone, you're dead, you'll never know that I was sorry
Just leave me alone, stay out my head, I wish that I could tell you
You're gone, you're dead, you'll never know that I was sorry
Just leave me alone, stay out my head, I wish that I could tell you

Now use this track as a lesson
All you guys out there who have some aggression
Towards your woman it don't have to get hectic
That crap is pathetic, now look at me I have to regret it
I can't go near her or nothing, she'll probably have me arrested
The only thing I could do is just make a track with a message
And hope she hears it so she could know I was badly affected
I never meant to be that type of guy
But I realized that I was, and because of it I'm throwing my sinister life aside
I can cry at any moment just thinking about it
Sometimes I hide it from the folks that I'm hanging around with
I should apply for a new soul cause I think its invalid
Somebody told me when I die I'll be safe but I doubt it
The grudge she holds against me, it hurts me so severely
She won't come near me, I thought that time was supposed to cure me
I'm so alone and weary, writing songs to heal me
I swear that I'm sorry Heather, I mean it so sincerely

She said, you never loved me
You just controlled me
If you fuck around I'm calling the police
But all I wanted to say was I'm sorry
Oh how I wish that could tell you
You're gone, you're dead, you'll never know that I was sorry
Just leave me alone, stay out my head, I wish that I could tell you
You're gone, you're dead, you'll never know that I was sorry
Just leave me alone, stay out my head, I wish that I could tell you

Kill Her CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
[Bridge]
(ILL)
Tell em all what I came to do- (KILL)
One word that explains the truth- (REAL)
Bang out till your brain is loose
All your little fun filled days are through
Remember that I’m like this thanks to you

[Verse 1]
First of I’m a little psycho, I know
Dumb like a mentally retarded kid
I ain't got no friends, no ends to my stress
So I chill in the dark and shit
With a rifle and bomb, knife in my palm
Thinking about the motherfucking liars I'mma harm
Swing at me then I'm slicing your arm
Then make you videotape me piping your mom
Ruthless!
Deceitful lies, listen up, you don’t want beef to rise
I really wanna murder [Tomica Wright]
I’m thinking of taking her out for a pizza slice
Then tie her ass up and then beat the life
Out her god damn skull till she bleeds and cries
The whole fucking time she was screaming "Why?"
Fuck you bitch, don’t be surprised!
Time after time you told me that my album would drop
It was all bullshit, then the day that it finally did
Bitch how come it flopped?
It’s Ruthless baby for sho
I’m tryna make me some dough
Get off your ass and make a motherfucking marketing plan
And then maybe I'll blow
But NO!
You wanna be a little bitch about it
Thought that I would never do shit about it
You made a contract with a twist around it
So I could never, ever, ever get up out it
No outlet so I'm pissed about it
I'd be really dumb if I just allowed it
Watch your back, you might get surrounded!
Bang, bang, bang you hit the ground!
... Then

[Bridge]

[Hook]
Yea brother you got to feel it just like a killer, killer! (x3)
Kill her, kill her! (x2)

[Verse 2]
Listen up, don’t you ever hate me
Cause I’m a blow up like a bomb when I’m detonated
See, you be tripping like a nigga
That's walking with his shoes untied
Best believe I’ma set it straight
Tie a rope around both of your legs, then hook 'em to 2 cars
And drive till they separate
Now your soul's in the sky, try to levitate
Bitch you gon' live life in a better place
You done fucked me once, you done fucked me TWICE
Having me begging to drop must be NICE
Look at Eazy-E's lovely WIFE
Maybe the reason is my ugly EYES
I be the illest when I crush these MICS
But it never occurred that I must be WHITE
You’re the reason I say "fuck my LIFE"
I hate you bitch, it's a must we FIGHT!
Everybody keep on running around and asking
What do [Tomica] be doing with her time
I don’t really know though
I just keep a low-pro, cause I'm mad with the contract I signed
I was so happy at first, then it turned to a curse
How'd it happen to me?
That’s the question
I could not get the answer
So now I’m building a casket for [Tomica] to rest in
Bitch you ain't nothing but a big phony
Lying to niggas, saying you signed with Sony, bitch
None of the staff up there knows me
How come my rap career's moving so slowly, bitch?
Now I got big enough buzz to destroy you and Ruthless
You can’t hold me, bitch
I’ma fuck around and put some steal toes on
And kick your ass in the ovies, bitch!

[Bridge and Hook]

I'm Not Crazy CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
(Intro)
[Krusher]
Hello Hopsin... Word on the streets is that you're crazy... And I honestly believe you are

[Hopsin]
Listen, if I was really crazy I'd run up inside an orphanage
And torment kids, and beat babies faces with bags of oranges
Fake my origin and tell people that I was born to sin
I'd go back to filming molested porn again (Yeahhh)
I would murder a nigga then steal his body from whatever morgue it's in
And take it back to an alley to torture it
Study all of the Freddy Kruegor, Michael Myers, and Chuckie horror flicks
(Baby is that a knife that you have in your hand?) Of course it is!
I'd run around crazy like the Afghans do with some black camp boots wearin' a fuckin' Batman suit
And scream at bitches like I'm Fatman Scoop (C'MERE!)
And tell them to take a deep breath cause this will be their last chance to
I'd hate on everyone who sane and gifted (Yup)
Then claim that my brain is missing while sniffin cocaine
And then cut my dick for the Pain Olympics
If I was crazy I would go pick up the mic and use it
And tell Dwayne Carter that I really like his music (Shit)

(chorus)
But I'm not crazy
I'm just a tad bit strange
I can't control the thoughts that always travel through my brain
Oh no, not my fault
So don't blame me
I swear to you that I'm not really crazy
(Ah!)
Crazy
(Ah!)
Crazy

[Cryptic Wisdom]
If I was manic I probably woulda neglected my responsibilities and made society respect it
I'd walk around in a dress and a can of gas
And blow up a mothafucka for laughing with half a match
Dig up all the baby cadaver and grab a basket
And shoot them through the window of every crib that I'm passing
I'd probably be back a couple hours later to fuck 'em with every bottle
I cut up within my labor
Take a breather, make a haste of it and bounce
To the house that's adjacent and chase everyone out
And take em down
Tell them I'm the devil and I'm claiming everybody for a battle that's crazier than my brain is
Grab a chainsaw, blow the fuckin' dust back
Leave it all and still ready me a new blood bath
Run back to the psyche ward
Check my perimeter and get in before anybody knew that I left

(chorus)

[SwizZz]
Yo, I won't lie, I'm not as crazy as glue
But if I was let me describe all the bullshit I would do
I'd jack off with sandpaper while I'm watching the View
Picturing Whoopi bald headed stroking cock with her boobs!
I'll throw babies in dryers
Strangle tweakers that fidgit
Contract HIV willfully, just to purposely get it
I'd mug mothers on wellfare
Swim in gallons of gas
Meander to the batting cage and use my dick for a bat! (SHIT!)
If I was derranged, I'd cop me a chain
Make it rain like Washington and throw a stripper some change
Make her work it on the floor, pussy pop on a handstand
Lick her dirty snatch and film it all on my webcam (Oh yeah!)
Honestly I'd be itching for gunplay
I'll cock the .45 and shoot up church on a Sunday
I'll hi-jack a plane while it's still on the runway
Fuck the stewardess and take the passengers' chump change!

(chorus)

Where Will I Go CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
[Hook]
I've been feeling down but nobody knows
Oh where will I go, lord where will I go
Hey ya, I just wanna kill, I just wanna kill
Nobody knows what I feel, nobody knows what I feel
I said I just wanna kill, I said I just wanna kill
You can all burn in helllllll, don't fuck with me

[Verse 1]
The world I live in was never a pleasant paradise
Bullies used to hassle me, then laugh cause I was scared to fight
I let the sun beam in on my skin, but I can't bare the light
So I reside on the side of life with nocturnal parasites
Treated unfair as an infant, abnormal characteristics
Waiting for terror to visit, as I stand there in the distance
Fucking arrogant bitches, you were never there with assistance
Wish I could fly into the air with the pigeons
Let it begin, the story how I never fit in
While the popular kids would run around with seventy friends
I'm just a heavenly sent, waiting for the day that I rise
So I could take my aggression and maybe place it aside
I gaze at the sky with contacts placed in my eyes
Asking why do they only love me when my face is disguised
I'm still waiting for signs but I doubt I'm a ever get them
If I never see any proof, how can I represent them man

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I do this because I know it's what I'm destined to be
I do this for the kids who were always messed with and teased
I do this for the ones who were told they'll never succeed
I do this for those who grew up as young and restless as me
Ya'll would always drink and go party with your crew in the nighttime
Doing shit nobody would ever do in their right mind
Then when you got a little older you hit a fine line
With an accidental kid struggling with a nine to five
You always thought that I was so stupid to write rhymes
Thinking I would never make it and lose with the white eyes
But the formula I created proved I was Einstein
Now I've done more shit then you'd ever do in a lifetime
Since elementary, you'd belittle me, show no sympathy
Hurt me mentally, but you never had the sense to see
That your desire to be cruel, was fire to my fuel
Would inspire me to rule, the world until I was cool

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I ain't gonna take your shit, I've already lost my mind, lost my mind
You driving me crazy, so that it makes me cry, makes me cry
God if you exist then please send me a sign
Because all the rage that's stored in me is eating me alive
Help me out

[Hook]

[Outro]
Sometimes I wonder what the hell your problem is
Why must you love to see me this low
Won't you just let me live
Sometimes I wonder what the hell your problem is
Why must you love to see me this low
Won't you just let me live

Baby's Daddy CREDIT TO HOPSINISDOPE
Hey Marcus...
Uh, what's up?
Um, there's something I wanted to ask you...
Uh, what is it?
Will you do me a favor?
Oh no no no!

[Hook:]
Marcus?
What?
Will you be my baby daddy
And be the one to always make me happy?
Oh hell no!
Will you watch sponge bob with him
And teach him how to make a crabby patty?
Oh hell no!
Even though I got stretch marks
Will you still be down to get nasty?
Oh hell no!
Shit, I'm mad enough to throws elbows!
Please?
No!
Please?
NO!

[Verse 1:]
Throw me the mic
I got a flow to recite
You got a baby by a nigga that you don't even like
A broke nigga who thuggish
Always be talkin' rubbish
Steady be causing ruckus
All because you were sluttish
Jesus, I can't believe this, freak shit!
That's the same mother fucker that you had cheated on me with!
I knew this would happen without a question
But you said
"I never have sex without protection"
Bitch please
You left me flowing down shits creek
You sex driven like a big freak
Plus our relationship has been breached
You took a big leap
And rumor has it you sucked his dick then kissed me
And now I'm suppose to be the father and the mental guide
Like sure I'll take care of the little guy
Shit, you ain't puttin' me through the stress
I put your baby in a pillow case and beat it to death

[Hook:]
Marcus?
What?
Will you be my baby daddy
And be the one to always make me happy?
Oh hell no!
Will you watch sponge bob with him
And teach him how to make a crabby patty?
Oh hell no!
Even though I got stretch marks
Will you still be down to get nasty?
Oh hell no!
Shit, I'm mad enough to throws elbows!
Please?
No!
Please?
NO!

[Verse 2:]
I'm far from a fuckin' life saver
Not your friendly neighbor
But yet you called me during your labor
It's not my issue, take me off the menu
I'm not the one who put the motherfucker in you
I'm not a mean guy
I hate to sound that foul
But I don't give a fuck about that child
You damn right
See You chose him, then he fucked you
Tag your it
Too bad his dick didn't have any insurance
You knew that he was just a lame nigga prior to it
Now your ass hittin me up thinking I would do it
Hoping we gonna spark it off like some lighter fluid
That's kinda stupid
Face the facts bitch your life is ruined
Don't be callin me like "My life's a crazy blur
Rashad don't take care of the baby and makes me hurt
I wish me and you could go back to the way we were"
Shit we can
Just get rid of the baby first

[Hook:]
Marcus?
What?
Will you be my baby daddy
And be the one to always make me happy?
Oh hell no!
Will you watch sponge bob with him
And teach him how to make a crabby patty?
Oh hell no!
Even though I got stretch marks
Will you still be down to get nasty?
Oh hell no!
Shit, I'm mad enough to throws elbows!
Please?
No!
Please?
NO!

[Bridge:]
Now I won't be your baby's daddy
I'm not the one
But you can still give me some head
And maybe swallow some cum
And if you want it, then I can deliver quite clean
But don't ever send the baby to find me

[Verse 3:]
Yo
Do you remember when I told you that I would love you forever
And broke up with my girlfriend Heather
Kicked her to the curb
And got with you
Thinkin you were better
But found out you were a heart shredder
Yeah, I felt pretty stupid after that
Became the nigga that my crew was laughin at
I was foolish, that's a fact
So this is karma
You've been on my shit list
So ha ha ha ha
That's what you get bitch

[Hook:]
Marcus?
What?
Will you be my baby daddy
And be the one to always make me happy?
Oh hell no!
Will you watch sponge bob with him
And teach him how to make a crabby patty?
Oh hell no!
Even though I got stretch marks
Will you still be down to get nasty?
Oh hell no!
Shit, I'm mad enough to throws elbows!
Please?
No!
Please?
NO!

Hey that's life
You fuck me over
He fucked you
You got pregnant
Now your fucked
You had me
You had me, that's the funny think about it
And you blew it
Ha ha ha

Blood Energy Potion CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
[Intro]
In a world of mischief, we fiend for glory
The true satisfaction held within mankind lies in BLOOD!

[Verse 1]
You don't wanna get ya head cracked?
When you see me coming through you better step back
I be crumpling on you niggas leaving you stuck up in the gutter with ya neck and your body ready to share that (blood)
I'm a beast in the night
Creepin' up on you to feast on your life
The demons inside
Are telling me to give you a reason to cry
And leave you to lie in (blood)

[Hook]
Now see, I got a strange urge
And I feel like creepin' up on a stranger
I want your blood
Blood (x4)
I want your blood
Blood (x4)
Give me your blood

[Verse 2]
You don't really wanna roam in the darkness (no)
You ain't ready for the pain and the harshness (no)
I'm zoning up to hop outside of my ride, at full speed, then swerve till the car flips (blood)
You dealin' with a maniac
See I know a couple of ways to scrap
I'mma raise the axe
Throw it at you while you're running away and when it hits, your brains will splat
So just face the facts
I'm a result of all the gangsta rap
I say shit, never take it back
I don't hate to brag
A true menace with a love of blood
You'll never get rid of my ways
Whatchu think of that, huh? (blood)

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Beat niggas till they have concussions (woah)
Rape wives and then laugh at husbands (woah)
And if you down with the mass destruction (what)
Toast to it with a glass of blood then (blood)
Pray to God for a night to start
I'm a psycho nigga finna top the charts
Being shot with darts till it stops your heart
And chopped apart and thrown up in a shopping cart
And pushed off a cliff, there's no alternate
Ending that involved with this, it's your fault I'm pissed
You're gonna suffer the consequences
You can not prevent this shit, I promise it, come on (blood)
Pretty clear that my brain's not there
I be looking for it when I shave my hair
Black is the color that I paint my lair
And the way I break niggas everyday is not fair
It's all because of the rage I bare
See I'm down for whatever, just say "I dare"
My nut sack is the biggest so you niggas gonna have to murder me if you wanna take my pair (blood)

[Hook]

[Verse 4]
You don't like me? Tune it out
I'm livin' life on the foolish route
When I hit the kitchen, I butcher niggas until they drain slowly, but only when the moon is out
I get this way when my mood is down
Some even think that I'm rude and foul
Out of all the lovely children my mother gave birth to, I was the stupid child (blood)
Back in the day, when I was in elementary, I would chisel a pencil until it sharp as fuck
Leavin' the bullies laid out, on the playground
When they came round, yell "fuck" if you're raw as nuts, come on (fuck)
The sound of blood is so marvelous, stab a nigga in his stomach till you scar the gut
Hit 'em in the spine until you paralyze him and fill him with lighter fluid and go ahead and spark him up
And then abracadabra, am I missing brain cells? That doesn't matter
Makin' you scream makes me a happier rapper
You don't want trouble then your ass better back up
Fast little bastard (blood)
I was born as a natural hazard, I turn lives into massive disasters
Look over your shoulder when I'm in your area
You might get hit in the cranium with the back of a hammer (blood)

[Hook]

Pillow Man CREDIT TO HOPSIN IS DOPE
[Verse 1]
I've spent about ten years tryna work on my craft
Tryna save this hip-hop shit and disperse of the trash
But all my nerves have just crashed, cuz all the verses I've trashed
Were meant to benefit my future, I'm uncertain it has
I rarely ever put something out to insert in your dash
Cuz as soon as I became a brand my own purpose was smashed
I'm feelin' nervous in fact, I got no urges to rap
I don't think my fucking life can get more worthless than that
I see these niggas blowing up, who never do got the proper game
Niggas who fucking suck, Gucci and Wacka Flocka Flame
Niggas who makin' bucks, someone tell me I'm not insane
Cuz I feel the urge to run up on a bitch ass nigga and rob his chain
Dang! I thought I had it figured out
See I panic and I pout, yo I've had it man, I'm out
God damn it, this shit's a clout
I'm the baddest thing no doubt
But my madness is about to turn me manic 'til I shout

[Hook]
How come the world is always quit to turn a back on me
Won't somebody tell me, you can go ahead, and fall asleep
I'll be in your dream
Maybe I'm the Pillow Man, maybe I'm the Pillow Man
I'll be in your dream
Maybe I'm the Pillow Man, maybe I'm the Pillow Man
I'll be in your dream

[Verse 2]
Lawless or I'm evil but actually I'm so nice
I've always been the lover boy like practically my whole life
Unhappy here with no wife, don't ask me I don't know why
I'm livin' life without no type of strategy to go by
I knew a bitch who I would go pick up when the day starts
A bitch who'd even like to watch me skate at the skate park
A bitch who was making out with up in the graveyard
The same bitch who wouldn't whoop my ass with a slayed heart
She cut it like an avocado, secretly hittin' clubs and poppin' bottles
Hanging with thugs or sucking a lots of cock yo
The biggest slut from Loveland Colorado
Fuck a ho that’s Hopsin’s motto my heart is vacant, you knock it's hollow
She met another guy who left the baby stuck inside
Her vagina then he just split and messed up her fuckin' life
Now she hits me up a lot
She says to go suck a nut, goodbye
All you sluts can die for wasting all my sacred love supply

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
To live a decent life what all is it take
I tried and try to be the best but nothing falls in the place
And I'm a man but my struggle is gonna cause me to break
And just involve me to hate I'm in a nauseous state
And shit it probably is fake but who's in control of it me or god
Is he the cause of why am I here the reason's odd
I'm broke and need a job, for spending cheese on broads
But y'all don't see the flaws I code it up to keep it raw
And mc's who's got the most talent in this whole planet
Don't never get recognized when they dope at it
So they go back to the block hustlin' and dope addicts
Some niggas got the effect and some niggas don't have it
Yo I'm at my last tears cuz everytime I think I'm not the matrix
I get some bite back end
But man I'm hopin' things are change and the soul in me remains
Cuz the talent that I've got is way too cold to be contained

[Bridge]
No, no
What did I do to deserve this?
No, no
I don't even have a purpose
No, no
What did I do to deserve this?
No, no
I don't even have a purpose

[Hook]

[STRANGEgeniusAdministrator]

Funk Volume CREDIT TO HOPSINISDOPE
[Intro]
(Computer)
Sir, our data base has crashed
(Hopsin)
Aww fuck! Computer, find out what reliable sources
We have to maintain a stable ground until we get things moving again"
(Computer)
Funk Volume hero
(Hopsin)
Well send him down there!
(Computer)
How soon?
(Hopsin)
Now!

[Verse 1: SwizZz]
Ye-uhh!
See I coulda been an academic
Remain in college, study a broad
Maybe build some extra credits
Get a degree from the UC
Get accepted, by my family an friends
Finally get respected
But beer pong and flip cup couldn't do it
And academic probation, just labelled me a loser
Cancel ya, swear they gon' boot ya
Terminate your future
If you dont start performing like ya used to
Well hows's this for a motherfuckin' performance
Thought about it, stayed in hip hop and started exploring
Hipsters, backpackers, fake thugs pose as rappers
Whats next? FV evolved to destroy you bastards
And I ain't taking shots, it's just what it is
Im the truth like verdad, this is SwizZz
It's here now, Funk Volume, fuck all you
Im hoggin' the rock, come get the ball loose

[Hook]
If you want it, come get it, you know we got it
These niggas hop on the train, the moment we go and drop it
(Ohhh yeahh)
The same niggas thats keepin' you out of pocket, dont worry about it
We got it, acknowledge we here, its Funk Volume
If you want it, come get it, you know we got it
These niggas hop on the train, the moment we go and drop it
(Ye-uhh)
The same niggas thats keepin' you out of pocket, dont worry about it
We got it, acknowledge we here, its Funk Volume

[Verse 2: Hopsin]
I got a story, kick up off of ya sneakers, smoke on some reefer
Listen hip hop sold his soul to the reaper, ohh it gets deeper
Decent image, lyrics, no one did neither, ill listen to it
But while im punching a whole in the speaker
MCs puffin' and poutin', like they strugglin' from drownin'
They hate the state of rap, but dont ever do nothing about it
They strategize but it usually is wrong, Mama told me I'mma soon be the one
Then I hit this bitch just like a nuclear bomb
I've spent a minute tryna master the craft
Paving an extravagant path to baffle yo ass
I don't see any more obstacles I have to get past
Looks like there's a whole new type beginning after the trash
Try to duplicate, you'll never find the math that I stash
The movement is happening fast, I sit back and just laugh
Your love and passion is cash, and thats a fact that im mad
You'll get your abdomen gashed, and then get stuffed inside my travelling bag

[Hook]
If you want it, come get it, you know we got it
These niggas hop on the train, the moment we go and drop it
(Ohhh yeahh)
The same niggas thats keepin' you out of pocket, dont worry about it
We got it, acknowledge we here, its Funk Volume
If you want it, come get it, you know we got it
These niggas hop on the train, the moment we go and drop it
(Ye-uhh)
The same niggas thats keepin' you out of pocket, dont worry about it
We got it, acknowledge we here, its Funk Volume

[Verse 3: SwizZz & Hopsin]
(SwizZz)
It's Funk Volume, turn it up
I know you heard im nuts, but trust me
I ain't got the burning tuts
But I do got the urge to bust
You wanna front, you can play the back seat
Like the runner up

(Hopsin)
Grindin' till my loot is stacked
Bang this till the roof collapse
Enemies, im used to that
I'm known for my abusive acts
It's painful where this music's at
Let me drive, you relax
I'mma pick the pieces up to this puzzle
And glue it back

(SwizZz)
Please forgive me if my music dont relate to you
My lifes a jungle, im just actin' how an ape would do

(Hopsin)
Am I sane, partially
Half man, part deceased
White eyes, market me
FV, start some beef

[Hook]
If you want it, come get it, you know we got it
These niggas hop on the train, the moment we go and drop it
(Ohhh yeahh)
The same niggas thats keepin' you out of pocket, dont worry about it
We got it, acknowledge we here, its Funk Volume
If you want it, come get it, you know we got it
These niggas hop on the train, the moment we go and drop it
(Ye-uhh)
The same niggas thats keepin' you out of pocket, dont worry about it
We got it, acknowledge we here, its Funk Volume

Bad Motherfucker CREDIT TO HOPSINISDOPE
Hopsin:
Yo, Since I was like 5 there's been nothing that I can comprehend
Ugly ass nigga, walk around with a sloppy grin
Mom and Dad bought a bird cage just to lock me in
So bullshit doesn't hurt due to the fact it didn't stop me then
I'm lucky I ain't broke a sweat, but how am I supposed to rest
Niggas just don't show respect, dissing me with no regrets
'Til they end up with a broken neck, getting deals with no connects
Bitches blowing me up but never once was it "no" for sex
Ugh it's like a needle stuck in my liver
Trying to get some confidence when i look up in the mirror
It's my girls birthday today and I got nothing to give her
That's why her mom's like "See, you shouldn't fuck with the nigga!"
You see Hop is a bunch of bullshit, not the one you should fool with
About to be on my fuel, got a problem well suck a bull's dick
You don't want to suck a bull's dick? then you can suck mine
Fuck life, I'm a menace, I'll make a thug cry!

Chorus:
SwizZz: Ay yo Hop, let me get a beat (fuck you)
Hopsin: You out your mind, you too fucking weak (fuck you)
SwizZz: Come on nigga, I'm a fucking beast (fuck you)
SwizZz: Fuck me?
Hopsin: Fuck me?
SwizZz: Fuck you!
Hopsin: Fuck you!
In the homes, where ever the wind takes us
Unlike you we let the bullshit make us
We just do whatever, we cause chaos
Fuck the rules because I'm a bad mother fucker

SwizZz:
See I'm a bad mother fucker with a bad mouth
I get drunk, throw up, then pass out
I'll blow a bitches back end then back out
Then back in again and kick her out the damn house
My lack of motivation has me sitting at home
Dropped out of school to rap but I can't make a fucking song
My friends try to give me confidence but fuck the compliments
I'd rather guzzle a bottle and lose consciousness (ahhhh!)
Hey, now ain't that some shit?
Gonna make this mother fucker bounce like a club hit
I can't do one girl, I fuck in clusters
If they don't want it, I give it to them so they suffer
Hey, you know the name now, strange child
Gonna blow up any day now
So how you want it? Grab your ankles and bend over
I'm bad to the bone, watch me take over

Chorus:
SwizZz: Ay yo Hop, let me get a beat (fuck you)
Hopsin: You out your mind, you too fucking weak (fuck you)
SwizZz: Come on nigga, I'm a fucking beast (fuck you)
SwizZz: Fuck me?
Hopsin: Fuck me?
SwizZz: Fuck you!
Hopsin: Fuck you!
In the homes, where ever the wind takes us
Unlike you we let the bullshit make us
We just do whatever, we cause chaos
Fuck the rules because I'm a bad mother fucker

Hopsin:
I locked seven chicks with some cosmetic tits in the bathroom
I make them suck a prosthetic dick
You can tell through my poetry I'm a hot-headed prick
You think Hip-Hop's dead just because Nas said it, bitch?
Na, I was the missing puzzle piece
Got a deal, made a couple G's
Now all the women falling in love with me
Asking to sit down for a cup of tea
I'm like mother fucker please, bitch, suck on these nuts

Thomas Token:
Now don't you want to roll with your man?
Sit low in the coupe, blow weed in the wind?
You know he's a sucker, don't leave here with him, na
I got money stacks and this breeze don't end

SwizZz:
See that nigga balling, that nigga flossing
That nigga hot, he's over all awesome
Truth is, I don't need money to get his chick though
Because if she says "no" I'mma still make her get low

Chorus:
SwizZz: Ay yo Hop, let me get a beat (fuck you)
Hopsin: You out your mind, you too fucking weak (fuck you)
SwizZz: Come on nigga, I'm a fucking beast (fuck you)
SwizZz: Fuck me?
Hopsin: Fuck me?
SwizZz: Fuck you!
Hopsin: Fuck you!
In the homes, where ever the wind takes us
Unlike you we let the bullshit make us
We just do whatever, we cause chaos
Fuck the rules because I'm a bad mother fucker

SwizZz Too Far Gone CREDIT TO ih3artSatan666
[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)

It's All Good Now CREDIT TO HOPSINISDOPE
[Intro]
Aye, hold on change that sound like a piano or something it sounds stupid I don't like that, okay yeah

[Hopsin: Verse 1]
Yo, you ever had a homie who was fake as fuck (yup)
Hate your guts, but the moment you came rolling through ballin'
They wanna say what's up (what's up)
knowing that you finna' be hot (G)
but I don't owe you niggas diddly squat (nah)
so here help me out by kicking these rocks
Before I got my deal you use to back stab me (what?)
Laugh at me, tell these women I act nasty (ewww) So what?
You hooked me up with the girl that yes, I'm datin' now
But I know if you had the chance to fuck her you would take her down
You slipped up like you done stepped into an oil leak
Now you got me heated up and boiling
You the definition of unloyalty
Probably plotting how to go destroy the scene
But you'll never destroy the royal king
I know you always reminiscing (uh-huh)
and mad cause I'm resisting and won't take the time to listen making us more distant
You on that cold hearted shit
Look how Hollywood Marcus is
You could have been a part of this, but shit you'll probably

[Hook]
Fuck my girl and keep it on the down low
But yo it's all good now though
You tried to, leak my songs and give em' free downloads
But yo it's all good now though
Now if you thinkin' you my buddy
But always acting funny
Then you'll never be close to me (Fuck that!)
Said if you thinking you my buddy tryin' strip me for my money
Then you'll never be close to me (Fuck that!)
Nigga, friends, friends, how many of us have them, I don't really know anymore

[Hopsin: Verse 2]
I gotta about 3, 4, 5 of them left
And they like my brothers, yes
They all reside on the West
They're down to ride nothing less
That's what their supposed to do
No, but you, walking around like you don't even know the rules
Putting me in bogus moves
Got me stressed out doing yoga moves (Shit)
You ain't no homie, just a load of duke
You mad cause honeys never notice you (Well)
Do take it personal (Why)
You'll never look half as good as I do in person nope
I'll never hold you down
I'm flossing on you now
I'm causing problems my momma like Hopsin, awww you foul
I know it's you who's calling blocked ID
But you will not find me
I'm not lying, so stop trying
It's just a waste of time and you a waste of mine
Say goodbye this song is for you George, since you're a grateful guy

[Hook]
You'll probably fuck my girl and keep it on the down low
But yo, it's all good now though
You tried to, leak my songs and give em' free downloads
But yo, it's all good now though
Now if you thinking you my buddy
But always acting funny
Then you'll never be close to me (Fuck that!)
Said if you thinking you my buddy tryin' strip me for my money
Then you'll never be close to me (Fuck that)
nigga

[Hopsin: Verse 3]
Our friendship has been fucked
Quit hittin' SwizZz up
You calling him like you tryin' give him a free dick suck
You ain't a part of the movement, stupid you just blew it
And this shit right here proves it
And don't you email me talking about yo, what's up fool
Thank you for all that you done for me but fuck you
And if you wanna act like a rowdy ape and retaliate
Meet me in the alley late
I'll serve yo ass the Cali way
So don't you dare give my CD's a leak
I'll get your ass easily
Your girlfriend lives right up the street from me
I'll snatch her out from underneath the sheets and while she screams police
I'mma just talk to her grimy like I was made to sneak
Well congratulations you've been dissed
Don't get mad at me, cause who did this?
You did this, so what did we learn today?
Never leak your friend's songs
Cause if you think I'm gonna let it slide
Then you damn wrong

[Interlude]
I trusted yo ass man
You had my whole fucking album sitting there on your damn laptop
Leaking my shit, you're a mothafuckin' leaker
I'll never trust yo ass, aghhh!
[Hook]
Shit you'll probably, fuck my girl and keep it on the down low
But yo it's all good now though
You tried to, leak my songs and give em' free downloads
But yo it's all good now though
Now if you thinking you my buddy
But always acting funny, then you'll never be close to me (Fuck that!)
said if you thinking you my buddy tryin' strip me for my money
Then you'll never be close to me (Fuck that)
nigga friends

[Outro]
Friends, friends, how many of us have them, I don't really know anymore
Friends, friends, how many of us want them, I don't really need anymore
Friends, friends, how many of have them, I don't really know anymore
Friends, friends, how many of us want them, I don't really need anymore

Lucifer Effect CREDIT TO HOPSINISDOPE
Intro (SwizZz):
What if I told you I was crazy?
Would it be strange? Would you believe me?
Or what if I told you it was you that have breached the boundaries of reality?
And it is I who is perfectly sane, Hah!

Chorus:
I'm trapped in a world that I don't wanna be in but I know that there's no way out (No way out)
It burns inside every time I rhyme, but there's no way out (No way out)
My brain is not insane but I'm insane if you know what I'm saying (Lucifer!)
I swear this is not my fault

SwizZz:
In this game we call hip hop everything's twisted
You rap about drugs and guns and people listen
You mention how you flossing your whip and how you dip it
And your biggest vices become their addiction
Why? Who knows, but you gotta supply it
You gotta provide it because you know they'll buy it
They don't like the good, there in love with the bad side
Like how many niggas you done clapped last night
And how many chicks you hit from the back side
How many keys do you need to get your cash right?
I guess crime pays these days, so don't get upset when I talk this way
I'mma say whatever I want, whenever I want, to whoever I want, these are just my devilish thoughts
I'm not looking for salvation, I'm just a really good person in a fucked up situation

(Chorus)
I'm trapped in a world that I don't wanna be in but I know that there's no way out (No way out)
It burns inside every time I rhyme, but there's no way out (No way out)
My brain is not insane but I'm insane if you know what I'm saying (Lucifer!)
I swear this is not my fault

Hopsin:
If it's not yours, whose fault is it?
My brain's a nice home with a rude dog in it
Yea I had a couple of rules, the rules all bended
When I shake my head can't you hear the screws lost in it?
I done spent years working on this new raw image
Tightening up my sinister groove ya'll witnessed
As time goes on I get much stupider
And yes, I guess I'm just a product of the Lucifer effect
Because all these rappers out now are way too cocky
So I have to do this shit I do to make you watch me
And if you wack with a record deal I think you robbed me
So will Hopsin come and break you? Probably
There's been enough beef up in this industry but shit I'm bout to make more
It's what I threw my life away for
And those of you who killed hip hop caused this shit
Now I'm bout to murk you on the track and off of it

(Chorus)
I'm trapped in a world that I don't wanna be in but I know that there's no way out (No way out)
It burns inside every time I rhyme, but there's no way out (No way out)
My brain is not insane but I'm insane if you know what I'm saying (Lucifer!)
I swear this is not my fault

(SwizZz)
This ain't my fault, hip hop made me do it
Lose it, now my whole fucking life is ruined

(Hopsin)
Hold up, just because you don't do the same shit they do
You wanna break rules, and run around trying to blame who?
Me? Hip hop? I fucking tried to save you
Now your acting like I never even tried to

(SwizZz)
Oh hop, so you're that nigga hip-hop?
I should bump you, you should get your fucking shit knocked
You're the reason why my album won't drop
You're the reason why I never ever was hot

(Hopsin)
Don't blame me cause you ain't hot
You don't know how the new age rocks
And your label isn't dropping you cause there's a chance that you may flop
I'd actually be really surprised if you made gwop up in this industry

(SwizZz)
See now motherfucker you're kidding me
Your opinion really doesn't mean shit to me
Because I could murk any beat on any day
Rumor has it that your ass is dead anyway

(Hopsin)
For saying that you deserve to die
We got Soulja Boy, Tyga, Young Berg and Plies
Shawty Low, Bow Wow, Yung Joc and the rest
You think I'm dead? I should put a hole in your chest, bitch

(SwizZz)
Come on hip hop they aren't real rappers
They're entertainers, actors, pure laughter
I think I got this shit mastered
You thinking differently then you got this shit backwards

(Hopsin)
Then if I got this shit backwardsThen all of the above
Will be irrelevant to you trying too hard to be a thug
You trying to blame me for shit that I didn't do?
Maybe this game isn't meant for you

(SwizZz)
It may be true, but hey I really don't give a shit
Far as I know you're dead, live with it

(Chorus)
I'm trapped in a world that I don't wanna be in but I know that there's no way out (No way out)
It burns inside every time I rhyme, but there's no way out (No way out)
My brain is not insane but I'm insane if you know what I'm saying (Lucifer!)
I swear this is not my fault

I Make The World Spin: CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
Yo, White eyes, black tee
Ill rhymes, that’s me
Hollywood is now labeled as lame
But I’ve been on that raw shit since I came in the game
Fuck this! Rap niggas trying act like they punk rock
Tight jeans, Mohawks screaming “fuck cops”
Y’all should all get your fucking nuts chopped
You all look like you suck cock
Bust shots if you hate me
Yup that’ll fix the problem
Put me out there, leave it up to Mr. Goblin
To contribute to all the bull shits that’s dropping
So he can take his kids out Christmas shopping
Look at the niggas I am spitting circles around
Verbal profound lyrics make them hurdle the town
They washed up till they gurgle and drown
Their whole dynasty I’m burning it down
Funk Volume, you’ve heard of it now

Chorus
I kick the bitches out (and let the girls in)
You baby daddy shouts (you stole my girlfriend)
You see I’m on the prowl (I make the world spin round)
Welcome to the pain in my life (yeah baby)

Suicide, (huh?) trust I might
Tell them what my motto is “Fuck my life”
Don’t need alcohol to help me “cut my wife”
So much rage I could “crush my mic”
See I woke up on the wrong side of my bed
My brain works but the whole left side of it’s dead
There’s a little small gremlin inside of my head
And lately I’ve been feeling like I’ve been living life on the edge
But wait a minute, this ain’t a gimmick. I can’t pretend it
I’m a scream it loud to the world just incase that they forget it
Be careful of some of the knowledge that you take from critics
They tryin to execute a nigga but I stay committed
New topic, mind over matter
Never needed my arms to climb up a ladder
You whack niggas don’t ever show signs of a rapper
Is it getting to serious for you? Why, what’s the matter yo?

Chorus

Yeah, the black man’s bad
There is no topic my raps can’t smash
The state of hip hop that can’t pass
It’s all full of shit like a fat man’s ass (eww)
Will y’all please just enough trust
In you mother fuckers to leave the rust of us stuck
I turn my head and now your messing stuff up
All that *autotune* Just shut the fuck up
(Damn) I’m rude and so wicked
I’ll make sure you never blow up like a balloon with a hole in it
I knock hustlers for a living
Got muscles for the women
Got ????? For the cheering Blaow
Plus I got a sick deliver
That’ll have you niggas shivering
And stunned from bombs I drop lyrically
You can’t touch my shit
So I’m going to end it just like this
SUCK MY DICK

Chorus


SwizZz Blow A Cloud CREDIT TO ih3artSatan666
[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]

Turn It Up CREDIT TO ISMACKBABIES666

[Intro]
And I just came to get down, don't be hatin' on me!
Bounce and move on my way, the parties waitin' for me!

[Verse 1 - Hop]
I'ma go buck wild in this bitch like I'm shameless
Then act a fool on the flo' like my brain missin'
I can't listen, but listen to me!
Put ya hands in the sky if you got similar needs as I do
I move like a shadow in the night
Tacklin' the mic like I really have tah get a bite
I see niggas stuffin' weed in a apple gettin' high
Feelin' like they livin' in that castle in the sky
Nooow I'm usually the life of parties
With a broke down whip, no nice Ferrari
Skater boys are like: "DUDE, YOUR EYES ARE GNARLY!"
Everybody come ride my safari!
Get a taste of the new, let the bass hit ya shoes
I'm just here to start a movement to ??? you
Come here girl 'cuz I really wanna taste some of you
And take you back to the crib and put my face in ya ewwww

[Hook]
And I just came to get down, don't be hatin' on me!
Bounce and move on my way, the parties waitin' for me!
Turn it up, get down (x4)

[Verse 2 - SwizZz]
Yo! Yo!
What? What? What?
Hey girl! It's time to release your inhibitions 'cuz I have a secret
I like the way you move, kinda sneakin'
I got plans to take you home this evenin'
Now if you wanna ride, all you gotta do is agree
Ain't nobody in here fuckin' wit' me
You naked is somethin' to see
Plus, you and me...that's somethin' you need!
Ghyeaaah...but I ain't gonna front, tho
I am kinda drunk, yo
And I just wanna fuck, bust a nut - WOAH!
You say you ain't single, but yet you still mingle
One mo' drink and it's goin' down fo' SHO'!
No pressure, just cruise wit' it
It ain't your fault, say the motherfucking Goose did it!
Moderation doesn't exist
So while you finish your drink, I'm gonna guzzle a fifth

[Hook]
And I just came to get down, don't be hatin' on me!
Bounce and move on my way, the parties waitin' for me!
Turn it up, get down (x4)

[Hop]
I'm the dopest, of course
Explosive and more
Now stomp 'til you put a fucking hole in the floor
I be bangin' my head, my necks broken and sore
Now I'm at the hospital like: "OPEN THE DOOR!"
I'm outta my mind, and yes, you know this
Funk Volume's in the house wit' a new dope hit
Fill this motherfucker up wit' a few mo' chicks
And after the ready, we'll take a new road trip

[SwizZz]
Yo Hop! (Whaddup?)
Turn this motherfucker up
I'm ready to get buck RIGHT NOW!
I'm kinda feelin' the flow, adrenaline doin' the most
This ceilin' goin' down RIGHT NOW!
See, I ain't gotta do dances 'n' shit
'Cuz I could really care less how you dance to this
I just wanna see you move, break a sweat
Then dip like you from the set

[Bridge]
See, lately I've been stressed - tryin' to work my 9 to 5!
So it's good to step out the house once awhile and ease my mind!
Turn it up, get down (x40

[Hook]
And I just came to get down, don't be hatin' on me!
Bounce and move on my way, the parties waitin' for me!
Turn it up, get down (x4)

SwizZz Really Wanna Know CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
[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

The Hop Train

SwizZz Low Dough

Cover Up CREDIT TO HOPSINISDOPE
[Intro]
I can tell you a real cool girl
I mean it doesn’t take much to see it
And I know we’ve been talking for a while now
And I can kinda see that you’re starting to catch feelings
But I just wanna let you know
That I have very, very high expectations

[1st Verse]
I’m like Romeo, I’m looking for my Juliet
I’m known for trashing bitches I catch you slippin’ then you’ll be next
Let me find out you’ fascinated by y’all to jewelry sets
Cars and all that fancy type of shit you’ll be surely wrecked
I’ll never trust you, don’t run up asking why not
‘Cuz look bitch you got more fucking guy friends then I’ve got
Ya its true, we share a bond, you’re pretty and your hair is long
But I can get over you very quickly when our air is gone
If I fall in love and find some dirt, I conceal it well
Then pop out the blue to make your whole life a living hell
Leaving my heart bruised really isn’t a smart move
‘Cuz that’s how you get your ass pushed out a moving car pool
I roll a half a mile when agony till your ribs sore
I won’t give a fuck ‘cause you’re all that I had to live for
Don’t try to date me if you plannin’ on creeping
I got a habit of cheatin’ getting some vaginal beatings, shit

[Chorus]
And there are souls who cover up and choose to move further (further)
If I find that you fucking around I swear to God bitch you gon’ be murdered (murdered)
Do you wanna die tonight? Sometimes I don’t really know what’s up with you
But you already knowing that my love is true, been saving it up just for you

[2nd Verse]
See I respect you, I expect respect likewise
I played the dumb guy once, I played the dumb guy twice
Nobody knows my strife, I never chose my life
There’s never no highlights in this twisted curl twilight
Ill be damned if you contribute stress to my worries
My hearts on its last limb, so it’s destined to hurt me
My last girlfriend screwed me and left in a hurry
And ignores all my phone calls just to disturb me
So be completely honest, is love what your focus is
Or should I pull my dick out right now and get it over with?
Is that what you want? Is that what you need?
Want me to pound your fucking ass till you bleed
Then blast a few seeds, up in your coochie
Come on, you can’t bullshit a bullshitter
And bitches wonder why I rap like a cruel nigga
I need a woman who’s amazing that can do right
Until then I guess that ill be gazing at the moonlight

(Chorus)
And there are souls who cover up and choose to move further (further)
If I find that you fucking around I swear to God bitch you gon’ be murdered (murdered)
Do you wanna die tonight? Sometimes I don’t really know what’s up with you
But you already knowing that my love is true, been saving it up just for you

[3rd Verse]
You probably think I’m buzzing, raw, angry and rugged
Aww maybe he’s thuggin’ but that’s how crazy my love is
I’m a dedicated romance brother whose been played
Way to many times now I’m resorting to switch blades
So if I say I love you, more than likely I mean it
Next time I write an agreement for stupid trifling reasons
To dare to fight and the screaming a better lifes what I’m seeking
How come bitches now-a-days never try to be decent?
I never even used to use the word bitch
And every chick I ever called it fucking deserved it, they earned it
I’m the type of guy your parents want you to marry
I ain’t no mother fucking mind freak that haunts you who’s scary
But when I’m getting fucked over, that all changes
I get dangerous, my mind turns oh so shameless
And my veins just, pop out my head I’m real anxious
To show you the true definition of what pain is, bitch

(Chorus 2x)
And there are souls who cover up and choose to move further (further)
If I find that you fucking around I swear to God bitch you gon’ be murdered (murdered)
Do you wanna die tonight? Sometimes I don’t really know what’s up with you
But you already knowing that my love is true, been saving it up just for you

SwizZz Ramble

Leave Me Alone CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
[Hook:]
Now, everybody who knows me understands I'm a humble guy
Those who thinking they own me
Just do me a favor, leave me the fuck alone
Leave me the fuck alone, leave me the fuck alone
Leave me the fuck alone, leave me the fuck alone
Just leave me the fuck alone, leave me the fuck alone
Leave me the fuck alone, leave me the fuck alone
Leave me the fuck alone, oooo I regret meeting all of you

[Verse 1:]
Lately how much psychotic stress have you been through
Right now I hate every fucking body including you
I'm on the edge you'll be lucky if you do get through
If I go crazy then this the song I'm a lose it to
Please tell my family and my friends this...
I was never happy to begin with, I actually pretended
To many hands I done lifted, all my life plans got evicted, I'm mad I existed
I'm finally dropping all the shit you motherfuckers hand me
The only girl I ever loved doesn't understand me
Since I was young I tried to be way more than what I can be
And people still never show respect when I demand it
Y'all mentality is fuck me but I don't need nobody but me
Trust me, it don't seem like it but I been living out the matrix
Face it, I'm a lot smarter than you think bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Everyday it's like the same crap
What if I died and never came back
You'd hate that wouldn't you
I'm a put a blade to your neck, push it through
Quit telling me shit that I shouldn't do. Ooooh...
I been blocking my feelings but now I can't hide em
Been looking for God how come I can't find him
Nothing in my fucking world seems to go right
Even though I hate suicide I need to go try
I live my life the way I wanna, I ain't pleasing you
Got a problem I'll fuck you up I got a reason to
Y'all tried to gain my trust saying we believe in you
Then you walking on me after all that we been through
That ain't even cool, now death is what I hope you get
And just remember that I told you this...
We ain't cool, I don't owe you shit
Look what you made of me, now I'm... pshhh...
Matter fact just stay away from me

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
What if I left this world today in this crucial pain that I'm In? (I'm In)
Would you be there at my funeral saying 'oh I loved him' (loved him)
Or maybe, just maybe, you'll be that one nigga that never showed up. (showed up)
I'm about to lose my mind, why must I have it so rough
Listen closely as I'm rapping this
I used to think money brought people happiness
It does but we never think about what happens after it
Since I got it, I started to learn hate, everybody turns fake
Wanting shit like it's there fucking birthday
And that just adds on the stress I'm already dealing with
What am I supposed to let it build and sit
Hell no, since then my fucking balls grew
I said it once and I'll say it again fuck all you

[Chorus]

[STRANGEgeniusAdministrator]

My Christmas CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
[Hook]
Mom, Dad, what did you get me for Christmas? (X2)

[Verse 1: Hopsin]
This year, I'm really not looking forward to Christmas
I'mma wake up really happy, then get pissed cause I ain't get shit
Momma be in the kitchen, cooking burnt ass biscuits
When I look at 'em funny, her ass gon' be like "What is it?"
My friend gon' call me up telling me bullshit that I can't believe
Like "Yo bro, guess what? My mom got me Mercedes keys"
And I'mma lie and be like "Yeah, that shit is great ya see
But to be honest, Christmas is just another day to me"
I'mma be mad cause his parents rich and my parents not
He gets cars, I get pairs of socks
I'm always gettin' treated unfair a lot
This Christmas, I ain't havin' fun
Our tree ain't even real, it's a detachable plastic one
My dad gon' come with his cheap watch that he got me
From the swap meet, and if I ask him if it's real, he'll say "Probably"
Man Dad, do you have no heart? You couldn't get me a go cart
Or a Tyco RC remote control car?
He gon' be like "There you go makin' this noise
I done told yo ass you to old to playin' with toys"
Then my mom gon' walk in the room and start arguin' too
My dad gon' be like "Go woman, nobody talkin' to you"
And I'mma say "Dad you love talking mad shit
But in public you always act like you above causing havoc?
Then I'mma run upstairs, mad as fuck cause I've had it
Probably masturbate while watching Spongebob and Patrick

[Hook]

Ill Mind Of Hopsin 1 CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
In high school, Marcus wasn't a helpful student
He dropped out cause teachers would never help him through it
And if I don't save this rap game who else would do it?
This is my motherfucking world, welcome to it
If you thinking that Hop's wack, then you is hatin'
And what the fuck do my contacts have to do with Satan?
I want a bitch with a bomb ass and some lubrication
A loverboy, you see I'm that but I'm rude and blatant
Now you listen here: I started a movement this year
I will fuck you up if you interfere
You been a queer your whole fuckin' life and I'll kick you into gear
You tryna prove you a lunatic? Ooh, I'm oozing in fear!
You on some sloppy-clown bitch shit: I'll rip your head off
Poke a stick through it, then beat the rest of your body down with it
I start violence, cops come with the loud sirens
Now I have to hop a barbed-wire fence
They find me in the broke down car I had been hidin' in
Homicide is now the charge I'm against
Walk up to the jail cell with the guard I am with
He pushes me in and then the bar slides in
This new age of rappers, all they wanna do is floss, why?
Swearing they're the boss guy, thinking that they're all fly
You, Lil' Wayne, Soulja Boy, this Asher Roth guy
Normally I wouldn't mind, but this time, I've lost mine!
Who the hell is he? The biggest hater that you'll ever meet
White contacts, so you motherfuckers remember me
Lyrics put together so cleverly, you will never be
On my level, I chop all of you rappers to celery
Fake thugs rap like: "I'll let the Glock spit at you
Just got out the pen cause I move how real niggas move"
No, don't lie, cause it hurts when you hear the truth!
You got out the pen and wrote a verse with it, didn't you?
Fuck life, you can't tell me nothin'
I'll shove a knife in your back and leave it poking out through your belly-button
Sir, your daughter wasn't that reluctant
You see this 8-inch dick bulgin' out of my pants? Well, she sucked it
I went to Wal-Mart with a Visa card, bought your wife a leotard
And made her try it on to get my penis hard
I'm pissed enough, I can never find a bitch to fuck
I beat my dick a lot, that's why only my right wrist is buff
I go dumb off of two packs of Now Or Laters
Then fight niggas like I was the black Power Ranger
Head to the lake then wrestle a couple alligators
Then run through the woods butt-naked; so what, pal? It's nature
Why the fuck would I collab wichu?
Yeah you're good friends with Marcus but Hopsin don't wanna rap wichu!
You're full of shit like some ass-tissue
And you're a bitch when you go to studios you bring your dad with you
No! Unacceptable, now watch me wreck the flow
Niggas be hatin' cause I'm ballin just like my testicles
Word is bond, the way I'm on this mic and servin bombs
I might as well have an Osama bin Laden turban on

Ill Mind Of Hopsin 3 CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
They tell me that my vibe is too dark, my eyes are too harsh
That's all I ever hear when I rhyme a few bars
I kinda live a rapper's life, shit, minus two cars
And free girls to fuck, cause were I'm from the hineys do charge
My label hyped me up and told me I had about twelve hits
They lied, cause when my fucking album dropped, I didn't sell shit
Well bitch, you tried to fuck my life up? You nailed it!
Cause you didn't promote my record, and I don't know who the hell did
Shoulda hired Canaquin, yup, Hop is mad again
Just enough to leave your little skull frame hammered in
See, this is what happens when I take that little magic pen
And get to scribbling psychotic lines worth some damaging
I hate to tell you but you are crazy, you were born as a retard baby
And when I come around, you start shaking
Cause you're a bitch who dates hard ladies
With big beards who say, "Arr, matey!"
Yo, Pillow Man the alias Hopsin has been the signature
I'm far from similar to you niggas whose flow is miniature
You'll be diminished for crossing limits on my perimeter
I'm not a gimmick, I'm a committed, demented, sinister
It's Funk Volume, now what?
If you thinkin' that raps officially dead, you haven't found us
We built the movement from the ground up, your sound sucks
And I'mma let you slide, but you're now fucked
It's just reality, you posers done been whack
I hold it down like my boner in gym class
And fuck Wayne, man, I'm doper than his ass
Him, Nicki, and Drake can get thrown over a cliff fast
You got cash? Big whoop-dee-fuckin'-doo!
If I had a knife right now, it would be stuck in you
Yo, you ain't gonna like this corner that you pushed me up into
Cause all you rap about is how you beat the pussy up and ooze
Fuck your fast car, your cheap singing, you keep saying the same shit
While T-Paining and weed banging simply because it's all we hear
Man, look at all these queers
The shit is so watered down I developed soggy ears
Kill me! Shit, I'm waitin' to die, bitches
I hate on all you rappers who made it cause I didn't
And I admit it, man, I ain't gon' bullshit y'all
As long as you walkin' away sayin' that fool spits raw
Yo I'm from the west, I throw up the W and I stay hot
But still ain't mentioned with Nifty Hustle Glasses or Jay Rock
What I gotta do, dig 'Pac up out of his grave spot
And wear his face as a mask to my next show to create props?
People always ask: why do I sound mad?
Cause I ain't gotta girlfriend wit' a round ass
And all my fucking dinners come in a brown bag
How sad, I need a crossroad to get found at
Most rappers be in a six-four
I prefer a big horse, lit torch and a pitchfork
While you out late working ya shift when the kids snore
I'm fucking your wife while the bitch snorts, wearing swim shorts
I got a message on Facebook from some lame guy
And he was like, "Hopsin, dude! I fucking HATE life!
I wanna rap but I have stage fright
And I can barely write, and I never make music that the babes like!
And when I come home from school, I wait 'til late night
And bump your music really super-loud and paint my face white
For real bro, if you just help me dude
I swear to God, I'll do anything you tell me to!"
Whoa, don't hit me up tryna suck my dick!
Cause I'm a guy, and I would rather fuck five chicks
With some plump nice tits and the butt size thick
So I can hit the G-spot that only tough guys hit
So if you hear a rumor that I rape mics, it's true
When I drop RAW, that will be the day I get sued
Damon Elliot, I might as well just say bye to you
Fuck the industry, go out and get Haywire II!

Ill Mind Of Hopsin 4
Check it, I used to be the goofy man you hounded
The Special Ed kid at lunchtime the bitches wouldn’t stand around with
I would jack off so much back at my parents’ house
And now my dick has a permanent imprint of my hand around it
Life was lame, I had to pay money to f-ck a whore
I couldn’t pull a damn anorexic bitch in a tug-o-war
But then I made enough money for me to fund a tour
Now the ladies show me the goodies under their wonderbra
I’m going door to door, with foreign swords
Causing more than war slaying rappers, commercial or horrorcore
So hold your head cause I’mma torture yours, leave them open sores
I promise you it’ll be more than hard to ignore the gore
Hip hop’s dead, and I’m the lucky savior
I’m kinda mad and I don’t wanna pile up the anger
All these no-flow, gimmicky ass fired up behaviors
With wack beats and gap teeth like Tyler the Creator
Motherfucker, you not dope
So you tryna get some attention by cussing and eating a f-cking cockroach?
And Goblin? You get no props on it
It sucks so much I get blowjobs from it
I been told you niggas, “I’m real!”
If you wack and no one’s confronted you on your bullshit, then I will
Hate on me, but you can’t deny skill
I crush all the momentum that you guys build with my eyes sealed
You faggots got me cussing
And only reason you probably buzzing
Is cause you slave as an Illuminati puppet
Y’all really on one, beat it, you’re gone, done
You think real niggas feeling your shit? C’mon son!
I’m the illest and that’s fo’ shizzle
My flow sizzles, yo boy Hop go hard like some cold nipples
You niggas are making it so simple
My swag makes the ladies wave like fat stomachs with bone ripples
I know you niggas wish you could prevent it
Cause I get buck like my Kool Aid’s got way too much sugar in it
You better run like I’m booger flicking
Homie I’ve been good at rapping, now I’m tryna get gooder with it
So I’mma just go beast, and bring that West coast heat
Cause I’ll be damned if you flex on me
The radio is filled with garbage over techno beats
And all these songs about cash are what we just don’t need
Yo, nobody care about how much money you stack
I murder everything I touch, buddy, move back
Got enough guts to sew trash and bust up your fluke act
And leave your fans saying, “How the f-ck does he do that?”
My ranking is vicious, you thinking it isn’t?
Come pay me a visit if you feel that you may be offended
Baby I’m wicked, crazy and sick and with the face of a nimwit
I’ll be calling out names but I ain’t taking attendance
Some bitch was like, “Hop, you got me crying
Cause you said I could call you while you out on tour
Shit and I be trying, I even text you, but you not replying
So when your new shit finally drop, that’s one album I will not be buying
What, You’re too Hollywood? And you don’t even have two minutes?
Ever since you got your buzz, you don’t know how bad you tripping
You went to that ho’s house last night and you said that you didn’t
I seen your pic on Facebook, the skank bitch done tagged you in it”
I got put on with the beasty flow
Now the sluts, they wanna bone when they see me, whoa!
So I must, I take ‘em home, let the wee wee grow
Then I bust from different strokes like the TV show
See when I be coming through kicking it raw, niggas like, “Gee, he’s dope”
If there’s anyone throwing dirt at my name then you know he be toast
For all of you rappers that be bringing me drama, homie please be ghost
The only reason I’m being aggressive is cause we need hope
“Hopsin, I f-cking love you, cause you supply the best rhymes
Since your flow is kinda strange, you should sign with Tech N9ne
You design erect lines, who am I to just lie?
Every single night I play your music right at bedtime
And usually I’m not into dark dick
I wanna do something freaky enough to win your heart with”
I say, “What you wanna do?” She say, “It’s simple, Marcus
I wanna blow it before you put it in like a Nintendo cartridge”
Bitch, I’m hotter than a UV ray
Hotter than the thought of Nicki Minaj naked, making her booty shake
Hot enough to pull up to your show and steal your groupie date
Hot enough to melt the ice cream that’s on Gucci’s face
And now you having hot flashes
All the shit that you ever wanted in one MC, Hop has it
Don’t rap if you do not practice
I cockblock wack shit, now get ready for Knock Madness

[STRANGEgeniusAdministrator]

Bang Bang Boogie CREDIT TO iH3artSatan666
[Hopsin]
Yo, now everybody kept they mouth closed
Stayed on the down low
While you was blabberin’ on ya bullshit rappin’ ‘bout hoes
Now I’mma hit you wit’ the foul flow
How so? I’ll show, so niggas now know that my sound’s dope
How low can I go? Lower than you
I’m vulgar and rude, ya homework is due
You posers are doomed
Go post to ya room
We comin’ up with the ‘cause of misery
Headaches and injuries the minute we on the facility

[SwizZz]
Yo, it’s my turn to put it down for the team
With the glorious lean, stuntin’ when I walk on the scene
I might do a handstand, spin ten eighty degrees – whatever it be
Hop, can you throw me a JEEE?!
I’m focused, no Adderall
Equipped with a bigger sag than Santa Claus
Yeah, I have to ball
You’re not a writer, you’re a tag along
Blown up, push me and I’ll put you in a box left logo

[Chorus]
Ayo, we keep on listenin’ to the same dang rookies (point ‘em out)
I hit ‘em wit’ the bang bang boogie
Ayo, we keep on listenin’ to the same dang rookies (point ‘em out)
So I hit ‘em wit’ the bang bang boogie
Point ‘em out! There they go! (x4)
Ayo, we keep on listenin’ to the same dang rookies (god damn)
So I hit ‘em wit’ the…

[SwizZz]
I pass bars, but I didn’t go to law school
You belong at Home Depot, you’re all tools
I break it down like the swishers in my console
If you’re drinkin’ water, I’mma smack you off that barstool
Now everybody here throw your hands up like a volunteer
Grab a hairy nigga by his fuckin’ beard
Shotgun the beer, get up off the walls
See as at the top, you’re at the bottom like ba-ba-balls
Tell ‘em Hop

[Hopsin]
Yeah, you can tell I’m out
When my new shit drops I should sell a lot
I’m always thinkin’ some type of selfish plot
My flow is sharper then propellers on a hellicop
Who wanna rumble wit’ an ape?
That’s what the hell I thought
You dang pussies get hit wit’ the bang boogie when you ain’t lookin’
And you’ll be layin’ in pain shooken
Wit’ ya brains gushin’
We love stirrin’ up problems, we ‘cause ‘em
Rappers, we boss ‘em
It’s fuckin’ awesome

[Chorus]
Ayo, we keep on listenin’ to the same dang rookies (point ‘em out)
I hit ‘em wit’ the bang bang boogie
Ayo, we keep on listenin’ to the same dang rookies (point ‘em out)
So I hit ‘em wit’ the bang bang boogie
Point ‘em out! There they go! (x4)
Ayo, we keep on listenin’ to the same dang rookies (god damn)
So I hit ‘em wit’ the…

[Hopsin]
When you roamin’ where the misfits prowl
You getting’ hit wit’ the click-click blaow
It’s a senseless style, nigga
It’s just how we get down where we come from
Hit us up if you want some, we’re the dum-dums
Straight up out the 818, homie
We goin’ hard, though
Only ones who reppin’ the fuckin’ Valley who are dope
With the reason the planet turns and the stars float
It’s FV, welcome to our show
SwizZz, GO!

[SwizZz]
Damn Hop, what you wanna rush a little nigga for?
I know you don’t drink, but I’m tryna finish my kut n cold
The 818 is waitin’ patiently for us to blow
‘Cause on the low, we been killin’ since two thousand fo’
F U N K V O L U M E
The people love it, so we keep it funkaay
Here comes the thunder, no Kevin Derant
The bang bang boogie just might leave you where you stand

[Chorus]
Ayo, we keep on listenin’ to the same dang rookies (point ‘em out)
I hit ‘em wit’ the bang bang boogie
Ayo, we keep on listenin’ to the same dang rookies (point ‘em out)
So I hit ‘em wit’ the bang bang boogie
Point ‘em out! There they go! (x4)
Ayo, we keep on listenin’ to the same dang rookies (god damn)
So I hit ‘em wit’ the…
You know I hit ‘em wit’ that…
Damn homie, you hit ‘em with that…
Ayo, we keep on listenin’ to the same dang rookies (god damn)
So I hit ‘em wit’ the…

GMS Ambush CREDIT TO HIGHER LIVING
[Intro]SwizZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

[SwizZz]
Yo born again, fully resuscitated, took a break for a minute
Now I'm back, and I'm anxious ready to cop a squat!
On this mothafucking game don't toss me the toilet
Paper just hand me a list of names, I ain't fucking playing
I wipe my ass with it, then ball it up
Then throw it at your favorite rapper when I'm finished
Is money my incentive? well that's an easy answer, no!
I'm setting the precedence && raising the fucking standards!!
No more bubble gum kettle corn sweet niggas
To settle for I stomp em' dead on the floor fuck a metaphor
You wanna punchline? well my don't jab they blast, and blow minds
Homie come and co-sign, or get left like a southpaw doubt does kill don't let it be your downfall
Not a square I will not come around y'all
Since I'm "IT" I might just have to clown y'all
Unfortunately for my opposition I put my degree on hold to place my dream in for wishin
No more lecture halls no more over priced tuition just a microphone a beat
And a fifth of jack and i'm ??????
Whats up? I reached your peak, and I just barley started
Your not a blood your wearing red because you work at target
Don't act dumb you smell that kush in the glove compartment girls basketballs a joke well I'mma L.A. spark it, yes! correct me if I'm wrong now
A lot of rappers promoted just don't belong out
I listen to the radio, and have to turn it down you are only in rotation
Cause your backed by money pal, it's only so long fake thugs can pretend
Thank you for the knowledge Nas, and that I will defend
The more you niggas suck the easier for me to rise yes you can make it rain
But you will not withstand the landslide
My word is what I stand by message first niggas
Cash second I'm the truth so I hurt niggas
Your not hard body your soft as nerf nigga
You see my blinkers on cause yes I'm turnt nigga!
My swag is on 1, 3, 5 I'm an odd little creature with creepy eyes
I admit I'mma flirt tell your girl I said hi
But don't worry if she text me I will not reply
Settle down player I don't wanna take your girl
I'm on a greater mission spitting bars, and tryna shake the world
Living simply swiggin whisky till I fucking hurl
And getting blown climbing trees hanging with the squirrels
Do you, and I'mma do me for sure though
I rep the wild west like a cowboy Romo
My father is black but my mamas white as snow
Though my niggas say they hyphy but my dudes say there stoked bro
Of course I'm on I'm murdering verses on every song
Just take a big rip from the gravity bong
And put your mentality where it belongs
You rappers are wack, and be slacking to long
The angle your taking is wrong
The music your making has lowered the bar
And the fans have been fooled all along
The seasons changing, and it's our time to bloom
Add these in the house like a damn dining room
I'm setting like the table bout to lick my plate clean
Welcoming all the beef cause I could use the protein.

Hard In The Paint CREDIT TO ih3artSatan666
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 ????? 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.

[i]Kush CREDIT TO Ih3artSatan666
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

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