Hopsin
Funk Volume
Come on
Keep sleepin' on me
Hollywood-ass rappers
Bitch-ass females
That's enough to make a nigga flip
I erupt like a bomb
So give up the baton
I slap you after bustin' a fuckin' nut in my palm
Why you muggin' me like something was wrong
Just take a puff of the bong
And let me leave your mind corrupt from this song
See you can't stop me
'Cause I'mma brainwash teens
And create false dreams
'Cause it pays off clean
I'm just an idiotic ironic symbolic illuminatic product
That's gonna be killed if I talk about it
This industry business is all screwed up
I have no favorite rapper because all you suck
I sever the weakest niggas who not on my pedigree
'Cause on a tombstone it's as hard as their name will ever be
I'm 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 ain't killing 'em off
So listen
I sag my pants until my ass shows
I even slap hoes
Bitch
Yeah I'm an asshole
Your parents hate me
'Cause I love you
So?
Tell 'em I said, "Fuck you."
Yeah I said, "Fuck you."
I snuck in Drake's house when he was alone inside
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 'til it broke his spine
Lately I've been fuckin' pissed off (why?)
'Cause everybody's saying 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 (boss)
I don't play with this rap shit
I got no life, I stay in the attic
Fuck a rap career, I'm waiting to smash it
Soulja Boy, you got a corny flow (true)
So you can suck my fuckin' dick through a glory hole
I'm just being me
What you tryna hate for?
All you niggas is faker than Lupe Fiasco claiming he skateboards
Yeah right, that nigga can't even ollie
Push him away on the dolly
Not even Satan can't stop me (what)
I sag my pants until my ass shows
I even slap hoes (bitch)
Yeah I'm an asshole
And your parents hate me
'Cause I love you
So?
Tell 'em I said, "Fuck you."
Yeah I said, "Fuck you."
I'm probably the sickest motherfucker who don't get recognized
Eazy-E's wife's life somewhere now jeopardized
She signed me and I was set aside
For like three and a half years
I don't think I remember why
I'm fucking dope and this is my reward
That's wacker than the five hundred dollars you signed me for
Eazy's dead now
Yeah the label's finally yours
Too bad he never knew that you were just a grimy whore
You can't maintain what Eric built (nah)
I know he's in his grave turning like a Ferris wheel
Don't think you're cool just 'cause you inherit mills
Shit
Bitch bare the skills
I'm Hopsin, I spit shit so unfair and real
I got some deep dark issues within
All because you lied and tried to pretend you're a friend
Fuck Ruthless, bitch I never lend you a hand
And I'mma make sure nobody ever sign with you again
You know why?
I sag my pants until my ass shows
I even slap hoes
Bitch
Yeah I'm an asshole
And your parents hate me
'Cause I love you
So?
Tell 'em I said, "Fuck you."
Yeah I said, "Fuck you."
