Ill Mind Of Hopsin 4 Lyrics w/ Official Video by Hopsin
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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 at my parents' house
And now my dick has a permanent imprint of my hand around it
Life is lame, I had to pay money to fuck a whore
I couldn't pull a damn anorexic bitch in a tug of war
But then I made enough money for me to (??thunder tour??)
Now the ladies show me the goodies under their wonderbra
I'm going to door to door, with foreign source
Causing more than wars slaying rappers, commercial or horrorcore
So hold your head cuz I'mma torture yours and leave them open soars
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 want a pile up the janger
All these loco gimmicky ass fired up behaviors
With whack beats and gap teeth like Tyler the Creator
Motherfucker, you not dope
So you trying to get some attention by cussing and eating a fucking cockroach?
And Goblin? You got no props on it
It sucks so much I get blowjobs from it
I been told you niggas, "I'm real!"
If you whack and no one's confronting on your bullshit, then I will
Hate on me but you can't deny skill
I crush all the momentum that you build with my eyes sealed
You faggots got me cussing
And only reason you probably buzzing is cuz you slay past the Illuminati puppet
Y'all really on one
Beat it, you're gone, done
You think real niggas feeling your shit? Come on, son
I'm the illest and that's fo shizzle
My flow sizzles, yo boy hot, 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
Cuz I get fucked 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 trying to get gooder with it
So I'mma just go beast, and bring that West Co-Z
Cuz I'll be damned if you flex on me
The radio is filled with garbage over techno beats
And all these songs about cash that 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 (???trash???) and bust up your fluke act
And leave your fans saying, "How the fuck does he do that?"
My ranking is vicious. You thinking it isn't?
Can 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, "How've you got me cryin?
Cuz you called me when you were out on tour, shit, and I've been trying
I even text you, but you not replying
So when your new shit finally drop, that's one album that I will not be buying
What? You're too Hollywood, and you don't even have two minutes?
Ever since you got your push, 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 a 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 with 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, please be (??dosed??)
Only reason why I'm being aggressive is cuz we need ho
"Hopsin, I fucking love you, cuz 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 (???) dick
I wanna do something freaky to win your heart with."
I say, "What you wanna do?" She say, "It's simple, Marcus
I wanna blow it then 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 you ever wanted in an emcee, I has it
Don't rap if you do not practice
I cockblock whack shit, now get ready for lock madness
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