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Leave Me Alone lyrics - Hopsin

[Chorus:]

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.

[Chorus]

[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.

[Chorus]

[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)

Low-Key lyrics - Hopsin

Stuntin' like a maniac, in the strip club blowin' 80 racks (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)

Stuntin' like a maniac, in the streets nigga where the ladies at (I'm way too low-key for that)

Stuntin' like a maniac, ask niggas bitch I got my paper stacked (I'm too low-key for that)

Yeah stuntin' like a maniac hold up (Somebody better let 'em know, I'm too low-key for that)

Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah

Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)

My foot is on the gas though

Got my hat low, still an asshole, yeah ho (I'm not too low-key for that)

Nigga I just do what I does, what's up

What it do, what's up, what it do

You're blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro

It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)

I'll admit my last few years have been kinda rusty

Have I been beating myself up, in my mind I must be

I slowed down, watching my peers as they rise above me

'Cause rap's a leap of faith except nobody ties the bungee

These times are ugly

I'm close to my midlife, the crisis haunts me

Calm on the surface but inside I'm grumpy

If I was comfy, I'd say "fuck rap", because life is complete

Surprise I'm hungry, rappers looking like fries and lunch meat

Damn you got the hoes, you got a grill, you making mills huh (Huh)

When you be flexing you looking so icy that I get the chills son (Huh)

I seen you pull up in your whip and you stopped but somehow the wheels spun (Damn)

Who is the plug for the drugs? Tell me where you get the pills from

I heard you came from the real slums

What the fuck you gon' do when your deal's done?

Nigga the day that you fizzle out will come

If you think it ain't comin' you're real dumb

That ain't a bag you made off your talent

That is a label allowance

And we gon' see in the end if you really could pay off the balance, bitch (I'm too low-key for that)

Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah

Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)

My foot is on the gas though

Got my hat low, still an asshole, yeah ho (I'm not too low-key for that)

Nigga I just do what I does, what's up

What it do, what's up, what it do

You're blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro

It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)

I could care less about expensive gold chains

I'm gettin' more plays from spittin' propane

Bitch this is no game

I don't fuck with hoes who hang with rappers and want fame

Fuck the swaggy shit now I'm livin' like it's the old days

So pack your bags you had your chance this might be the

Avalanche that wipes it up

I'm back to rockin' baggy pants and wife beaters

Bitch your time is up

This my master plan and lightning struck

Don't get caught in fires that my ashy hands is writing up

Been had the fucking game on lock

Been had my pesos copped

Been plottin' deeply tryna take your spot

I can't erase those thoughts, my drive is something that these fakes don't got

Their vision blurry tryna chase those thots

You tryna do it independent but you ain't no Hop

The indie valedictorian, bitch, my grades don't drop

Quit tryna move me

Beast mode is where my mind is usually

Y'all focused on Louis Vuitton and Gucci, I told you (I'm too low-key for that)

Niggas on the bad slope, finna crash woah

Tryna show the hoes the cash flow (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)

My foot is on the gas though

Got my hat low, still an asshole, yeah ho (I'm not too low-key for that)

Nigga I just do what I does, what's up

What it do, what's up, what it do

You're blowin' all your money on the hoes and the cars bro

It's all dope, but we all know (Nigga I'm too low-key for that)

Nigga I'm too low-key for that

I'm way too low-key for that

Nigga I'm too low-key for that

Nigga I'm too low-key for that

Lucifer Effect lyrics - Hopsin (with 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 want to 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, my brain is not insane but I'm insane if you know what I'm saying, Lucifer! I swear this is not my fault.

[Verse 1:]

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, cause you know they'll buy it, they don't like the good, there in love with the bad side, like how many niggas you don't clap last night, and how many chicks you hit from the back side, how many keys do you need to get your cash right, ya, 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 want to 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, my brain is not insane but I'm insane if you know what I'm saying, Lucifer! I swear this is not my fault.

[Verse 2:]

If it's not yours, whose fault is it, my brain's a nice home with a rude dog in it, ya 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, cause 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 want to 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, my brain is not insane but I'm insane if you know what I'm saying, Lucifer! I swear this is not my fault.

This ain't my fault, hip-hop made me do it, lose it, now my whole fucking life is ruined.

Just cause you don't do the same shit they do, you wanna break rules, and run around tryna blame who, me hip-hop I fucking tried to save you, now you acting like I never even tried.

Hop, oh so your that nigga hip-hop, I should bomb on 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.

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.

See now motherfucker you're kidding me, your opinion really doesn't mean shit to me, cause I could murk any beat on any day, rumor has it that your ass is dead anyway.

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

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.

Then if I got this shit backwards, then all of the above will be irrelevant to you trying too hard to be a thug, you tryna blame me for shit that I didn't do, maybe this game isn't meant for you.

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 want to 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, my brain is not insane but I'm insane if you know what I'm saying, Lucifer! I swear this is not my fault.

Not Like You lyrics - Merkules & Hopsin

[Merkules:]

Can I get a moment of silence, please?

This is for everybody that said

We wouldn't be exactly where we are right now, hahahaha

Ever since the age of twelve, I been feeling kinda off like I ain't myself

Even though I know my parents tried to raise me well

I Ignored the stairway to heaven and took the gates to hell

I tried to tell these motherfuckas they should brace themselves

Or I'll start killing 'em softly like I'm Dave Chappelle

Never take an L

I know you think you safe for now

Until I bring it to your door like a paper route

I really been on my A-Game

They bring up my name saying I fell off?

I don't really think it's the same thing

There's something that I noticed though the more that I gain fame

These same lames hatin' find it hard to maintain

I ain't playin', every other rapper should vacate

I'll promise you our brain waves don't work the same way

I'm a cross between a pit bull, German Shepherd and Great Dane

I gain weight from eating Instrumentals like Shake Bake

I got a lotta people countin' on me and the industry tryna figure out how to stop me

I got married to the game and swore to matrimony

But if we ever break up, there is no alimony

'Cause I remember eating hot-dogs and macaroni

Now it's 20,000 a show when I'm in California

If you claim you the best, then you have to show me

It's 2021, welcome to the pandemonium, you bitch you (Have you lost your fuckin' mind?)

They tell me that I'm sick in the head

But maybe I'm just not like you (Not like you)

I'm obsessed with the taste of revenge

So they're worried 'bout what I might do (I might do)

I don't wanna my lose my sanity (Sanity)

No matter what I do, I can't break free

I don't wanna my lose my sanity (Sanity)

No matter what I do, I can't break free

[Hopsin:]

And I'm at war with myself simultaneously

Soaked from all of the clouds and rain above me

'Til my world becomes a storm drain and floods deep

Fuck every one of you lames who judge me

You be making sure that my image painted ugly

Thanks for nothing, rage is bubbling, veins are busting

Maybe your bitterness is the case, it must be (Alright)

I don't really deal with the soft type

Brace the wrath, you about to feel when the boss strikes

Take the path opposite of here where the fog lies

Or you could be put in a situation and call Christ

Lord Jesus, war seems to soar deep

Towards a force that's more pleasing

More niggas, more reasons

To let the animal go that's inside of me when I roar

Please, just don't get caught up in this chaos

If ever you see me pissed as fuck, then just lay off

The high road trips are rough and I may not

I'm a bit of a prick, a chump, a dick, ain't I?

I ain't tryna diss you punks on my day off

Y'all niggas interrupting my seance

Listen, I'm the missing puzzle piece, bitch quit buggin' me

I'm sick as fuck with these crayons

[Merkules:]

They tell me that I'm sick in the head

But maybe I'm just not like you (Not like you)

I'm obsessed with the taste of revenge

So they're worried 'bout what I might do (I might do)

I don't wanna my lose my sanity (Sanity)

No matter what I do, I can't break free

I don't wanna my lose my sanity (Sanity)

No matter what I do, I can't break free

Origin Story lyrics - Hopsin (feat. The Future Kingz)

Open your eyes

I'ma tell you a story, how I manifested this in my Momma's basement

I was complacent, 'till I seen the light and I thought I gotta taste it

See, they didn't know me as the man you know now, I was Hop with the braces

Now I'm the real deal, with the ill will, I'm not with the game, bitch

Little did you know, way before a nigga was popping, all that I can cop was some noodles

Too broke, to ever go out the places that you go

The frugal lifestyle threw me into a new mode

Deadly problems as heavy sumo wrestlers

It was brutal, begging to get approval

Had me thinking, "Shit, am I ever going to get my kudos?"

I couldn't be a quitter, the destination was too close

But I was a loser, no one there for me

Shit, I had the aura of Morty, boy, I was corny, every single whore'd ignore me

Lord, I was horribly damaged, and now it became my fucking origin story (Look at me)

Yeah, nigga, I'm Heath Ledger as Joker

That boy Hop is a beast, never approach him

I'll leave any MC left for the vultures

Act up, nigga, the beef and it'll be over

Word is bond, my verse is born from rainy days, the pen and pad is my first response

I then become a beacon in which the earth revolves

As meditated before you know it the burden is gone

My world's beyond most, my legacy unfolds, to be John Doe doesn't come with the key I hold

And we all know, there's moments I could be y'all hope

To get you through chaotic dimensions that we all go

And as I fully unload emotions, I feel lost

Get my hopes up for fame was the real cause

It's like I thought getting my hands on a Lambo and how crazy the fans go will heal scars

But I'm still the same old me, same old insecurities, and they won't leave I hear a voice saying, "Marcus, to make your peace, you got to surrender your ego and pay your fees"

Pray for me

Pray for me

I said, "Pray for me"

I'm so exausted for living that way

I just want these things to heal no more pain

Let me tell you a story, about how I built an empire from ideation

I ain't need no persuasion, just a pen and a pad with my ideas racing

I remember them days when I thought negative friends were my permanent placement

But they didn't embrace me, so I severed the ties and got back to the basics

Well, way to be optimistic, we made it all this way without a pot to piss in

All the ones that told us we should stop, we ditched them

Karma a bitch, you all should have stopped and listen

Day one homies was the same ones phony, now we get them in the drive thru washing dishes

Cancel culture got the people mad sadistic

Bad bandit business, we done went from rags to riches

All that bullshit for the birds, you only as good as your word

That's why I own all of my masters, Is motion on all of my verve

All my opponents discouraged

In case they're on fire, though work is for hire, the word is inspiring

My [?], friends don't go slide every time like it's down to the wire, cause I ain't got nowhere to hide

Full clip on my intellect tech with extendo, forget what these niggas expect

Thinking that I end up like my daddy at best, my ascension is imperative and evident, yes

Start a war can get your spirits in checks, slap the bitch out you niggas

Snap ya ligaments next

Let my door down, that's infinite stress

So I won't let you drown, we the only ones left, look

All the cries when I begged and I pleaded

Fell on death and fears when my wounds started bleeding

Ran out of reasons to live, I realized in the end that our friendship was all that I needed

[?] cold showers

Couldn't throw in the towel, I'm no coward

Slow problems, all the blood, sweat and tears

And as I stand with my peers, the globe's ours

Pray for me

Pray for me

I said, "Pray for me"

I'm so exausted for living that way

I just want these things to heal no more pain

Just to find myself again, during low tides, I'm compelled to win (I have to)

I looked in the eyes of God and his face, I held my sins (Oh, no)

Told him, "Don't mind the blood on my hands, I swear it's self-defense" (He laughed)

But he knew I was lying, deep in my heart I felt revenge

Picasso lyrics - Hopsin

Hollywood, Hollywood, oh, how I fuckin' love you

I cannot seem to breakthrough from this curse that I've been stuck to

I came in as a lil' man, but now my fuckin' nuts grew

Today's the days our ties are finally cut loose, fuck you

Uh-oh, it's my triflin' ass

Pullin' up like, "Hi guys, I'm back"

Goddamn, nigga, I'm so up that I can't get down, gotta skydive from that (Yikes)

Won't see the day I might relax, I ain't never been a nice guy, in fact

Y'all wishin' I would try nicer raps

Sorry, I ain't got the right mind for that (Uh-uh)

Look how cold he is, pimpin' just like H-O-V is

Y'all are Beyoncé and my rhymes stay inappropriate

This is just how my show begins

If you hatin', come blow me then

Fuck you, here's some petroleum

Give me my clout, you owe me it (Yeah)

Whoa!

Niggas better duck and run for cover like it's fuckin' Iraq (Stay down, nigga)

I'm pullin' a nigga from your ass, you ain't even die yet (Oh no)

I've been headin' up the ladder longer, never was a time I hit the climax (Yikes)

Your career's goin' bye-bye, it's ironic you don't got a bypass (Yeah)

Niggas know that I've been ill, man, the whole time that I've been here

I done made a fortune like ten mil' from the paper lines that my pen fills

And if I don't spit it, my kids will

I'm low key, but a big deal

Hoes see me and they freeze up

That's why they all on my dick still

They tell me I'm too hostile, I am Picasso

Bitches like, "Remember me from high school?" Nah, ho

Came up in this shit killin' niggas with the hot flow

Y'all ain't got a fuckin' thing on Hop

Whoa!

Boy, you better rock slow

Who am I? I'm Picasso

Take the high road

ASAP 'cause I ain't liable for no nigga (Nope)

I'm fuckin' hitters in the cosmos

Got it locked, though

Bitch, I'm Pablo Picasso (Mhm)

I've been told the new game plan's to make bullshit for the new wave's fans

That you can't populate, so you take xans, and flex on the 'Gram like you do make bands

What?! (Oh no)

They like, "Fuck boom bap rap, you can't win

Save that shit for the Wu-Tang Clan"

That's when I bust in like the Kool-Aid man (Yeah!)

Look, I ain't the nigga who pullin' up tryna get shine by how much the Rollie glow (Nah)

I'm here to rain on parades, my sinister ways to fuck up the rodeo

I do my shows and hoes be losin' control like I was the Holy Ghost (Stop)

When I deliver the penis it lies in the mouth, she call it Pinocchio

Mmm, man, who want war with me?

Bitch, I torture beats

I've been born to beast

Still I abort MCs

Oh, so horribly

Dog, your corpse'll be

Right on the floor with these

Feet that I'll stomp you out with

This my house, bitch, and you can't afford the lease (Watch out)

Whoa!

Fuck all that Hollywood shit

Over half of you not even lit that be riding my dick

I got no problem with this

I come through and your body get slit

I could hardly resist

Nigga, my hobby is pissin' on anyone I can offend

I got no friends

Whoever thinkin' they hot, go and tell 'em, nobody's convinced (Hmm)

They tell me I'm too hostile, I am Picasso

Bitches like, "Remember me from high school?" Nah, ho

Came up in this shit killin' niggas with the hot flow

Y'all ain't got a fuckin' thing on Hop

Whoa!

Boy, you better rock slow

Who am I? I'm Picasso

Take the high road

ASAP 'cause I ain't liable for no nigga (Nope)

I'm fuckin' hitters in the cosmos

Got it locked, though

Bitch, I'm Pablo Picasso

Rock slow

Who am I? I'm Picasso

Take the high road

ASAP 'cause I ain't liable for no nigga (Nope)

I'm fuckin' hitters in the cosmos

Got it locked, though

Bitch, I'm Pablo Picasso

Rebirth lyrics - Hopsin

Behold

Ayy, niggas got me fucked up (what's up, uh huh)

Don't be talking all that shit

If you ain't with that shit I'm with, nigga I said

Ayy, y'all got me fucked up (uh huh)

Don't be talking all that shit

If you ain't with that shit I'm wit

Yeah, amen blow a kiss to God (talk to em)

Nigga this flows bane is against the law

You want payback shit I wouldn't risk the charge

Tell me who's throne finna get pissed upon

I'm from the land where the teenage kids are lost

I got sticks for the beef like a shish kebab

So nigga don't ask why I'm so twisted dawg

You wanna be me? Better get your dick enlarged, come on

Hip hip hurrah, it's the dawn Hop the biscuits done popped

This shit non stop, Em and Pac hybrid with vengeance on top

Nigga I ain't no shit? You thrift at pawn shops

Look I done blew up more than I should deserve

Maybe it's my cold and odd demeanour

You can not avoid the Hopsin rebirth

Niggas can't destroy my dollars either (no)

Ether, bitch if you don't know who I am, research (talk your shit, Google)

I tell a ho I'm considerate but I hope she understand, me first

Ain't having your way then it gon' change that's a no brainer haha

Your radical stage ain't having no place in my face praise to Allah

They really hate it when the bad guy cheesin'

Might as well be carrying a bat like Negan

I do what I do, never liked you, hated high school everyday in class I cheated (haha)

If you mad when I pass by gleaming, nigga you just walking in the path I peed in

My name got a new transpired meaning

Find new fucked shit to gaslight me with

Ayy, niggas got me fucked up (what's up, uh huh)

Don't be talking all that shit

If you ain't with that shit I'm with, nigga I said

Ayy, y'all got me fucked up (uh huh)

Don't be talking all that shit

If you ain't with that shit I'm wit

White contacts, yeah I still be on that

Back back I'm the barer of bad news

No straightjacket, I'm tearing the straps loose

And I light up any nigga I carry the match to (that shit fire)

Still reaping the PCR never appease me you stepping in faeces right now (that's shit)

You get left in the D.C.'s while begging me please please inevitably so pipe down (shut up)

Amigo but don't ask how I stack my C-notes (why not?)

I get a kick out of eating these beats though so the only way to define it is Aikido (hi-yah)

Oh he nasty with it and he different motherfuckers can't admit it jabs is hitting hard he be slamming niggas he remind me of Popeye with his can of spinach (ah guh-gu-gu-gu-gu-gu)

Nigga, I got a flow that'll leave most folks embarrassed (nigga)

If you don't wanna carry no burden don't compare (don't do it)

If I ever dissed you I meant that when I wrote them lyrics

My ex and my side ho paired up 'cause they both impaired

You witnessing a live apocalypse with a force like five rhinoceroses

No record of a surviving hostage

I'm colossus who breaking inside the cockpit turning pilots to lifeless objects (Keep goin')

If you nice then I'm twice the hot shit rivals off the hype from all

It's chaos I know it's due to the prices cost

'Cause with Hopsin niggas hope Price get called yeah

Ayy, niggas got me fucked up (what's up, uh huh)

Don't be talking all that shit

If you ain't with that shit I'm with, nigga I said

Ayy, y'all got me fucked up (uh huh)

Don't be talking all that shit

If you ain't with that shit I'm wit

I said, ayy, niggas got me fucked up (what's up, uh huh)

Don't be talking all that shit

If you ain't with that shit I'm with, nigga I said

Ayy, y'all got me fucked up (uh huh)

Don't be talking all that shit

If you ain't with that shit I'm wit

Behold

Simon Says (Freestyle) lyrics - Hopsin

Yeah, niggas better lay low, I swear this ain't no game bro

Asking for blessings won't prevent you from being preyed on

See I ain't underground or commercial, I'm in the grey zone

I had bars back when Verizon was making payphones

Niggas say that Hop fell off, I'm yelling "How, stupid?"

Y'all ain't never eating but verbally making bowel movements

Better bow, you in the presence of wild coon shit

Fuck y'all, you gave me the mic knowing I'll lose it

My style's too sick, boy I've been programmed with pro raps

All these niggas' tinder as fuck but still no match

I'm a nice guy but when I'm in front of the notepad

It's fuck it, dawg, off with his head, shit it'll grow back

How you claim to be ill when your career ain't never seen a sequel

Niggas ain't playing you in they Beats Pill

I could touch lives through the speaker, 3D skills

Stop it boy, I'm on a roll like TV film

I remember niggas didn't fuck with me, dawg

The tables turned, now we're even, damn, what are the odds?

There must be a God, you fuck with the ugliest broads

Your hands out, it better be for a lovely applause

Otherwise do not bother

Undercover Prodigy, how could I not prosper?

I am the godfather, style's beyond proper

Fuck you little lame ass wannabe Hop bloggers mooching off Hop's dollars

You niggas ain't shit, you wish you were shot callers

So y'all can get fucked like I do at massage parlors

I'm in and out the Matrix, shit I utilize both

The Grim reaper, you and I know

Will you survive? No

Once this whack MCs find out I crucify souls

They'll be calling the number on Logic's suicide song

Single On Singel lyrics - Hopsin (feat. Adriana Aslani)

Does he feel like home to you?

I need to know

Does he feel like home to you?

I need to know

Does he feel like home to you?

Yeah, met you in the Netherlands, Purmerend, just to be exact

Every day through out the week that passed, we would chat

Girl, I really needed that

I used to always hope that we would be a match

And reenact a love movie scene in fact

See, my heart - you had a fucking key to that

And I was close to saying: "I don't need it back"

But I know there's always got be a catch (Yes)

Still I'd Uber you to Jordaan

Every single day we spending more time, no denying I was yours and you were mine

I would fuck you looking into your eyes

Pussy gave me more life, that's facts

You was working mobile on your laptop

And during lunch, you would throw that ass back

Girl, I love your style and you're honest

Plus you got the fucking smile of a goddess

I was like, "I want it now! ", I'm on a fucking cloud in heaven

Coming down isn't promised

You was damn near living at my loft, we was lost in the sauce, aw yeah

Everything I wanted it was all here

After that you hit me with a small fear, you was telling me you want to go to Spain on a holiday

Yeah, I was cool with it, I ain't go

I was here house shoppin' in the 'Dam, girl, I was too busy

So you caught a solo flight to Malaga

I just knew my motherfucking time was up

When you left, one week turned to two, two weeks turned to three, I'm out of luck

I won't lie, pain start to burn in me

I was walking through the city worrying

Then you facetimed me and told me that you met a nigga and you won't return to me

Ah shit, plot twist, is it real life?

All the sudden shit just doesn't feel right

Deep down I know that you are still mine

Tell me, baby, does he feel like...

Home to you?

I need to know

Does he feel like home to you?

I need to know

Does he feel like home to you?

I gotta know (I gotta know)

Am I still on your mind? (Or not?)

I need to know

Does he feel like home to you?

Is that man your home?

Is he really worth your time?

I need to know (Girl, stop)

Does he feel like home to you?

Fuck! Now I'm all alone

Single on Singel, with a microphone

Singing 'mo jingles, feeling all blue

'Cause' it ain't gon' be no more "me & you"

Now you saying: "We can still be friends though"

I'm already knowing how the plan go

Don't go making promises you can't hold

It's just not a question, you ain't gotta stress it

But you stopped the texting like your hand broke

Although you wanna have your cake and eat it, too

You just know he ain't gonna let you have both

Now you only hit me when your man gone

When he home he going through your damn phone

See my name using it as ammo, flipping on you like a fucking asshole

Saying, "You ain't nothing but a rap ho!"

And you said he jealous of my cash flow

'Cause I sag my motherfucking pants low

Plus I'm going places that he can't go

So you had to ghost me, slowly

Just to maintain ya new nigga

You figured that would be the best way to walk away without me feeling too bitter

And I swear to God I ain't roastin'

Listen close, here's what I notice

You're impulsive, even more than most chicks

Everyone around you know this

I ain't trippin' 'cause you met a new dude

Girl, do you? That's fine

Shit you got me tripping 'cause you only call when the nigga hurt you and you crying

Now you out of luck in Spain, living with a man who drives you insane

Everything that you and I had is changed

Now I'm just your therapist when it rains

Ah shit, plot twist, is it real life?

All the sudden is like nothin' feels right

I wonder if you wishing you were still mine

Tell me, baby, does he feel like...

Home to you?

I need to know

Does he feel like home to you?

I need to know

Does he feel like home to you?

I gotta know (I gotta know)

Am I still on your mind? (Or not?)

I need to know

Does he feel like home to you?

Is that man your home?

Is he really worth your time?

I need to know (Girl, stop)

Does he feel like home to you?

So Unfair lyrics - Hopsin

You're so unfair for taking control of me

You must not know how angry I can get

You run away, you're draining my soul from me

You must not know how angry I can get

Been taking advantage of ya

The fuckin' planet sucks man its rough

Stress can really hold me back and it does

My haters ending up right position the fight intention

That seems to make life a mission to get through

My story might seem a little crazy but it's true

I front on the public like shits cool

As if I had a meal to eat, I'm approached by a million freaks

Assuming fame is pleasure but that ain't quite how it feels to me

I changed a lot from the times I used to grab a pen and average in 4 or 5 verses a day

Damn it's been a while since I've been that hungry

How did I let the industry strip that from me

Things don't get that sunny

I put a lot of work in but I don't get back money

I had a decent label who would never risk crap from me

I feel trap mentally, shit the game has not got the best of me

Aggressively killing my personal life, can I rest in peace?

You're so unfair for taking control of me

You must not know how angry I can get

You run away, you're draining my soul from me

You must not know how angry I can get

The Old Us lyrics - Hopsin

I know this is super random

We done had our ups and downs and I done threw some tantrums

I honestly care about you way more than you could fathom

And God knows I ain't lyin', if only you could ask Him

I know you think our happiness just comes and goes in occasions

When I leave Earth, I wanna be frozen in place

With a rose in a case full of love notes I wrote for the days I got to be next to you

That's how I feel and no one can change it, but

I gotta get this tension off of my chest

'Cause everyday I feel a constant regret

Now I can reflect to see the issues we never dissolved and suppressed

I guess it's only right that karma was next

And I'ma be open and honest with you, your absence is causing the stress

I wish the pain I feel would lay inside a coffin and rest

And it's only you who can soften my flesh

But still you run me in circles and lately you ain't been responding to texts

And now my only option is to act like I don't fucking need you

I bottle up the pain although the bottle's fucking see-through

I pray to God and wish that we could wash it up and re-do

Guess every love story just ain't got a fucking sequel

I just need to know if you feel the same

Why can't we kill the games and reconcile?

I know you still afraid, we both stuck

There's no trust, we gave our souls up the moment love had approached us, but-

Can we go back to the old us?

'Cause I just don't fuck with this new you

Lately you ain't showin' no love

You act like I never knew you

We need to stop the games right now

Let's stop the games, baby

I need you to ease the pain right now

I need you to keep it real with me, my love

Can we go back to the old us?

'Cause I just don't fuck with this new you

Lately you ain't showin' no love

You act like I never knew you

We need to stop the games right now

Let's stop the games, baby

I need you to ease the pain right now

I need you to keep it real with me, my love

Can we back to the old us?

On my end there was mistakes made, I had too much pride to take blame

The moment my fame came, my ways changed

I couldn't stay sane and started making our sunny days rain

And even though my life has moved on, our history's too strong to forget

I won't pretend I ain't stained

And if you open up my fucking chest and take a look in my heart

I swear to God you gon' see yo' engraved name

How you gon' leave me hanging?

How you gon' leave me achin'?

I never did get my closure, so how you gon' mediate it?

How you gon' be when Zade is old enough to understand that his daddy isn't around?

How we gon' be relatin'?

And I just want my family on track, that's the plan we both had

Shit is sad because I'm askin' for a chance we don't have

I fucking love you

And I just had to grab my notepad just to write a song for you saying-

Can we go back to the old us?

'Cause I just don't fuck with this new you

Lately you ain't showin' no love

You act like I never knew you

We need to stop the games right now

Let's stop the games, baby

I need you to ease the pain right now

I need you to keep it real with me, my love

Can we go back to the old us?

'Cause I just don't fuck with this new you

Lately you ain't showin' no love

You act like I never knew you

We need to stop the games right now

Let's stop the games, baby

I need you to ease the pain right now

I need you to keep it real with me, my love

Can we go back to the old us?

I'm sorry

Tracey's Stalker lyrics - Hopsin

Girl you should feel like somebody's watching YOU

you ain't got no privacy

Girl you should feel like somebody's watching YOU

don't be tryin to hide from me

You make my life so wack one day my mind gonna snap blow up like nitro gas call me a psychopath yeah I'm just like

your dad except I don't need the alcohol to make me pull a scream mask on and give your house a call and I don't

give a fuck about the law cuz you wont have fingers to dial up the cops just enough time I saw I had enough of you

and thats about it you make me so mad I don't get angry I cry and laugh about it I'm not the one to sit at your house

every other day thats knockin at your front door real hard then runs away I'm the one with the fucking blade the one

thats at your front door makeing your ass scream (Put The Gun Away) and I'm the one up on your roof thats right with

a new flashlight watching the shit you do at night and I don't care if you ain't cool wit it ill cut your face off

stitch it on me and murder bitches so they think that you did it.

Girl you should feel like somebody's watching YOU

you ain't got no privacy

Girl you should feel like somebody's watching YOU

don't be tryin to hide from me

Oh You Think that I be creepy look out your window bitch you'll probable see me and get your fuckin face shot wit

bee bees I'm from ghetto I know how to mug you show up on the spot and cut you and if I beat your ass its cause I love you.

you fail to see that oh I'm clingy don't be telling me that your kissing him damn right its a jealousy act

I'd rather fuck with you instead of relax and when I'm done you can bet that ill be back bitch defending my path is

way crazy you make me stay angry you gonna be in love with me (ok baby) I don't wanna turn this into precious disaster

I wanna live happyly ever after chillin wit hella laughter. but you like the man thats on crack the shit led to the mack

you lucky that you didn't get hit in the head wit a bat. I'm already knowing I'm sorta psycho but you will never find another

dude that loves you more then I do.

Girl you should feel like somebody's watching YOU

you ain't got no privacy

Girl you should feel like somebody's watching YOU

don't be tryin to hide from me

I used to make you nice ol' songs now it's the psycho songs

'cause I'm the guy you don't like know more

I used to be a nice guy years ago, now you made me miserable

I had to put this shit up on a track to let these niggas know, (woah)

Why do I feel like police are watching ME

There's nothing you can do to me

Why do I feel like police are watching ME

You don't have proof that it's me

Girl you should feel like somebody's watching YOU

you ain't got no privacy

Girl you should feel like somebody's watching YOU

don't be tryin to hide from me [x2]

(but I love you!)

West Coast Eclipse lyrics - Hopsin

When I rap, I like to seem whack at first

And rhyme cheap words, like curse and verse

And once it passes like one or two bars

I turn the switch on and start crushing fools hard

Who said the west isn't consistent, I'm fixing a fix it

For all these niggas who listening and living emprisoned

I figured it isn't missing it's villain, killing them' image

Now I'mma rip this, now witness it as I finish the sentence

Losing hip-hop was a tragic loss but I found it and glued it right

To my dick so if you want it you'll have to jack it off

Rappers acting soft as a fabric cloth, I'mma smash them all

Their nuts are like berries, mine are the size of basketballs

I choke MC's out with a strong vice-grip

Then beat them with the sticks from the cross that they hung Christ with

Head to the club then pull me a sprung white chick

You all know how Hop gets down, he one nights it

I sleep walk at night with a bunch of madness

Mob through the halls and talk with a Russian accent

Ready to kill like I'm a real thug assasin

Who beat my dad's ass and wake up like nothing happened

I'm ruthless, and I do drop bombs

I got fools in the valley like, "Dude, nuh uhh"

When my album drops make sure that you cop one

We need a raw fool like me since 2Pac's gone

Wack rappers like, "Hop, I'll disable you in the booth"

I'm like, "For real? That's a fatal attempt to do"

You thinking you spit the truth, I shake you and strip your jewels

Then hang you up from a roof, and strangle you with a noose

Cremate you with four torches, flame of the torch scorching

Leaving your corpse tortured of course it's hardcore shit

And if there's ever a day my pockets hurting

I'm robbing you with an Osama Bin Laden turban

Hip-Hop is urging for a new flock of verses to rock the circuit

All you flops emerging are pitiful, we did not deserve it

Your style ain't even worth the fame

It's watered down more than New Orleans during a hurricane

Your whole album was a verbal shame

I'm Hopsin, don't act like you ain't heard the name

You Should've Known lyrics - Hopsin (feat. Dax)

[Dax & Hopsin:]

You should've knew I was coming (You should've knew I was coming)

Bitch, you should've knew I was coming (You should've known)

You should've knew I was coming (You should've knew I was coming)

Bitch, you should've knew I was coming (You should've known)

[Dax:]

Yeah

Bitch, you should've knew I was coming (You should've known that shit)

Came up from nothing, cleaning up toilets in Kansas my nigga was fucking disgusting (Facts)

Thinking you bluffing

Thinking you rapping when niggas like us are not in the discussion (Facts)

Fucking destruction

Way that I hop on a beat and destroy it without an eruption

Yeah, uh

Bitch, you should've knew I was coming!

Came up from nothing, cleaning up toilets to live in a mansion and fucking up budgets

All the corruption

Cloud in my brain had me feeling like I was just trapped in a dungeon

Fucking combustion

Way that I'm growing and killing these rappers I feel like I'm huntin' (Facts)

Feels like I'm fighting a battle and war with myself and I'm rapping on beats I don't see no one else

Got the shit off the mud, I don't need no one's help

If you ain't showing love then you fiendin' that feel

Got my soul on my body ain't really for sale

Got a bitch she a thotty with tits and the tail

Moving A$AP like Rocky I'm going retail

Niggas carbon they copies they do it for deals

Yeah

Niggas didn't know I was coming out of you

I been doing work yeah, times two

Nigga you silly, Caillou

Nigga you short, haiku

Nigga we lit, not you

Nigga we blessed, ACHOO

Nigga I'm next, it's Dax!

[Hopsin:]

Hm, you should've knew I was coming (Well hello there, hehe yep)

You should've knew I was coming (You should've known, damn)

Bitch, you should've knew I was coming

I was away for a minute but now that I'm back you are done with

You knew I was coming (Lights out, okay)

Look

Bitch, you should've knew I was coming

You wouldn't want it, I'm sick of your shit so get used to the plumbin'

You just a luncheon it's nothing for you to get druggin'

Your liver removed from your stomach

I'm feasting on you like a buffet

I'm Lucifer's cousin is pulling up in a convertible coupe and I'm stuntin'

Your carcass is glued to the front end

I'm fucking up crews in the deserts

I leave 'em with crucial concussions

Who getting punished?

Take off your jewels and then run it

I'm acting a fool in the public

Check out the drip (Hot)

I keep the juice in the oven

Life is an everyday struggle but keep to yourself homie you shouldn't Budden

Who's interrupting?

You shoulda knew I was coming

I'ma gamble like dice roller

Hit it blindfolded

I, been a fool, my minds colder since

Middle school had psychosis

If y'all see me outside roaming then I prolly wouldn't leave those blinds open

I'm known to hit like a cyclone

And strike hoes at any given time so

See my souls has been light polled for a price though

It was sold like twice bro, to be the Ill-mind maestro

If I die no telling what side that I might go

I'm nobody's disciple so blackout your windows and stay in the house with the lights low

It's gonna be pleasant when watching you die slow

Haha bitch

[Dax & Hopsin:]

Uh, you should've knew I was coming, yeah (Suprise nigga heh)

You should've knew I was coming (You should've known, damn)

Bitch, you should've knew I was coming

I been away for a minute but now that I'm back you are done with

You knew I was coming, run it

Your House lyrics - Hopsin

Man, I don't even know what happened

I was born inside of this shit

My fucking parents scrappin', I was mortified as a kid

Police always at my house all because of my daddy's temper

Man, this shit going on about as long as I can remember

He always blamed my mom for this shit he didn't accomplish

I'd hide in the corner like a guinea pig in the process

Just knowing he's 'bout to smack the fucking teeth out her mouth

It's like when it came to some type of drama

He got aroused, no joke

There was the moments where dad was slowly be creeping up

I would jump in front of my mama: "Please don't beat her up"

I ain't never spoke on this shit, the memories erupt

Smiles and hugs, that's just something you'll never see in us

You know the pain when your parents tell you to go and play

And hours later you see your momma, she got a swollen face

I hope you don't relate, I just learned how to cope today

From the days when I would pick up the phone and say

I gotta leave here now

My mom and dad acting crazy and this ain't right

And they've been going back and forth for all night

I wanna stay at your house tonight

'Cause I don't wanna to hear my dad fightin' momma no more

I don't wanna hear the police at the front door

Can I stay at your house?

I want to stay at your house tonight (Your house tonight)

I would go to school feeling so frightened, yeah, I was scared

Not knowing if I'm gonna go home finding my momma dead

Every other fucking day, dad was always losing control

He was acting like a fucking ape, runnin' loose in our home

Man ever since I was born they was pessimistic and torn

It's evident, but regardless they never get a divorce

God I wish they got around it, just checking into some counselin'

We could have been a happy family inside our house again

I said again is if we ever were, that's false

Shit I dealt with growing up with will forever hurt, I'm lost

We weren't nothing like the families I used to see on the Sitcoms

We were horrible with bonds, I can no longer sit calm

All I see is that my friends had a life at home, that was peaceful

They were lovable people, who didn't function like we do

Oh how I wish I can redo the pain and the wicked days

When I pick up the telephone, call a friend and say

I gotta leave here now

My mom and dad acting crazy and this ain't right

And they've been going back and forth for all night

I wanna stay at your house tonight

'Cause I don't wanna to hear my dad fightin' momma no more

I don't wanna hear the police at the front door

Can I stay at your house?

I wanna stay at your house tonight (Your house tonight)

I ain't placing the blame saying this is mom and dad's fault

But all those traumas I had stuck with me as an adult

And it ignited these mad thoughts that I seem to have often

Yeah, that's Hopsin, music is where my last straw went

Now I'm devoted to always give you my true life

The love I never felt growing up I get it from you guys

Please don't get it twisted, I love both my parents to death

I just think these issues a lot of fucking parents neglect

We all got these traumas we carry and sometimes it's scary

'Cause we buried a nest, right there in our chest

And we subconsciously air and project our nightmares and distress

That we dealt with when we were younger

And that's why therapy's the best, listen

If you got kids of your own and you throwing Tantrums

Don't be oblivious and assume that it won't impact them

Children follow the protocol of their parents' blueprint

So when there's an issue, they might handle it just how you did

I gotta leave here now

My mom and dad acting crazy and this ain't right

And they've been going back and forth for all night

I wanna stay at your house tonight

'Cause I don't wanna to hear my dad fightin' momma no more

I don't wanna hear the police at the front door

Can I stay at your house?

I want to stay at your house tonight (Your house tonight)

West Side lyrics - Hopsin

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
I spent my days as a refugee
Till the rap game came to rescue me
And left my wrist paved in accessories
A dangerous necessity, I came here to wreck mc's
You're wrong if you thinkin' Wayne was the recipe
Nah, he ain't worthy of that, the controversy is back
Get off 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, niggas keep fuckin' with my emotions
Maybe that's the reason that I suffer from psychosis
Shocking as high voltage, fuck it, my life's hopeless
So I had to make sure I killed it when I wrote this

Now ever since a nigga was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin
Ridin on these niggaz cause they lame
In a six-one Chevy, still heavy in this game, can you feel me?
Blame it on my momma I'm a thug nigga
Up befo' the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers
Tell me if it's on, nigga then we first to bomb
Bust on these bitch-made niggaz hit 'em up, WESTSIDE
Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga
Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz
I love my females strapped, no fuckin from the back
I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at, right?
Passed by while these niggaz wonder why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try
Did I cry? Hell nah, nigga tear I shed
For all my homies in the pen, many peers dead
Niggaz still ballin'

Bounce like a trampoline, thousands that's amped as me
Kids run up on your school campus 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 was stackin' cream, wish I had a Lamborghin'
Wish I had the cover on a Rolling Stones magazine
I'm sick of the radio playin' all these faggot teens
Keep it real, show me somethin' ill that I haven't seen
For ten years I've been workin' on ill flows
And finally got a fuckin' record deal and I'm still broke
Man that's not common, bombs that I'm droppin'
Are dope, but all that I can afford is some top Ramen
I notice that ya'll niggas like to dumb 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 detachedn
Come on

Now everybody wanna see us dead
Two murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets to the head
Niggaz holla out my name and it's similar to rape
Motherfuckers know I'm comin, so they runnin to they graves, watch
Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound
Cause {Trick} don't give a fuck, where you coward niggaz now, blast
Keep pumpin, ain't worried bout nuttin
Busters thought we was frontin, so reload and keep dumpin

I feel heat, everywhere a nigga see me up in the streets
I don't tweak, Keep a straight .38 under the seat
Mad. Mission Mode. My thoughts are cold
Bought some tans of skins, money bags of gold
Roll and collide Homicide Boxicide
Thug Life and Dogg Pound on this midnight ride
Every since we hit the world
We got stationed, with no hesitation
Make moves nigga, Mr. Too Smooth the elaborate
The slow like potion, focus on the money
Thats made sippin on this poisonous potion
Grandma got you got, too much heat to hot
Cause Shank is shot, Belgium in this poisonous plot
Fame and fortune, fortune from game
We be zags, and this some bout some cats
Taxes its all the same
As long as there money to exchange
Nigga!

'Til the day I die
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers
Still ballin', niggaz wonder why
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers
Still ballin'

'Til the day I die
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers
Still ballin', niggaz wonder why
You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers
Still ballin'

west side!!!!