Hop Madness lyrics - Hopsin

[Intro]

Journey into my world, yeah

But don’t ride my dick, ooh

Welcome to Hop Madness

Don’t ride my dick

Welcome to Hop Madness

Don’t ride my dick

[Verse 1]

I’m the undeniably hot nigga who’s making hip hop illa

Your spot filla, I smash rappers out and got sicka

Hopzilla, I’m like a mischievous prop getter

I’ma probably get popped by Biggie and Pacs killers

Look as my pocks fill up, now I’m a twat drilla

I remember the day when bitches would not

Pick up the phone when I would call them not hoes

Now not a problem I rose up from the bottom

"Hey bro, you’re fucking awesome!"

But I ain’t here to brag about a new Porsche with two doors

You had a killin’, now I’m ‘bout to bring a few more

It’s time you feel my true force, from Cali straight to New York

And y’all gon’ kiss my ass like you tried to make me do yours

Bitch, you wanna act a beef? Think before attacking me

Know that I’m quick to get out of line like I have to pee

It’s obvious that I got your heart thumping

I may look like a fucking idiot but I promise I’m far from it

[Hook]

A year ago I wasn’t all that

Now all off a sudden all these bitches on my ballsack

Am I your best friend? Heck no

You can be a fan of all of my songs, nigga, just don’t

Ride my dick, no, don’t ride my dick

Yes, don’t ride my dick, no, don’t ride my dick

[Verse 2]

Check me out

I talk shit and whip beats I’m a true MC

Only one who tells me what to do is me

Take a close look at FV and what it grew to be

Hoppa, Dizzy, me and three Z has made the group complete

My shit is past basic, in my eyes I feel I have made it

Came a long way from my mom and dad’s basement

When I do shows now the women strip me half naked

My motherfucking bad language got my ass famous

Now labels thinking about signing me (yes)

MTV has got they eye on me (yes)

Skubbedy dubbedy wow, this is irony

Still ain’t giving a fuck

So if I hurt your feelings tell it to your diary

Nigga, I’m so beast, rhyming over cold beats

Finally shining without the diamonds and gold teeth

The higher in power trying to bring fire in on me

So I keep my guards up, when I’m tired I don’t sleep

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

I noticed a whole lot of niggas who wonder why I keep dissin’

I ain’t trippin’, just listen, I’m on a discrete mission

Rappers speaking on drugs, money and deceive women

For a check, while they balls grillin’

Sittin’ in their seat spinnin’

That’s like the foulest crime

Somewhere down the line I was bound to rise

To make a difference, and now it’s time

I know you rappers is about a dime

But it’s up to me to live the corrupted minds I’m surrounded by

I ain’t the nigga you go outshine

Truth is, you’re only going in when I’m coming outside

Fuck your role, turn it down, mine

When you greet me get on your knees and open your mouth wide

For the record I ain’t the type to share

If you a rapper taking my image, a war is what I might declare

Just cause I’m buzzing off the white contacts

Don’t mean you should take your ass to hot topic to buy a pair

[Hook]