Check it, I used to be the goofy man you hounded 
The Special Ed kid at lunchtime the [bad word] wouldn't stand around with 
I would jack off so much back at my parents' house 
And now my [bad word] has a permanent imprint of my hand around it 
Life was lame, I had to pay money to f-ck a [bad word] 
I couldn't pull a [bad word] anorexic [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] fired up behaviors 
With wack beats and gap teeth like Tyler the Creator 
 [bad word]  you not dope 
So you tryna get some attention by cussing and eating a f-cking [bad word]  
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 [bad word]  then I will 
Hate on me, but you can't deny skill 
I [bad word] all the momentum that you guys build with my eyes sealed 
You [bad word] 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 [bad word]  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 [bad word] 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?  [bad word] 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 [bad word] was like, "Hop, you got me crying 
Cause you said I could call you while you out on tour 
 [bad word] and I be trying, I even text you, but you not replying 
So when your new [bad word] 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 [bad word] [bad word] done tagged you in it" 
I got put on with the beasty flow 
Now the [bad word]  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 [bad word] 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 
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