Uh, Hopsin. Yo
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[Verse 1]
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I've come to conclusion that life sucks
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The only good that comes out of it is
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Sticking my dick into nice butts
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So if it's wetter than normal inside your wife's cunt
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It's my nut i'll bust it inside of that ass and hasn't dried up (YA)
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I'm such a contradiction, I hang with Dizzy Wright
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And all he does is smoke so when I'm breathing all the ganja gets in
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Not to mention I'm condescending, my mind is missing
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Plus I'm kinda sending the wrong signal
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Oh god, I'm sickening
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I'm not the one you wanna start shit with
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I'm part animal, part dimwit
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With bad manners like Bart Simpson
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You Hollywood niggas who write songs
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I give you a black eye
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That's a good reason to put some ice on
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I'm like a Jedi with the Obi-Wan bars
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Lyrics are shocking just like a phony gun charge
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My niggas we only fuck with the dopey blonde broads
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We play em, and trade em like they were PokeMon cards
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I accell in rap
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It's cuz I been through fucking hell and back
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You ain't close to dope
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It's just that everybody else is whack
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Niggas getting jealous tryna diss me, Scary!
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I'm an animal, fuck a Mink coat
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Bitch wear me!
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Yo all you rappers quit your bitching
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Just sit and listen I'm the new sick edition
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Of Pac this is the demolition
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I'm so tired of all the reminiscing
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So I'mma leave these niggas shook
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Like my dick when I finish pissing
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(Yo you fucking nasty dog.)
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Get off me!
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I love Christ but guarantee
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You wouldn't wanna cross me
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I'm as frustrating as lost keys
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My sick mind's a good example
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Of what the crooked law breeds
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I'm trying to die as the greatest rapper
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Shit I'm so hungry I could stick my fist
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In a blender and drink it after
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You climbing up then I'm gonna break the ladder
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And you'll fall off so damn hard
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That every bone in your face will shatter
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Fuck these niggas, I'm a racist bastard
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You hear the devil speaking in tongues
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On this CD if you play it backwards
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Tell your sister I can't wait to smash her
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But I heard that her pussy stinks
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So make sure that she fucking takes a bath first
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I come second to none
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My verbal weapon is perpetuous, and it's just as effective as guns
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Gestures effectives as guns
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You destined to plunge
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Show me, I find it pleasant and fun
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Like having sex with a nun
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(What the heck have ya done!?)
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Whoa. I'm known to hate
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I use foul language to motivate
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I know I'm dope, okay
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But Hop ain't real
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Was just a role I played
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Earth, I don't know this place
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But I just wanna stroll away
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Into my homeless base
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Wearing a pair of flying rollerblades
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Ehhhhhh, fuck
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Bad Manners Freestyle
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Hopsin |