Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hop Is Back, artist - Hopsin.
Date of issue: 28.10.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hop Is Back |
Your bullshit come off of that |
Someone tell these motherfuckers that Hop is back! |
I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin' on it |
Now I’m ready to fuck the game up, nigga |
They can get it (They can get it) |
You can get it (You can get it) |
Y’all can get it (It really doesn’t matter nigga) |
The Dark Knight’s in this bitch without the mask and cape |
I’m acting ape shit, faggot, embrace it |
I just got validation on my ass whooping ticket |
I’m that amazing, it’s my mad invasion |
Of smashing brains in, my fucking pen and pad was anxious |
All these haters who mad and be nagging at me |
I flip their ass off like an acrobat on a trapeze |
And I’ll be lashing back like a Shaq attack on these rap beats |
You thought that I was done with completely being an ass? |
Please |
Don’t think you raw just cause you got success |
I’ll uppercut your ass so many times you look like you was nodding yes |
I’m the only child that my mom regrets, probably best |
That you don’t buy my album, save your money yo do not invest |
I consider my flow a malignant rifle, and strip survival |
And have you screaming like RnB singers who hittin' high notes |
It’s sick and spiteful, 2Pac's twisted grim disciple |
I been this nice yo way before Michael had vitiligo |
My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned |
Begging me to quit rap, but I’m just not ready to let it loose for her |
Am I Hopsin or am I Lucifer? |
I didn’t blow 'till I started talking a gang of shit, tell me who you prefer |
Nigga, you ain’t ill in the booth |
I’d die and do my next show as a hologram and still be realer than you |
I’m the shit like I slithered in poo |
I’m sicker than sticking my freaking dick inside of a bitch’s syphilis cooch |
It’s knock madness |
I gotta problem yo' |
I was ecstatic to buy Yeezus |
But I burned it first |
Heard it and snapped in 5 pieces |
Man Kanye on that bullshit! |
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that |
fool get |
You think you god now you half assin rap little faggot bitch |
Perhaps you suffered brain damage back when you had that accident? |
But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see |
Cause Kendrick took the bar and raised it up higher for MCs |
Unfortunately the little nigga’s like 4 ft 3, the guys a fuckin' midget |
His high is still really short to me |
Fuck it when my pencil breaks |
My mental state tells me to renovate |
If you hand me your shit I toss your demo tape |
«Hop if your not spreading love then why do you even write music?» |
Cause this is how I feel when I ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch |
Am I supposed to coat it up? |
Am I not allowed to open up? |
I spill the blood of rappers and use Weezy dreads to soak it up |
Busting like south central drive byes |
Support the guy with white eyes |
But nigga don’t ride my dick when I’m on that high rise |