Hopsin - BET Backroom Freestyle lyrics
[Hopsin - BET Backroom Freestyle lyrics]
Yo, I stepped in the backroom so
I can wile out some you know that I'm ill
I ain't just thinking out loud bruh
Call me King Hop
The one you need to bow down to
I keep em' popping up just
Like the hair on Alfalfa
Yeah this nigga is raw
You ain't seen nobody spitting this hard from
The West Coast since Kendrick Lamar
You MCs with predictable bars
Who thinking you invincible
Just might get kicked in your jaw
Somebody hit the alarm
The world is 'bout to hear my flow roar
Got these other rappers sweating bricks
And feeling so sore niggas like "Oh Lord
This guy Hopsin goes hard
Fuck Obama and Romney
He's the one we should vote for"
So trash anything that ain't me
Cuz this is music so cold you need a sweater
When you listen to it
I'll be getting stupid and spitting
Fluent moving the gripping unit's
While whipping through this industry cuz
My shit is ruthless
Yeah this kid is foolish
Ghetto with his pants saggin
Stopping me there ain't no chance at it
It just can't happen
I got fans stacking all across the
Globe all because the flow homie
Even your mama hopped on the bandwagon
Cuz last year I had a great summer
You're mother made supper
And afterwords I got some brains from her
But she was clingy so I changed numbers
I left a sorry note under your bunk
Bed that she was banged under
Man it's a cold ass world but the core's hot
I don't follow rules at home
My ways are so unorthodox
One time I was in my room bored
And found some porn to watch
And dad caught me jacking off because
I left the door unlocked
Fuck, my mind is all twisted
I spread peanut butter all across my balls
And let my dog lick it remain calm snitches
I'm not supposed to be cussing this song
So promise me you won't let my mom listen
Yo, all you rappers seem a bit fake
Man, I should "Human Centipede" both of
Your lips around my dick base
Snap your mixtape, stab your rib cage
And take my skateboard and rub your
Face across the grip tape
I've been this sick for years and
You're alive to witness it
Uh, I puts it down like
Somebody caught me stealing it
I'm looking for a mil to get
Crazy but I'm still legit
You can't avoid me now, I'm everywhere
You gotta deal with it
Yeah, Hopsin funk Volume 2013
I can wile out some you know that I'm ill
I ain't just thinking out loud bruh
Call me King Hop
The one you need to bow down to
I keep em' popping up just
Like the hair on Alfalfa
Yeah this nigga is raw
You ain't seen nobody spitting this hard from
The West Coast since Kendrick Lamar
You MCs with predictable bars
Who thinking you invincible
Just might get kicked in your jaw
Somebody hit the alarm
The world is 'bout to hear my flow roar
Got these other rappers sweating bricks
And feeling so sore niggas like "Oh Lord
This guy Hopsin goes hard
Fuck Obama and Romney
He's the one we should vote for"
So trash anything that ain't me
Cuz this is music so cold you need a sweater
When you listen to it
I'll be getting stupid and spitting
Fluent moving the gripping unit's
While whipping through this industry cuz
My shit is ruthless
Yeah this kid is foolish
Ghetto with his pants saggin
Stopping me there ain't no chance at it
It just can't happen
I got fans stacking all across the
Globe all because the flow homie
Even your mama hopped on the bandwagon
Cuz last year I had a great summer
You're mother made supper
And afterwords I got some brains from her
But she was clingy so I changed numbers
I left a sorry note under your bunk
Bed that she was banged under
Man it's a cold ass world but the core's hot
I don't follow rules at home
My ways are so unorthodox
One time I was in my room bored
And found some porn to watch
And dad caught me jacking off because
I left the door unlocked
Fuck, my mind is all twisted
I spread peanut butter all across my balls
And let my dog lick it remain calm snitches
I'm not supposed to be cussing this song
So promise me you won't let my mom listen
Yo, all you rappers seem a bit fake
Man, I should "Human Centipede" both of
Your lips around my dick base
Snap your mixtape, stab your rib cage
And take my skateboard and rub your
Face across the grip tape
I've been this sick for years and
You're alive to witness it
Uh, I puts it down like
Somebody caught me stealing it
I'm looking for a mil to get
Crazy but I'm still legit
You can't avoid me now, I'm everywhere
You gotta deal with it
Yeah, Hopsin funk Volume 2013