Hopsin - Ill Mind of Hopsin 9 lyrics
[Hopsin - Ill Mind of Hopsin 9 lyrics]
But Momma had to fuck it all up
And now your daddy doesn't
Fuck with your momma (hell no)
No, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma
All together, come on!
Our lives coulda been so good
But Momma had to fuck it all up
And that's why Daddy doesn't
Fuck with my momma (hell no)
No, Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma
Oh, hello son, I really wish I knew you
I'm your father you'll probably
Never be introduced to
You'll only see me on TV or maybe YouTube
But now I know your momma is
Probably dating some new dude
So how you liking Earth? Are
You loving your existence?
I wasn't at your birth
'cause your mother made me miss it
I tried to get a visa, I applied
And they denied it
'Cause your momma told the police
That I beat her, she was lyin'
And now I'm banned for something bad
That I ain't even do
There's a lot of land and
Water separating me and you
You're far away in Australia
And I am in America
So I cannot be there to do all
Of the things a parent does
This is my attempt at me
Raisin' you from a distance
You have Hopson in your
Blood, you are special, and you are gifted
The punishment your mother has given
Me doesn't seem fair
Just know I love you, son
And I'm wishin' that I could be there
Our lives coulda been so good
But Momma had to fuck it all up (it's sad)
And now your daddy doesn't
Fuck with your momma (hell no)
Nope, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma
Now sing it with me, son!
Our lives coulda been so good
But Momma had to fuck it all up
(yeah, that's it)
And that's why Daddy doesn't
Fuck with my momma
(That's why what?, Hell no)
No, Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma
I know you and your momma stayin'
With her parents Bill & Kirsten
You're partially black
I'm confident they're feelin' nervous
They don't like colored people
In their eyes you're still a burden
They assume you gonna grow up
Shootin' guns and stealin' purses
But that's not true, son, don't be sad
I know you're not like that
You know I got your back
Listen, here's a funny joke that
You could tell your grandmother
She looks like the Marshmallow
Man from Ghostbusters oh, I forgot
You're too young to know what that is
But that's the kinda thing I like
To say to plumpy fat chicks
The humps on Mom's chest, they're not real
They're elastic and if you look closely
You can see she's made of plastic
Like a toy, you my boy, my son, my friend
I promise we gon' be together
Somehow in the end
I am very ashamed that you
Don't have my last name
Every night I go to bed, and
I'm feelin' this wicked pain, because
Our lives coulda been so good
But Momma had to fuck it all up
And now your daddy doesn't
Fuck with your momma (hell no)
Nope, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma
You know what time it is, son
Our lives coulda been so good
But Momma had to fuck it all up
(that's right) and that's why Daddy doesn't
Fuck with my momma
(Daddy doesn't fuck with who?, Hell no)
No, Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma
Currently my life has hit the floor
I can't lie to you, shit is hard
I should be buildin' with the Lord
It could be what I'm missin' or
Maybe I should continue to hurt your
Momma and diss her more
Just to relieve the tension that
Sit's in my heart, 'cause it is sore
When I'm spittin' bars about all
My cash and exquisite cars
This was on my vision
And you were the one I did it for
My relationship with your momma is
Sittin' in the morgue
After all this hell, I can't lie
I do wish she did abort
Our lives are so unhappy
'Cause this world is cold and nasty
Just know your daddy don't condone
Havin' a broken family
I'm so sad we couldn't work out
Our issues 'fore you arrived
And now you have to suffer
'Cause Mom and Daddy have stupid lives
You're way too young to notice it
You don't deserve to go through this
If I do see your mom again
This time I will assault the bitch
At least then I'll feel like
My banning was justified
Look at your momma, thank her for
Fuckin' up all our lives, and sing
Our lives coulda been so good
But Momma had to fuck it all up
And now your daddy doesn't
Fuck with your momma (hell no)
Nope, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma
Where's my choir at?
Our lives coulda been so good
But Momma had to fuck it all up
(Momma had to fuck it all up)
And that's why Daddy doesn't
Fuck with my momma
(Daddy doesn't fuck your momma, Hell no)
No, Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma
Oh, son i'm sorry I can't be there with you
But, I'll be there soon
But Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma
(no, no)
No, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma
Just know that
Our lives coulda been so good
But Momma had to fuck it all up
And that's why Daddy doesn't
Fuck with my momma (hell no)
No, Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma