Hopsin - Pots n Pans lyrics

Stop and listen i'll rock it wicked
No competition on the album
You gotta get it
There's nothing hotter than it
A wack rapper's what Hopsin isn't
I'll kick it to ya if you got a minute
You'll bob your head like a walking pigeon
Play my position
I'm kinda different when rhymes is kickin'
I got lots of dish and
I vibe to it as I rock a fitted
The amount of people that's feeling
Me is a high percentage they know I'm tight
But I'll be conceited if I admit it
I'ma clown the game until I'm up
At the top of it
And don't be chicken to call me out
If you got a problem with it
Unsilenced shit is gon' get you
Stuck in some violent shit
And feelings will be hurt so you're better


Off if you mind your business
Don't get it started, with that nigga Marcus
That kid retarded
It's gon' evolve to some ruckus
He'll prove your shit is garbage
He'll be the illest artist
Realist on this rap
All you niggas out there wanna
Get him on your tracks

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide
The pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide
The pans in the kitchen

I like playing with the pans in the kitchen
Mama you gon' let me play with
The pans in the kitchen, mama
Don't care what you say about
The pans in the kitchen, mama
I'ma prove that I'm the man in the kitchen
Mama!

I used to push weight on the block
A fat bitch, she was barely able to walk
She was good for one thing
That was taking a cock
'Til she told me she was pregnant
Shit I'm thankful to God that she wasn't
'cause all that shit was making me hot
I'm happy that she ain't the one
To have a baby with Hop she's so obese
I'd take her out and make her stay in the car
Her body odor always smelling like
Some bacon and farts
I'd tell her how I don't eat pork
She take it straight to the heart
Ready to make an assault
She need to make her fucking way to the barn
'Cause that's where she belong
Better leave me alone
Calling, asking where I'm at like
You need to know oh, what a surprise
She thinking I'm the love of her life?
Becoming my wife? Bitch
Take some fucking advice
You wanna look nice? Trust me I'm right
Go to the motherfucking gym and lose
The gut and you're fine

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide
The pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide
The pans in the kitchen

I like playing with the pans in the kitchen
Mama you gon' let me play with
The pans in the kitchen, mama
Don't care what you say about
The pans in the kitchen, mama
I'ma prove that I'm the man in the kitchen
Mama!

I'm Marcus and yes I am stupid
Thought I was a smart nigga? Guess again
Stupid i'm a special ed student
Give me a couple of bars and
Let the man prove it
'Cause there's evidence to it
I never knew it
But the rest of the class knew it
They must've thought I'd never remember
The past to it forget school, man
I never could pass through it
I never be that student that headed
To class who gets an A
Up on his report card
A nice kid who's so smart
Seem like when they threw me in
Special ed It got more hard
Every year the cycle repeats over again
My friends graduate and I'm
Way older then them
Then they come to me, nice mugging me
Making fun of me
What do these ugly motherfuckers be thinking
When they fuck with me?
They lucky I don't suddenly go and
Become something other than me
Like a fucking psycho
Then what's it gonna be?

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide
The pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen
I be banging on the pans in the kitchen
So mama don't be trying to hide
The pans in the kitchen

I like playing with the pans in the kitchen
Mama you gon' let me play with
The pans in the kitchen, mama
Don't care what you say about
The pans in the kitchen, mama
I'ma prove that I'm the man in the kitchen
Mama! (Man in the kitchen, mama)