Hopsin - Spillin the blood (only his verse) lyrics
[Hopsin - Spillin the blood only his verse lyrics]
I'ma keep it really simple
Niggas already know when the
Flow is so sinful filled full of insults
I don't even need a pencil
Just give me a beat that's
Sick and a dope tempo
'Til you hate your life
But yet afraid to die
'Cause you don't know whats gonna
Happen when the lights out
I really recommend you niggas
Get it all together
So you don't need to worry 'cause
It can happen right now
I can see why you're afraid of it
It's so spontaneous
Living life is a crazy risk
Especially if you don't ever find god
And you turn into an atheist
So many times I look up in the sky then I
Ask god why is it raining clouds on me
But, I got a feeling that I’m talking to
Myself and there’s nobody lookin' down on me
Enough with the conscious rap
I'ma drop and bomb shit
You can all get racked, for talking crap
I soften cats on this mic
Advice 'cause I'm a boss in fact
I'ma cause this track
To break down 'cause I got a flawless act
I killed this shit where's the coffin at?
Hoes get up off his back
Around me balls get slapped
Man my CD has got to be the reason
That I wanna go and squash MCs
I'm in the game but it's not for peeps
You watch and see
It's my turn, 2Pac's deceased
I gots to feast on all these imposter G's
Who run around thinkin' they can possibly
Blow up, little niggas you ain't hot to me
And if you did blow that'd be a shock to see
Niggas already know when the
Flow is so sinful filled full of insults
I don't even need a pencil
Just give me a beat that's
Sick and a dope tempo
'Til you hate your life
But yet afraid to die
'Cause you don't know whats gonna
Happen when the lights out
I really recommend you niggas
Get it all together
So you don't need to worry 'cause
It can happen right now
I can see why you're afraid of it
It's so spontaneous
Living life is a crazy risk
Especially if you don't ever find god
And you turn into an atheist
So many times I look up in the sky then I
Ask god why is it raining clouds on me
But, I got a feeling that I’m talking to
Myself and there’s nobody lookin' down on me
Enough with the conscious rap
I'ma drop and bomb shit
You can all get racked, for talking crap
I soften cats on this mic
Advice 'cause I'm a boss in fact
I'ma cause this track
To break down 'cause I got a flawless act
I killed this shit where's the coffin at?
Hoes get up off his back
Around me balls get slapped
Man my CD has got to be the reason
That I wanna go and squash MCs
I'm in the game but it's not for peeps
You watch and see
It's my turn, 2Pac's deceased
I gots to feast on all these imposter G's
Who run around thinkin' they can possibly
Blow up, little niggas you ain't hot to me
And if you did blow that'd be a shock to see