Hopsin - Alone With Me lyrics
[Hopsin - Alone With Me lyrics]
Marcus fuckin' Hopson, my guy
What up? Don't mean to intervene
How are things goin'? Talk to me
How you livin' G?
You look so confused right now
Do you remember me?
'Cause, I've been with you since a teen
Fuckin' you up mentally i love it
(I do) stayin' inside your head
Where the rent is free
I'm just here to make sure you
Keep all your crazy tendencies
Look at yourself in disbelief
Struggle with your identity
Stuck in depression until you
Diagnosed with it clinically
How's your love life? It's
Still a triflin' mess?
Nigga you thirty-five
You haven't found a wifey yet? I mean
If I was you would I be stressed? Y-E-S
I guess a mail-order bride is nice
It might be best
So, how did you manage to get rich
Yet be so empty?
Constantly stuck in a deep old frenzy
Maybe your ego ain't eco-friendly
Bro you got a life that we don't envy
And I bet suicide must be so tempting, do it
Wait, hold up (Damn) Fuck's wrong with me?
I can't leave me alone with me i'm like
"Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
It couldn't be clearer
The man inside the mirror
Wait, hold up (Shit) It's got control of me
I don't know who I'm supposed to be
I'm like
"Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
It couldn't be clearer
The man inside the mirror
So, how's the rap life? Do
People enjoy your music?
Or you still spittin' that bullshit
To destroy the youth with? Be honest
You live in the shadow of Joyner Lucas
(Oh oh) you jealous? I know that you are
My point is proven fuck happened to you? You
Was spittin' so cold
You was the Ill Mind of Hopsin
On the list with the GOATs
Then you fell off
You should've took a different approach (Aw)
I hate to say it, but you'll
Never be like Kendrick or Cole, nigga
It's fucked up, that isn't fair, Marcus
I'm hopin' that God will answer your prayers
Marcus but even if he does the
Chances are rare that you'll
Have hands in the air
Headlinin' Madison Square Garden
Nigga put the mic' down
Don't you fight this fight
'Cause you the corny rapper only
Weird white kids like
So, every time the blogs post you
The comments gon' roast you
I would rather be dead than be
Caught livin' in your shoes
Wait, hold up
(I'm trippin') The fuck's wrong with me?
I can't leave me alone with me i'm like
"Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
It couldn't be clearer
The man inside the mirror wait, hold up
(Please stop) It's got control of me
I don't know who I'm supposed to be
I'm like
"Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
It couldn't be clearer
The man inside the mirror
Aight, I got an idea
I'll tell you how it works
It's gonna sound a little outrageous
But hear me out first
You turn your phone off for two
Weeks and start an outburst
Of worried family members
Which leads to a local town search
But when they find you
You dead inside of your crib (Perfect)
With a letter that says goodbye to your kid
But, you don't get to see him anyway
'cause your ex is wildin' and shit
So, in his little head, it's
Like you already died, it's a trip
While you reside in Heaven or Hell
Whichever side that it is
Your baby mom's'll regret the shit she
Never tried to get fixed if you're alive
Chances are she'll never try to repent
I'm just tryna show you ways
To exercise your revenge
All you want is love, right? Well
You gon' have to get some balls
Shoot your fuckin' brains out until
They splat against the walls
I mean it has to hit the blogs
And all your fans'll get involved
And you'll be missed
'cause people don't know what they
Have until it's lost
Hug your dad and kiss your mom
Before this transition is done
Into the new life, your current one is trash
It isn't fun
Yeah, everybody got problems and we
All fightin' this big war
But, your problems are different
You got nothin' to live for
Wait, hold up
(Oh, no) The fuck's wrong with me?
I can't leave me alone with me i'm like
"Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
It couldn't be clearer
The man inside the mirror wait, hold up
(Please stop) It's got control of me
I don't know who I'm supposed to be
I'm like
"Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
It couldn't be clearer
The man inside the mirror
What I'm thinking
What you're thinking is not
The important thing we're alive right now
That is the important thing
It is important that you focus on this
Fundamental sense of aliveness within you
And then you'll see there's
A natural distance
Between you and your thought process
Once you create a little
Space between you and
Your mind, between you and your body
This is the end of suffering
Don't identify any thought as negative
Because it's just a thought
Who told you it's negative?
It's just a thought, you're making it up
Maybe you like it, what's the problem?
If you understand it's just a thought
It has no power if you think it's a reality
Then it destroys you
What up? Don't mean to intervene
How are things goin'? Talk to me
How you livin' G?
You look so confused right now
Do you remember me?
'Cause, I've been with you since a teen
Fuckin' you up mentally i love it
(I do) stayin' inside your head
Where the rent is free
I'm just here to make sure you
Keep all your crazy tendencies
Look at yourself in disbelief
Struggle with your identity
Stuck in depression until you
Diagnosed with it clinically
How's your love life? It's
Still a triflin' mess?
Nigga you thirty-five
You haven't found a wifey yet? I mean
If I was you would I be stressed? Y-E-S
I guess a mail-order bride is nice
It might be best
So, how did you manage to get rich
Yet be so empty?
Constantly stuck in a deep old frenzy
Maybe your ego ain't eco-friendly
Bro you got a life that we don't envy
And I bet suicide must be so tempting, do it
Wait, hold up (Damn) Fuck's wrong with me?
I can't leave me alone with me i'm like
"Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
It couldn't be clearer
The man inside the mirror
Wait, hold up (Shit) It's got control of me
I don't know who I'm supposed to be
I'm like
"Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
It couldn't be clearer
The man inside the mirror
So, how's the rap life? Do
People enjoy your music?
Or you still spittin' that bullshit
To destroy the youth with? Be honest
You live in the shadow of Joyner Lucas
(Oh oh) you jealous? I know that you are
My point is proven fuck happened to you? You
Was spittin' so cold
You was the Ill Mind of Hopsin
On the list with the GOATs
Then you fell off
You should've took a different approach (Aw)
I hate to say it, but you'll
Never be like Kendrick or Cole, nigga
It's fucked up, that isn't fair, Marcus
I'm hopin' that God will answer your prayers
Marcus but even if he does the
Chances are rare that you'll
Have hands in the air
Headlinin' Madison Square Garden
Nigga put the mic' down
Don't you fight this fight
'Cause you the corny rapper only
Weird white kids like
So, every time the blogs post you
The comments gon' roast you
I would rather be dead than be
Caught livin' in your shoes
Wait, hold up
(I'm trippin') The fuck's wrong with me?
I can't leave me alone with me i'm like
"Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
It couldn't be clearer
The man inside the mirror wait, hold up
(Please stop) It's got control of me
I don't know who I'm supposed to be
I'm like
"Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
It couldn't be clearer
The man inside the mirror
Aight, I got an idea
I'll tell you how it works
It's gonna sound a little outrageous
But hear me out first
You turn your phone off for two
Weeks and start an outburst
Of worried family members
Which leads to a local town search
But when they find you
You dead inside of your crib (Perfect)
With a letter that says goodbye to your kid
But, you don't get to see him anyway
'cause your ex is wildin' and shit
So, in his little head, it's
Like you already died, it's a trip
While you reside in Heaven or Hell
Whichever side that it is
Your baby mom's'll regret the shit she
Never tried to get fixed if you're alive
Chances are she'll never try to repent
I'm just tryna show you ways
To exercise your revenge
All you want is love, right? Well
You gon' have to get some balls
Shoot your fuckin' brains out until
They splat against the walls
I mean it has to hit the blogs
And all your fans'll get involved
And you'll be missed
'cause people don't know what they
Have until it's lost
Hug your dad and kiss your mom
Before this transition is done
Into the new life, your current one is trash
It isn't fun
Yeah, everybody got problems and we
All fightin' this big war
But, your problems are different
You got nothin' to live for
Wait, hold up
(Oh, no) The fuck's wrong with me?
I can't leave me alone with me i'm like
"Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
It couldn't be clearer
The man inside the mirror wait, hold up
(Please stop) It's got control of me
I don't know who I'm supposed to be
I'm like
"Who is this nigga and why do I fear him?"
It couldn't be clearer
The man inside the mirror
What I'm thinking
What you're thinking is not
The important thing we're alive right now
That is the important thing
It is important that you focus on this
Fundamental sense of aliveness within you
And then you'll see there's
A natural distance
Between you and your thought process
Once you create a little
Space between you and
Your mind, between you and your body
This is the end of suffering
Don't identify any thought as negative
Because it's just a thought
Who told you it's negative?
It's just a thought, you're making it up
Maybe you like it, what's the problem?
If you understand it's just a thought
It has no power if you think it's a reality
Then it destroys you