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Marcus Jamal Hopson (born July 18, 1985), better known by his stage name Hopsin, is an American rapper from Los Angeles, California. In 2007, he was signed to Ruthless Records, and has since founded his own record label, Funk Volume, in 2009. Hopsin has released two studio albums along with a mixtape; the debut album Gazing At The Moonlight through Ruthless Records, and Raw and Haywire (with SwizZz) through Funk Volume. more »

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2013

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Oh my fucking god
Oh my fucking god Daniel!
Turn the fucking n*gger music off
Turn it off!

Yeah, I'm a Apex predator, I murder my competitor
I stick a Wu-Tang sword inside of ya retina
Preleaded guzzle regular unleaded gas drank a match
Spit fire, motherfucka burn in hell with us
Inhaling dust, I rip off an elephant's tusk
Irrelevant fucks, you want a war against us
We just tore this bitch up
Get the coroner I slaughter you
Yo my dick don’t discriminate, I pork a big slut
We've created a monster, the son of Lucifer
Come remember when you put the Ruger to thermonuclear
Get that new career, take your fucking head as a souvenir
Wake up in the morning, what the f*ck am I doing here?
I'm the shit in the booth, take a poop in here
Aluminum bat now got his fucking lumineers
F*ck brakes we don't stop keep moving here
F*ck swag, yeah bitch my whole crew is weird
Yeah, you couldn't fathom my pain
I hated being me, I was mad at my brain
All the hurt that I felt, made me sad and insane
Look back like God I was glad I felt strange
F*ck trying to change for you faggot ass lames
Or you fucks who wouldn't let me get a stab at this game
Now it's FV bitch and I'm back for revenge
Bout to make you motherfuckers feel the wrath of my pain

I can't eat, I can't sleep
Why should I give a f*ck about what you believe
If I don't eat, then I don't breathe
They gon' let me in this bitch
God damn I'm about to
Go off, go off, go off
Until they let me in this bitch
Go off, go off, go off
And they gon' let me in this bitch

Yo bitch in a dress, I'm about to make a mess
Cut throat, throw up, I fucking snap like a neck
I pull your card out, and stick it back in the deck
Bought a ticket to your show to throw trash at your set
Get back, with a left if you step like a frat dude
Tell me why your older sister has a tattoo
Of a zodiac stamped on her lower back
Perhaps she swallows cum and sucks cock like a vacuum
Right? Right, I hit it on the mark
Cuban, I’m going off like a broken car alarm
Feta, Gouda, Cheddar, Provolone, Parmesan
Till we after that cheese no pizza Papa-John
Like Hakeem Olajuwon we gon rap it up a the ladder
Till we post it like a status bringing hell to all you faggots
And pussy nigga’s think I’m braggin enjoy the fuckin baddest
Compete in the pageant and I’ll move to Cali and start acting
Made a mistake and had to find myself
Remind myself, fame ain't wealth
Pain don't last, learn to adapt and it's hard to fail
I can give a f*ck bout no one else
Loyal to the fam' and the team we built
Still I rise, what up Pac
If I fall, be a very long drop, yep

I can't eat, I can't sleep
Why should I give a f*ck about what you believe
If I don't eat, then I don't breathe
They gon' let me in this bitch
God damn I'm about to
Go off, go off, go off
Until they let me in this bitch
Go off, go off, go off
And they gon' let me in this bitch

Hey Mr. Benton I came here to rip shit
Got the whole neighborhood waitin' to get this
Niggas better run, it ain't safe in the trenches
It's going down like I'm paying Satan a visit
Wack ass swag niggas, they get suspended
Don't play with the wicked, my hate is intended
I’m in the bathroom, gettin' brain from a midget
She got a fat booty but her face is horrendous
Yeah, you out but we the realest who done it
If you want us on a track, then we killin' you up on it
Like we took a fucking javelin and ran it threw your stomach
This is Swizzle, Benton and Hop, we figured you would want it
Dizzy in the clouds, too high to rap now
FV turn it up I like the track loud
You gettin' out of line, we provide the smack-down
I’m so motherfuckin' hyped I could pass out, whoa!
I remember when I was the nigga chillin' in the background
Considered a wack clown, gettin' turned down for deals
Livin' up in my mom's crib with a sad frown
There was days were I wanted to give up and just crumble
But I didn't do it, I just stuck to my hustle
I learned if you want to turn heads in the world
Then you can't give a f*ck, go nuts til they love you

I can't eat, I can't sleep
Why should I give a f*ck about what you believe
If I don't eat, then I don't breathe
They gon' let me in this bitch
God damn I'm about to
Go off, go off, go off
Until they let me in this bitch
Go off, go off, go off
And they gon' let me in this bitch

Until they let me in this bitch
And they gon' let me in this bitch

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