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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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2015

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I'm from that small city called Panorama
Where them vato's roam and they blast they hammers
Never had no sense, so I'm bad with manners
Who'd have thought I'd be living life in the flashing cameras
Got b****es on my nuts like pubics (ooh)
N****s could never figure me out like Rubik's (cubes)
I be bullying everybody like I'm Brutus (who)
So don't underestimate me, I do this, truest
I'm calm and ill but still drop bombs, I kill
You know the deal, with my godly skills
You wanna jog the field in my shoes, that's a lot to fill
It won't happen, you cannot be real
Man, there's so many rappers that wanna catch my fade
So many b****es that wanna snatch my blang
I'll probably end up on the news dead, bullet in the head
Mama in the street yelling that's my baby
You want me to keep it to a minimal with the syllables
I think you should get up off my genitals
Every n**** identical when they spit a flow, this s*** is critical
Imma have to get rough and get all my sentinels
N****, what you be sipping on, I'm guessing your pen is broke
Is it difficult for you to get better, you're so despicable
'Cause your s*** is boo boo, your bars are predictable
I do not bump it, it's hard to get into you
Please admit it, man, the voyage is radical
Mind is set to just destroy, I'm an animal
Killing s***, man, I'm a poisonous antidote
I be on it, man, ya boy's international
Yeah, I'm mad with rhymes
Been doing this since '99, I'm a mastermind
Homie, it's 2015, and all my n****s gon' kill it
When they finish the job, the other half is mine

Fool, you ain't on that real s***
I live here, you on a field trip
I'm made of s*** you ain't built with
You a b****, yo girl need a real dick
It's no doubt, n****s gon' feel this
You don't scare n****s, not even a little bit
I serve you, you get the bill quick
Crown me, I'm a real prince

Give me that crown boy (give it) I said give me that s***
Give me that crown boy (c'mon) I said give me that s***
Give me that crown boy (give it) I said give me that s***
Give me that crown boy (c'mon) give me that s***

The rap game's mine, I revolve it 'round me, I think I have lost it
And my mind's exhausted, I'm nauseous from the process
Of hopping on stage and trying to dive in moshpits
N****, why you focused on diamonds
These Cubic Zirconia's all up in my ear
Over jewelry, I don't get excited
My perception in life is why the f*** am I here, n****
I've been this way since your a** has been sucking on titties
Since n****s c***ed back, and start busting on Fifty
Since J Lo was mobbing in public with Diddy
Since Biggie and Pac got shot up, it's a pity
That's bulls*** you're talking, I'm not in the mood, bro
Continue yapping, you'll see Hopsin is brutal
Keep pushing me, you gon' get dropped with some Judo
You fanning out like you want c*** in yo culo
N****s only in it for money and b****es
I don't even think they wanna rap no more
But they wanna be all over the television
Rocking feminine s***, tryna act homo
Old bi a** n****s can't bypass n****s
I can't change even if I tried a** n****s
Tight jeans on so they show your a** a** n****s
In the pool with the homie, trying to splash a** n****s
Fruity as Mike and Ike, you'll get diced to rice
When I arrive I pull up like hi, surprise
It might be wise to hide when the nightly skies are high
F***ing with an 8, no life of Pi
Tell me, what position would the game be in
Without me having the ability to rape the pen
Pound Syndrome, this is it, I'm weighing in
I still hate ya'll n****s and I can't pretend

Fool, you ain't on that real s***
I live here, you on a field trip
I'm made of s*** you ain't built with
You a b****, yo girl need a real dick
It's no doubt, n****s gon' feel this
You don't scare n****s, not even a little bit
I serve you, you get the bill quick
Crown me, I'm a real prince

Give me that crown boy (give it) I said give me that s***
Give me that crown boy (c'mon) I said give me that s***
Give me that crown boy (give it) I said give me that s***
Give me that crown boy (c'mon) give me that s***

Give me that crown boy (give it) I said give me that s***
Give me that crown boy (c'mon) I said give me that s***
Give me that crown boy (give it) I said give me that s***
Give me that crown boy (c'mon) give me that s***

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