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Ill Mind of Hopsin 7

Hopsin

Pound Syndrome

2015

stories of older guys
Who were notarized by you when you finally vocalized
Now I'm supposed to bow my head and close my eyes
And somehow let the Holy

days in a row and rewarding yourself for practicing. By ingraining positive habits into your routine, you are setting yourself up for success and your

I Mean Biznez

Compton's Most Wanted

It's a Compton Thang [Clean]

1990

want static? Punk, don't trip
Dope beats laid by DJ Slip
My lyrics go good with the groove
And while you're dazed, I pull a jack move
My rep never lets,

the switch (That's rich!) 

Work six to six like the name is stitch 
Grind by night no embellishment 
Move by day vs. establishments
Gotta collect them

the bed gettin' worser by the week
I stayed away cuz I was scared by what I might've seen
And even as I know that every soul must cross over
I still fear

the hype
You niggas ain't nice
I'm high as a kite
You afraid of the height
Your music iight, sike
Aye look, me and nephew
Blowing on muhfuckin' jet fuel

homies
But fuck um all if they fake
God bless my momma
Keep her healthy till the end of days
Help me with my spirit by keeping all the lames away
It's like

the work, I put in the time The way my beat's slap, should be a crime
Maybe it will, Smith, I'm melting your beats down
As my fuel, don't care if you see it

talk, oh

Keep rushing me, stir me up by the minutes
I don't spend my nerve there, he thinks I'm acting
I empty mind, leads me to wrong altitude
I don't

screaming and missing all homies when
They stop giving a fuck and then change the numbers
Stop chatting then, prick you lose step by step
Quit until it’s too

having not
Some people gettin shot, to a robot looking like a dot

Under the satellite, we lookin at the night
They looking for a fight, over fuel or over

ferocious
By Saying mines atrocious with Magical hocus-pocus

Keep your cancer sticks in a Cigarette cassette
You might got to rewind, then Stop to Eject

they don’t say they don’t fuck wit me 
They don’t, I keep it movin’, I’m accompanied by many 
I put my heart in to my story, and trust me, now I got

let it beat me 
You won’t kill my high I won’t let it beat me 
I look to the sky and I’m undefeated 
Something gon die I feel like it’s shiva 
My son by

need to conquer
Star studded they coming they coming to capture
And release
Maybe they are motivated by the force
Of mother nature
I don't want to be

of youth,
the misery of my neglect, would manifest itself in
many ways; depression - my enemy,
fear - my friend, hatred - my lover,
and anger - fuel for my

too dreamy

I've been missing out on good action
But meet dope peps, had deep interactions

Got rid of Bad Habits and followed my Passion
By the way,

Did have it by di pounds
Now by acres we got ie
A baga wuk deh yah fi ghetto youth come mek a money
Weh me a talk
Cut It fine
Dash weh di seed and stem

the top and get in motion 
Wide body pocking , paint wetter then tha ocean 
Swanging in the open ,boss hogging till the road ends 

Down in texas by

stab it
Like the Easter bunny, got a bad habit, these cocaine and strippers have got me back at it
And I'm a God damn buffoon
Tina's got black eyes, I

in hopes to one day receive it back, in by doing so, I've created this album with one goal in mind, to help those who are struggling to find hope they

only see before them being prevented by the chains from turning their heads around
Above and behind them, A fire is blazing the distance
They see only

You put a devil with a nation
That's deviation
It's a compromise
That's pleads to satan
Any type of laws that are given by our God
To obey
Is our

a way
For me to be saved
By Your mercy and grace
So if I lose it all for the sake of Your name
I need You in my life Lord
Thru the storm You reign
You