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Hopsin - Hop Madness Lyrics



(Verse 1)
I'm the undeniably hot nigga
Who makin' hip hop illa
The spot filla, I smash rappers out and got sicka
HOPZILLA
I'm like a mischievous prop getta
Imma prolly get popped by Biggie & Pac's killer
Look at my pockets fill up
Now I'm a quad-drilla
I remember the days when bitches would not pick up, the phone
When I would call em... Now hoes is not a problem
I rose up from the bottom
"Hey bro your fucking awesome!"
But I aint here to brag about a new Porsche
With two doors who made a killing
And now I'm bout to bring a few more
Its time you feel my true force from Cali straight to New York
And y'all gonna kiss my ass like you tried to make me do yours
BITCH, you wanna act and beef, think before attacking me
I know that I'm quick to get out of line like I have to pee
It's obvious I got ya heart thumpin
I may look like a fucking idiot but I promise I'm far from it.

(Hook)
A year ago I Wasn't all that
Now all of a sudden bitches all on my ballll sack
"Am i your best friend?" Whaaat? Heck no.
You can be a fan of all of my songs nigga but just dont....
RIDE MY DICK noooo DONT RIDE MY DICK x2

(Verse 2)
Check me out.. yuh
I talk shit and rip beats, Im a true MC
Only one who tells me.. What to do.. Is me.
Take a close look at FV and what it grew to be
Hoppa Dizzy Me & 3 zZz's make the crew complete [Yeah]
My shit is past basic
In my eyes i feel i have made it
Came a long way from mom & dads basement
When i do shows now the women strip me half naked
My mothafuckin bad language got my ass famous
Now labels thinkin bout signing me [YES]
MTVs got they eye on me [YES]
Shubididubediwah this is irony
I still aint givin a fuck so if i hurt your feelings tell it to your diary.

Nigga im so beast
Rhymin on cold beats
Finally shinin without the diamonds and gold teeth
Now the higher empire tryna bring fire in on me
So i keep my guard up.. and when im tired i go sleep

[Hook]

(Verse 3)
I know theres a whole lot of niggas who wonder why i keep dissin
I aint trippin just listen im on a discreet mission
Rappers speaking on drugs, money, and deceive women
For a check while their boss grillin sittin in a seat spinning
Thats like the foulest crime
So somewhere down the line i was bound to rise to make a difference and now its time
I know you rappers is about a dime
But its hard for me to live when you corrupting minds im surrounded by
I aint the nigga you gon' outshine
Truth is you only go in when im comin outside
Fuck your road, journey down mine
And when you greet me get on your knees and open your mouth wide
For the record i aint the type to share
If you a rapper taintin my image then war is what i might declare
Just cuz im buzzin of the white contacts don't mean you should take yo ass to hot topic to buy a pair

[Hook]