"Ill Mind Of Hopsin 5"
Man, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits wear it
I've become a freak of nature, all the kids starein'
Walkin' 'round bumpin' Raw with the shit blarin' sayin' fuck school
And dropping out like a miscarriage
And I'm ashamed I played a part in this devilish game and making your common sense perish
But I ain't taking the full blame
Because most of you chumps runnin' around never had strict parents
All of your brain cells rottin' from weed
You feelin' like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete
You're having sex with every motherfucking body you see
With a past so dark, that Satan'd jump out of his seat
But still you out in these streets
Thinking you're hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead
So you just follow the sheep
Making sure your lame swaggers all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's like "Yeah you got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a fake life that you used to live in
When I say the word 'Fun' what do you invision?
Probably drinking and smoking out with your crew and chillin' with clueless women you been trying to bang bumpin new edition
Is that all you think life really is?
Well if so, then you're a fucking idiot
I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain, GIVE ME IT!
Do you even have any goals? Except for baggin' these hoes, and packin a bowl, well let me guess "NO"
You're only in school because your parents made you go
And all you do is play beer pong, and hang out with your bros
Yo, society's got you living for a whack cause,
Because you're a fucking adult with no skills AT ALL!
You don't write any books, or play ball, you don't draw, you literally do nothing AT ALL!
Still you feen for the glamorous fruits
You don't have, because you idolize the rappers that do
And all you say is "I got money, and it stacks to the roof"
And now you think that it's gon' magically just happen to you?
How? Your lazy ass don't commit to labor
You pick something up, try it out, put it down two minutes later
And you complain about your life because it ain't gettin' catered
Now, everyone who tries to call you out on your bullshit's a hater?
You wanna succeed? You have to try
One day, you'll get older and regret it all because it can't provide
Your friends are low lives, don't act surprised
Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice
Girls, stop acting like you want a guy who has traits like Romeo, BITCH that's a fucking lie
You always talk about "How every man's fake" and "you can't take it" and "you want something real" Shut up tramp, save it
Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets and head to the club half naked with ya ass shakin'
Pullin' a low life nigga, who claim he cash makin,
'Till you let him in, find out he works at the gas station
One of the niggas got you pregnant, you can't raise it
But you caused it, your actions made a "fat statement"
You want Romeo? You're not patient,
Stop frontin' in the club like he posted in the back waitin'
It's the club, and guys put on a new persona
After they get loaded with a few Corona's, they always shoutin' and wild out,
With habits that very few condone of
Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone em
Then when they leave, you cry and cry
Talkin' 'bout "Oh my God, I can't find a guy, I spent so many years, and I tried and tried, why am I even on Earth, I should die! "
You want Romeo, you're not worthy, you're cock thirsty,
You're nasty and probably got herpes,
Sometimes, secret to find is to stop searching,
Try a new formula because your last was not working
The term 'Real Nigga's publicly used
And I need to know what it means, because I'm fucking confused
Now you wanted for always busting your tool? With nothing to lose?
With something to prove, the homies up in your crew?
Is it because you sell drugs to get loot? And brag about how you done been shot and stabbed like it's fun to be you?
But your life's a struggle right? You're just hustlin' through
Nah, you hamster ass nigga, you're just stuck in the loop!
And why do Black people gotta be the only ones who can't evolve?
Cause you in the streets acting like a neanderthal
Clear you can't stand the law, you're lost like an abandoned dog
And all you're interested in is fighting, rapping, and basketball
I can't even fuck with you, because if we're out in public
You gon' get caught stealing shit and get my ass in trouble too
You'll get old and be NOTHING! Living life in these streets thuggin'
And starting shit with anybody mean muggin'
Look at you a "Real Nigga" thinking your life's cool
Girls used to turn me down, for guys that were like you
'Till you grab their heart and shove a spearhead right through
Then they regret because it wasn't the right move
Your real nigga talk seems bogus
A real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows it
And his future doesn't seem hopeless
A real nigga stays out of jail, handles shit, and he keeps focused
To all these rappers who souls out in the wrong
You inspire the issue I wrote about in this song
You go to pile the young
Who roam around in the slums
This is what happens when rap is overcrowded with bums,
Hope the hour is young, when I'm rollin out with your tongue
The Man above is my guide, he knows the power is strong
All you menacing freaks are only in it for cheese
And the mass control limit was breached, Fuck HIP-HOP!
They only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see
They purposely making the innocent weak
My existence on this planet's for you
I ain't only here to benefit me
We need to make a change, while there's still time
It is hard, and sometimes I struggle to reveal mine
I can guide you if you feel blind
I just need you to be willing to journey into my ill Mind
[Thanks to Kara Smith, Tim Cycko for correcting these lyrics]
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