Your bullshit come off of that
Someone tell these motherfuckers that Hop is back!
I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it
Now I’m ready to fuck the game up, nigga
They can get it (They can get it)
You can get it (You can get it)
Y’all can get it (It really doesn’t matter nigga)
I gotta problem yo’
I was ecstatic to buy Yeezus
But I burned it first
Heard it and snapped in 5 pieces
Man Kanye on that bullshit!
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
You think you God now you half assin rap little faggot bitch
Perhaps you suffered brain damage back when you had that accident?
But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see
Cause Kendrick took the bar and raised it up higher for MCs
Unfortunately the little nigga’s like 4 ft 3, the guys a fuckin’ midget
His high is still really short to me
Fuck it when my pencil breaks
My mental state tells me to renovate
If you hand me your shit I toss your demo tape
“Hop if your not spreading love then why do you even write music?”
Cause this is how I feel when I ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch
Am I supposed to coat it up? Am I not allowed to open up?
I spill the blood of rappers and use Weezy dreads to soak it up
Busting like south central drive byes
Support the guy with white eyes
But nigga don’t ride my dick when I’m on that high rise…
