Hip Hop Sinister - Hopsin

I’m changing man

I thought I was supposed to be this hip hop savior

But I’ve turned into a sinister

Wack niggas prepare to die

You ain’t got nowhere to hide

I’m knocking at your fucking door

You scared 'cause you know hell arrived

Niggas gon' get dealt with rhymes

It’s just me, myself and I

I low-key run this rap shit

You don’t know 'cause it ain’t televised

This is war, gentleman (kill)

My flow is filled with more venom

Than George Zimmerman in his car chillin'

With a loaded .44 tucked into his drawers

Fidgeting, itching to find a brand new casket to store niggas in

Ya’ll just make me laugh and giggle

Call me out on tracks then bitch I’ll pound on you

Like that vending machine that stole my pack of Skittles

Niggas thought the old me, dissolved, and I went soft

After my album raw

But no bitch I evolved

I’m taking over shit easily

I rarely do collaborations 'cause ya’ll ain’t qualified to be in a league with

me

Hop just let the beast unleashed

Someone get this freak a leash

I’m snapping on all you leaving every MC deceased

I’m the motherfucking hip hop sinister

Murder, nigga murder

'Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain’t finished up

Murder, nigga murder

I’m the motherfucking hip hop sinister

Murder, nigga murder

'Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain’t finished up

Murder, nigga murder

Motherfucker we making history

A million independently

So kiss my fucking ass

Left or right you get to pick the cheek

You don’t ball you just pretend you do to make the chicks believe

But your label is fucking you like Ruthless Records did to me

Stop with the compliments

I’ve been locked in my momma’s den

Plotting when I will be dropping this Hopsin apocalypse

Bombing the competent

Rap goblins mobbing the continent

Gotta be dominant

I’m surprised that God isn’t vomiting

Damn

I’m wearing a badge tearing your ass

Another vag cutting through necks 'til they barely attached

Me and this game are one of the same like Jarren and crack

The darkness is arrived so make a flare with a match

You got skill?

Where is it at?

I haven’t seen it

Who dares to attack a genius?

You get managed I’ll have you gag your penis

Until you throw up your own liver (nuts)

I don’t give a (fuck)

The flow ripper (what)

I’m the motherfucking hip hop sinister

Murder, nigga murder

'Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain’t finished up

Murder, nigga murder

I’m the motherfucking hip hop sinister

Murder, nigga murder

'Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain’t finished up

Murder, nigga murder

Now if I stop being who I am that would upset me

I’ll never change for none of you wack-ass deadbeats

I struggled to change for J. Christ to accept me

I don’t even change clothes

Shit not even my bed sheets

When I step inside the booth and rhyme

Rappers commit suicide

And jump in front of a moving semi-truck like it was cool to die

Niggas is watered down fuck it

It’s time to scuba dive

Better get on your knees and pray to God and hope that you survive

Killing rappers like I condone violence

I murder you and when your soul is floating to hell I ghost ride it

You won’t last living in this cold climate

So don’t try it

I know I’m ill

I don’t need no pussies to co-sign it

Commercial niggas thinking they carry the torch

It’s going to be very hilarious when I bury your corpse

So next time you spit a fucking rhyme that’s too simple

I’ll jump kick your ass through the glass of the booth window

I’m the motherfucking hip hop sinister

Murder, nigga murder

'Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain’t finished up

Murder, nigga murder

I’m the motherfucking hip hop sinister

Murder, nigga murder

'Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain’t finished up

Murder, nigga murder