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Ill Mind Of Hopsin 5 (Tribute To Hopsin) - Party Hit Kings (派对热辣王者)
Man I hate rap but if the
Shoe fits wear it
I've become a freak of nature
All the kids stare at
Who walk around bumping RAW
With the sh*t blaring
Saying "F**k school" and dropping
Out like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed
And I'm ashamed I played a part in
This devilish game
Making your common sense perish
But I ain't taking the full blame
Cause most of you chumps running around
Here ain't never had strict parents
All of your brain cells rotting from w**d
You feeling like if you ain't got it
life's not as complete
You having sex with
Every-motherf**kin'-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 hot as can be
Without the knowledge to lead
So you just follow the sheep
Making sure your lame swag
Is all polished and clean
While your favorite rapper's
Like "Yeah he got it from me"
You been brainwashed by a
Fake life that you're used to livin'
When I say the word "fun"
What do you envision
Probably drinking and smoking
Out with your crew
And chilling with clueless women
You trying to bang bumping New Edition
Is that all you think life really is
Well if so then you're a f**king idiot
I honestly feel like grabbing your
Head and hitting it
Matter of fact you don't even
Deserve a brain GIMME IT
Do you even have any goals
Aside from bagging these hoes
And packing a bowl
Well let me guess- No
You're only in school because
Your parents make 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
You're a f**king adult with no
Skills at all
You don't read any books or play ball
You don't draw you literally do nothing at all
Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits
You don't have cause you idolize
Rappers that do
And all they say is "I got money
And it's stacked to the roof"
And now you think that it's gon'
Magically just happen to you
How Your lazy a** don't commit to labor
You pick something up try it out
And put it down two minutes later
Then you complain about your life
Cause it ain't getting catered
Now whoever tries to call you
On your bullshit's a hater
You wanna succeed you have to try
Or one day you'll get older and
Regret it all cause you can't provide
Your friends are lowlifes
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 with traits like Romeo
B**ch that's a f**king 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 your a** shaking
Pulling a lowlife ni**a who
Claim he cash making
Til you let him hit and find out
He work at the gas station
One of them niggas got you
Pregnant and you can't raise it
But you caused it your actions
Made a fat statement
You want Romeo then act patient
And stop fronting like he in the club
Posted in the back waitin'
It's the club where guys put on a new persona
After they get loaded with a few coronas
They always shouting and wild out with
Habits that very few condone of
Then they look for beautiful brainless
B**ches like you to bone 'em
Then when they leave you you cry and cry
Talking 'bout "Oh my god I can't find a guy
I've spent so many years and I've 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 the secret to find is
To stop searching
Try a new formula cause your
Last one's not working
The term "real ni**a"'s publicly used
And I need to know what it means
Cause I'm f**king confused
Are you one for always busting your tool
With nothing to lose and something to
Prove to homies up in your crew
Is it because you're selling 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 and
You just hustling through
Nah you hamster a** ni**a
You just stuck in a loop
Man why do black people gotta
Be the only ones who can't evolve
Cause you in the streets acting like a neanderthal
It's clear you can't stand the law
You're lost as an abandoned dog
And all you're interested in is
Fighting rapping and basketball
I can't even f**k with you
Cause if we out in public
You gon' get caught stealing some
Sh*t and get my a** in trouble too
You'll get old and be nothing
Living life in these streets thugging
And starting sh*t with anybody mean mugging
Look at you a real ni**a
Thinking your life's cool
Girls used to turn me down for
Guys who were like you
'Til you grab their heart and
Shove a spearhead right through
Then they regret it because
It wasn't the right move
Your real ni**a talk seems bogus
A real ni**a don't brag about
Being real as long as he knows it
And his future doesn't seem hopeless
A real ni**a stays out of jail
Handles sh*t and he keeps focused
So all you rappers whose
Soul is out in the wrong
You inspire the issue I wrote
About in this song
You go to pile on the young
Who roam around in the slums
See this is what happens when
Rap's overcrowded with bums
Hope the hour is long when
I'm rolling out with your tongue
The man above is my guide
You know the power is strong
All you menacing freaks are
Only in it for cheese
And the mass control limit
Was breached - f**k 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
Yo we need to make a change
While there's still time
It is hard and sometimes
I struggle trying to reveal mine
I can guide you if you feel blind
I just need you to be willing to
Journey into my ill mind