Ill Mind of Hopsin 5 (Tribute to Hopsin) (Explicit)

Ill Mind Of Hopsin 5 (Tribute To Hopsin) - Party Hit Kings

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