Your b******t come off of that

Someone tell these motherf**kers that Hop is back

I got my du rag on with my fitted sittin' on it

Now I'm ready to f**k the game up ni**a

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 ni**a

The Dark Knight's in this b**ch without the mask and cape

I'm acting ape sh*t faggot embrace it

I just got validation on my a** whooping ticket

I'm that amazing it's my mad invasion

Of smashing brains in my f**king pen and pad was anxious

All these haters who mad and be nagging at me

I flip their a** off like an acrobat on a trapeze

And I'll be lashing back like a Shaq attack on these rap beats

You thought that I was done with completely being an a** Please

Don't think you raw just cause you got success

I'll uppercut your a** so many times you look like you was nodding yes

I'm the only child that my mom regrets probably best

That you don't buy my album save your money yo do not invest

Your b******t come off of that

Someone tell these motherf**kers that Hop is back

I got my durag on with my fitted sittin' on it

Now I'm ready to f**k the game up ni**a

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 ni**a

I consider my flow a malignant rifle and strip survival

And have you screaming like RnB singers who hittin' high notes

It's sick and spiteful 2Pac's twisted grim disciple

I been this nice yo way before Michael had vitiligo

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

Begging me to quit rap but I'm just not ready to let it loose for her

Am I Hopsin or am I Lucifer

I didn't blow 'till I started talking a gang of sh*t tell me who you prefer

Ni**a you ain't ill in the booth

I'd die and do my next show as a hologram and still be realer than you

I'm the sh*t like I slithered in poo

I'm sicker than sticking my freaking dick inside of a b**ch's syphilis cooch

It's knock madness

Your b******t come off of that

Someone tell these motherf**kers that Hop is back

I got my durag on with my fitted sittin' on it

Now I'm ready to f**k the game up ni**a

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 ni**a

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 ni**a hit his f**king head that's what that fool get

You think you god now you half assin rap little faggot b**ch

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 ni**a's like 4 ft 3 the guys a f**kin' midget

His high is still really short to me

F**k it when my pencil breaks

My mental state tells me to renovate

If you hand me your sh*t I toss your demo tape

Hop if your not spreading love then why do you even write music