Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Mind of Hopsin

In high school, Marcus a helpful student
He dropped out cause would never help him through it
And if I don't save this rap game who would do it?
This is my world, welcome to it
If you that Hop's whack, then you is hating
And what the fuck do my contacts to do with Satan?
I want a bitch with a bomb ass and some
A loverboy, you see I'm but I'm rude and blatant
Now you listen here: I started a this year
I will you up if you interfere
You been a queer your whole fucking life and I'll you into gear
You trying to prove you a Ooh, I'm oozing in fear!
You on some bitch shit: I'll rip your head off
Poke a through it, then beat the rest of your body down with it
I start violence, come with the loud sirens
Now I to hop a barbed-wire fence
They find me in the broke down car I had been in
Homicide is now the I'm against
up to the jail cell with the guard I am with
He pushes me in and the bar slides in
new age of rappers, all they wanna do is floss, why?
Swearing the boss guy, thinking that they're all fly
You, Lil' Wayne, Soulja Boy, this Asher guy
Normally I wouldn't mind, but time, I've lost mine!
Who the hell is he? The biggest that you'll ever meet
contacts, so you motherfuckers remember me
Lyrics put together so cleverly, you never be
On my level, I all of you rappers to celery
Fake thugs rap like: "I'll let the Glock at you
got out the pen cause I move how real niggas move"
No, don't lie, cause it hurts you hear the truth
You got out the pen and wrote a verse with it, didn't
Fuck life, you tell me nothing
I'll shove a knife in your back and leave it poking out your belly-button
Sir, your daughter that reluctant
You see this 8-inch dick bulging out of my pants? Well, she it
I went to with a Visa card, bought your wife a leotard
And her try it on to get my penis hard
I'm pissed enough, I can find a bitch to fuck
I my dick a lot, that's why only my right wrist is buff
I go off of two packs of Now Or Laters
Then fight like I was the black Power Ranger
Head to the then wrestle a couple alligators
Then run the woods butt-naked; so what, pal? It's nature
Why the fuck would I witchu?
Yeah you're good with Marcus but Hopsin don't wanna rap witchu!
You're full of like some ass-tissue
And you're a when you go to studios you bring your dad with you
No! Unacceptable, now me wreck a flow
Niggas be hating I'm balling just like my testicles
Word is bond, the way I'm on mic and serving bombs
I might as have an Osama bin Laden turban on