Luyện nghe bài hát Ill Mind of Hopsin

In high school, Marcus wasn't a student
He dropped out cause teachers would never him through it
And if I save this rap game who else would do it?
This is my world, welcome to it
If you that Hop's whack, then you is hating
And what the do my contacts have 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 and I'll kick you into gear
You trying to prove you a lunatic? Ooh, I'm in fear!
You on some bitch shit: I'll rip your head off
Poke a stick through it, then beat the rest of your body with it
I start violence, cops come with the loud
Now I have to hop a barbed-wire
They find me in the broke down car I had been in
Homicide is now the I'm against
Walk up to the jail cell with the I am with
He me in and then the bar slides in
This new age of rappers, all wanna do is floss, why?
Swearing they're the boss guy, that they're all fly
You, Wayne, Soulja Boy, this Asher Roth guy
I wouldn't mind, but this time, I've lost mine!
Who the hell is he? The biggest hater that you'll ever
White contacts, so you motherfuckers me
Lyrics put together so cleverly, you will be
On my level, I chop all of you to celery
Fake thugs rap "I'll let the Glock spit at you
got out the pen cause I move how real niggas move"
No, don't lie, cause it hurts when you the truth
You got out the pen and a verse with it, didn't you?
Fuck life, you can't tell me
I'll shove a knife in your back and leave it poking out through belly-button
Sir, your daughter wasn't reluctant
You see this dick bulging out of my pants? Well, she sucked it
I went to Wal-Mart with a Visa card, 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 beat my dick a lot, that's why only my right is buff
I go dumb off of two of Now Or Laters
Then fight niggas like I was the Power Ranger
to the lake then wrestle a couple alligators
Then run through the butt-naked; so what, pal? It's nature
Why the fuck would I witchu?
Yeah good friends with Marcus but Hopsin don't wanna rap witchu!
You're of shit like some ass-tissue
And you're a when you go to studios you bring your dad with you
No! Unacceptable, now watch me a flow
Niggas be hating cause I'm balling like my testicles
is bond, the way I'm on this mic and serving bombs
I might as well an Osama bin Laden turban on