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Hoppa's CypherDJ Hoppa

I eat rappers, save skeleton bones

Welcome to the jungle b**h I ride an elephant home

Get to slapping mother f**s, get the hell off my throne

Start foaming at the mouth like what the hell am I on

DJ Hoppa, Jarren's the new teeny bopper

Face f**g b**s, nice guy wipe the s**n off her

Hit the Asian b**h, head was my prerequisite

These get to spinning on the Chevy like the exorcist

Lifestyle is reckless, snatch a n**a's necklace

Stunting for my friends like "Watch a n**a check this b**h"

"Hey b**h, you better have my mother f**g money by Thursday"

"I'm sorry mom just go with it, I'm trying to act hard in front of my friends"

Back to murdering wizard s**t like Merlin

Stick a javelin through your abdomen f**g nerves of them

Probably didn't occur to them that Jarren's about to murder them

SK will reacquaint you n**s with the earth again

So keep yapping and that gat's s**g

My girlfriend is in the Klan but unaware that she's a black person

Hop on the plane wearing a black turban "I'm a terrorist"

Not a real one idiot, the rap version

A-town's finest, b**s popping out my bathtub like

The royal p**s clean your heiness

Moment of silence for my n**a that passed

If I pick this b**h up she gotta fill up my gas

Cut to the chase you f**g if I give you some cash

DJ Hoppa on the beat so n**s know we gonna spaz

Razor blade Benton b**h I wouldn't play with him

And we sharing needles b**h you about to catch AIDS with them

Crazy thoughts getting lost in my membrane, that's what I get for being outspoken

Observing I can always sense things, speaking how you thinking with your mouth open

It's a party when I'm crashing on the set

So high I'm accidentally ashing on my chest

These M**F b**s keep on asking me for sex

So I tried the s**t but I ain't never happy to reflect

Gotta learn to live with regrets

You not giving up the neck, you probably single with a pet

We all know the b**s that be sleeping with a cat

Sneaky b**h got me sneaking out and leaving through the back

If that wasn't an option would you back it up and drop it

F**k around and trap me in the closet

Stacking like I'm Jerry Stackhouse coming out of college

If you coming out your panties I ain't coming out my wallet

B**h I'm watching you

She say that it's important to me

But good p**y good w**d, that's normal to me

You need game I got it bro

Perform to acheive

It was a day contract she been on for weeks

These b**s heating up when they be cold in the streets

Turning b**s out that's older than me

See when you show love it gets reciprocated

I see it as flattery when I'm imitated

Invested a couple thou' when I renovated

Turned my bedroom into a studio and orchestrated

My plan to make a living off this rap s**t

To pay back more than a fraction

Of what I owe to everyone that help me see it through or make it happen

Won't be long before we cash in, living outward I imagine

Exactly how I planned it

A couple handouts but I tripled what I was handed

It gets quite easy distinguishing it was candid

Some homies lost faith and sooner or later vanished

Damnit, F**k it, I ain't tripping over spilled milk

So f**k it, when times are hard I'm willing to help

I better myself so I can better everyone else

Around me, San Fernando to Los Angeles County

Just thought I'd mention the home base

Disrespectful n**s get stomped like home plate

Still taking jack shots while [?] no chase

8 shot in and still ok, it don't stop

Pour another till I'm feeling woozy

Even the b**s acting booshy

Uncapable of starring in they home movie

With a few scenes, a couple in the bed, then backyard jacuzzi

Making additions to two Zs

And we're straight like the face your girl gave

When she lied about being laid

DJ Hoppa let the record spin and rotate

F-U-N-K Volume biatch!

This is what I'm giving you, funky s**t to listen to

Came up in the underground and now you trying to mimic who?

Ain't familiar with this flavor, homie I reintroduced

Taking it back to when S-N-Double O-P had dropped that gin and juice

Give me a minute to

F**k up your mental with a pencil and this instrumental that's how I'm in this stu

I'm launching missles, it's simple to cripple

I got a bite like a pitbull, that's why they love me and they ain't feeling you

My life is a tightrope that I walk carefully

So many b**s on my d**k I need therapy

My girl walking out I'm trying to grab her screaming [?] Please

You said you loved me I thought you would be there for me

I lift the bullshit then Hopsin makes the parodies

My man's so famous he could hook me up with a pair of jeans

And a gangster rap shirt with a snapback

It makes my past easier to laugh at

If you a hater then you need to get your ass slapped

You don't wanna see me cross your path like a black cat

I'm everything that your ass lacked

FV n**a and that's that

I call names and you respond that's a fat trap

Remember me the ugly f**g n**a with the mad rap

A sinister's what I've been known to be

And you know I'm about to kill this s**t with Hoppa on the beat