I'm from small city called Panorama Where them roam and they blast they hammers Never had no sense, so I'm bad manners Who'd have thought I'd be life in the flashing cameras Got b****es on my nuts pubics (ooh) N****s could never figure me out Rubik's (cubes) I be everybody like I'm Brutus (who) So underestimate me, I do this, truest I'm calm and ill but still bombs, I kill You know the deal, with my godly You wanna jog the field in my shoes, that's a lot to It happen, you cannot be real Man, there's so many rappers wanna catch my fade So many b****es that wanna snatch my I'll probably end up on the news dead, bullet in the Mama in the street that's my baby You me to keep it to a minimal with the syllables I think you get up off my genitals Every n**** identical when they spit a flow, this is critical have to get rough and get all my sentinels N****, what you be sipping on, I'm guessing your pen is Is it for you to get better, you're so despicable 'Cause s*** is boo boo, your bars are predictable I do not bump it, hard to get into you Please admit it, man, the voyage is is set to just destroy, I'm an animal Killing s***, man, I'm a poisonous I be on it, man, ya international Yeah, I'm mad rhymes Been doing this since '99, I'm a Homie, it's 2015, and all my n****s gon' it When they the job, the other half is mine
Fool, you ain't on that real I here, you on a field trip I'm made of you ain't built with You a b****, yo need a real dick It's no doubt, n****s gon' this You don't n****s, not even a little bit I serve you, you get the bill Crown me, I'm a prince
me that crown boy (give it) I said give me that s*** Give me that crown boy (c'mon) I said give me s*** Give me that crown boy (give it) I said give me that Give me that crown boy (c'mon) give me that
The rap game's mine, I revolve it 'round me, I I have lost it And my mind's exhausted, I'm nauseous the process Of hopping on stage and to dive in moshpits N****, why you on diamonds These Cubic all up in my ear Over jewelry, I don't get My perception in life is why the f*** am I here, I've this way since your a** has been sucking on titties Since n****s c***ed back, and start busting on J Lo was mobbing in public with Diddy Since Biggie and Pac got shot up, a pity That's bulls*** talking, I'm not in the mood, bro yapping, you'll see Hopsin is brutal Keep pushing me, you gon' get dropped with some You fanning out like you c*** in yo culo N****s in it for money and b****es I even think they wanna rap no more But they be all over the television Rocking feminine s***, act homo Old bi a** can't bypass n****s I can't change even if I a** n****s Tight jeans on so they show a** a** n****s In the with the homie, trying to splash a** n****s Fruity as Mike and Ike, get diced to rice When I arrive I pull up like hi, It be wise to hide when the nightly skies are high F***ing an 8, no life of Pi me, what position would the game be in Without me the ability to rape the pen Pound Syndrome, this is it, I'm in I still ya'll n****s and I can't pretend
Fool, you on that real s*** I live here, you on a field I'm made of s*** you ain't built You a b****, yo need a real dick It's no doubt, n****s feel this You don't scare n****s, not a little bit I serve you, you get the quick me, I'm a real prince
Give me that crown boy (give it) I said me that s*** Give me that boy (c'mon) I said give me that s*** Give me that crown boy (give it) I said give me that Give me that crown boy (c'mon) give me that
Give me that boy (give it) I said give me that s*** Give me that boy (c'mon) I said give me that s*** me that crown boy (give it) I said give me that s*** Give me that boy (c'mon) give me that s***