George Orozco - Hop Is Back lyrics

[Hook] Your bullsh**, come off of that Someone tell these motherf**ers that Hop is back! I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin' on it Now I'm ready to f** the game up, n***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, n***a) [Verse 1] Yeah! The Dark Knight's in this b**h Without the mask and cape, I'm actin' ape sh** f*ggot, embrace it, I just got validation On my a**-whoopin' ticket; I'm that amazin' It's my mad invasion of smashin' brains in My f**in' pen and pad was anxious All these haters who mad and be naggin' at me I flip they a** off like an acrobat on a trapeze And I'll be lashin' back like a Shaq attack on these rap beats You thought that I was done With completely bein' 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 noddin' yes I'm the only child that my mom regrets Probly best that you don't buy my album Save your money, yo, do not invest [Hook] Your bullsh**, come off of that Someone tell these motherf**ers that Hop is back! I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin' on it Now I'm ready to f** the game up, n***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, n***a) [Verse 2] I consider my flow a malignant rifle And strip survival, and have you screamin' Like R&B 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's heart is so bruised and burned Beggin' 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 'til I started talkin' a gang of sh** Tell me who you prefer n***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 See, I'm the sh**, like I slithered in poo I'm sicker than stickin' my freakin' dick Inside a b**h's syphilis cooch; it's Knock Madness [Hook] Your bullsh**, come off of that Someone tell these motherf**ers that Hop is back! I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin' on it Now I'm ready to f** the game up, n***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, n***a) [Verse 3] I got a problem, yo, I was ecstatic to buy Yeezus But I burned it first, heard it, and snapped it in five pieces Man, Kanye on that bullsh** That's why the paparazzi made that n***a hit his f**in' head, that's what that fool get You think you God now You half-a**in' rap little f*ggot b**h? 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 then raised it up higher for MC's Unfortunately the little n***a's like 4 feet 3 The guy's a f**in' midget, his high is still really short to me f** givin' my pencil breaks My mental state tells me to renovate If you hand me your sh**, I'll toss your demo tape “Hop, if you're not spreading love Then why do you even write music?" 'Cause this is how I feel When I ain't rappin' on the mic, you b**h! Am I supposed to coat it up? Am I not allowed to open up? I spill the blood of rappers And use Weezy dreads to soak it up Bustin' like South Central driveby's Support the guy with white eyes But n***a, don't ride my dick when I'm on that high rise [Hook] Your bullsh**, come off of that Someone tell these motherf**ers that Hop is back! I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin' on it Now I'm ready to f** the game up, n***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, n***a)