Hopsin - Hop Madness lyrics

[Intro] Journey into my world, yeah But don't ride my dick, ooh Welcome to Hop Madness Don't ride my dick Welcome to Hop Madness Don't ride my dick [Verse 1] I'm the undeniably hot n***a who making hip hop iller Your spot filler, I smash rappers, I done got sicker Hopzilla, I'm like a mischievous prop getter I'mma probably get popped by Biggie and Pac's k**er Look at my pock's fill up, now I'm a twat driller I remember the days when b**hes would not pick up The phone when I would call them, now hoes is not a problem I rose up from the bottom, "Hey bro, you're f**ing awesome!" But I ain't here to brag about a new Porsche with two doors You made a k**ing now I'm about to bring a few more It's time you feel my true force, from Cali straight to New York Y'all gon' kiss my a** like you tried to make me do yours, b**h You want a active beef? Think before attacking me I know I'm quick to get outta line like I have to pee It's obvious that I got your heart thumping I may look like a f**ing idiot, but I promise I'm far from it [Hook] A year ago I wasn't all that Now all off a sudden b**hes all on my ba**sack Am I your best friend? What? Heck no You can be a fan of all of my songs, n***a but, just don't Ride my dick, no, don't ride my dick Yes, don't ride my dick, no, don't ride my dick [Verse 2] Check me out I talk sh** and whip beats, I'm a true MC Only one who tells me what to do is me Take a close look at FV and what it grew to be Hoppa, Dizzy, me and three Z has made the group complete My sh** is past basic, in my eyes I feel I have made it Came a long way from my mom and dad's basement When I do shows now the women strip me half naked My motherf**ing bad language got my a** famous Now labels thinking about signing me (yes) MTV has got they eye on me (yes) Skubbedy dubbedy wow, this is irony I still ain't giving a f** So if I hurt your feelings tell it to your diary n***a, I'm so beast, rhyming over cold beats Finally shining without the diamonds and gold teeth The higher empire tryna bring fire in on me So I keep my guards up, when I'm tired I don't sleep [Hook] [Verse 3] I know there's whole lot of n***as who wonder why I keep dissin' I ain't trippin', just listen, I'm on a discrete mission Rappers speaking on d**, money and deceive women for a check While they boss grillin', sittin' in their seat spinnin' That's like the foulest crime Somewhere down the line I was bound to rise To make a difference, and now it's time I know you rappers is about a dime But it's hard for me to leave the corrupted minds I'm surrounded by I ain't the n***a you go outshine Truth is, you only go in when I'm coming outside f** your road, turning down mine When you greet me get on your knees and open your mouth wide For the record I ain't the type to share If you a rapper tainting my image, then war is what I might declare Just cause I'm buzzing off the white contacts Don't mean you should take your a** to Hot Topic to buy a pair [Hook] [Outro]