Hopsin - M**********r lyrics

[Intro] Dad how come nobody likes me? Cause you're a motherf**er Now am I really? yeah yeah Now am I really? yeah yeah Yo now am I really? yeah yeah Cause you're a motherf**er Sing my song like, whoa whoa Yo sing my song like, whoa whoa Come on sing my song like, whoa, whoa [Verse 1] Yo I'm Hop, sin of my family, get it from daddy When sippin' some alcohol, when he flips on my mammi I'm just a**uming that, I'mma stupid a** who gets a boom from rap f** getting a regular job (sh** I'm too cool for that) I hope I'm gambling right with all this rap sh** Cause if I failed then I just wasted half of my life And I'm a dropout, so that just means I'd have to shoot dice Up on the corner with they line, or just stab you tonight The type of guy who gives a f** about my a** only Get my sh** straight and bypa** homies Always talking bout buy that for me n***a buy your own sh** life is so sick why? [Hook] Cause you're a motherf**er How come I always gotta be the one to offend the damn crowd when opening up my damn mouth? How come nobody takes me serious wherever I go? I gotta know (Cause you're a motherf**er) How come I gotta be the one that everybody hated Be the one that all the girls moms saying not to date? How come this sh** is always happening to me And I'm just being me (Cause you're a motherf**er) [Verse 2] Teachers say I need to act my age b**h f** you I'll smack your face Until you have no taste buds to taste with I can't budge so face it I'm raw straight from the basement My style stay ugly, most n***as can't touch me I dedicated my life to this sh**, faithfully I act the way I wanna rap and rap the way I wanna act And most of you n***as just don't do none of that I'm setting up a trap for these n***as to stumble over Who thinkin' they up with Hova, these n***as ain't f**ing sober They not in they mind, and my style boggles the mind The hottest with rhymes, you not cause you not in your prime I hopped in the ride, and rapid took off into the night Cause I have realized that none of you artist are tight I'm making it mine, I'm sharp like the carve of the knife Why you mad at me? [Hook] [Verse 3] Like a n***a who f**s his mom, my flows much the bomb Who wanna f** with Hop baby Not nobody that you would know, or no one I would know Or no one we would know baby I don't fit into big crowds cause I'm an innocent child Can't understand what this sh** is about I'm always the one who getting cut off when trying to speak At any f**ing day, or time of the week, so I decided to be A f**ing a**hole, retarded ba*tard Why become something that I hardly mastered, it's all a disaster But I'm gonna make it all go right And I'm finna become that one n***a that y'all don't like Cause all those times y'all dissed me, laughed at me just to make your a** happy I'm pa**ed Stacy conceited mack daddy, is what I'm finna to become It'll be funny so take a seat and relax, and sip some more hennessy son I must have a malfunction cause I give a f** about nothing I'll give a f** about giving a f** about something But still nobody wants to hang with me, and why's that? Cause you're a motherf**er [Hook]