Hopsin - Tim Westwood Crib Freestyle 2014 lyrics

[Intro] Ohhh right Its been two years since I've been up in this b**h son Yo [Verse 1] What up n***as I'm back in London Hungry as hell if your a** was wondering I've been hibernated up inside a dragon's dungeon b**h I promise I'm the wrong jacka** to f** with I'm mad destructive, past deductive Master of this rap sh** you been trying to perfect n***a I spazzed but I never had a sign of tourettes When I finish bodying this yo who trying to get next? No I ain't done, wait, the game done changed You n***as 'bout to feel the wrath of Shang Tsun's rage Imma bring some pain f** your boo-hoos I'm coo-coo I shoot through you b**h I'm repping eight, one eight should've been new Been packing venues, before Mickey D's put a f**ing snack wrap on the menu Before the swag sh** where snapbacks were an issue Before that n***a beat Christy Mack with jiujitsu A menace, it's true, I'm k**ing you fools Take a nap while your dead body is still in the room Strictly independent with my millions of views I be living it how you be pretending you do Timothy, what these n***as be saying with my back turnt I bet its a whole lot of bad words But they smile when they see me Avoiding a confrontation cause they know I'll be rolling out the black hearse They don't want no problem with the grim reap They been weeping, minced meet up against me So b**h please, I dug a grave hole ten feet I murder whoever achoos [I CHOOSE] like I just sneezed Yo new sh**, I wouldn't want to bang that I'm a fraud, yo, you wouldn't want to say that If you exclude me then who is gonna save rap n***as know I put the p**y on the chain wax Bow down when you come around this I'm the motherf**ing king with the underground hits I don't care what you other n***as coming out with I'm worldwide now I don't give a f** about sh** All b**h n***as do is talk these days Blah blah blah blah, oh, he's fake I'm doing the world tour when it's all prepaid Living life, vacation out in Aussie, mate And it all seems great, doesn't it My life be bubbling I'm loving it All you s**ers mean mugging me, you can s** a dick Now that I'm buzzing These motherf**ing, bloods**ing, hustling labels want to be down Y'all should've discovered it f** you, sip a cup of cum juice like its fun to I'm not the one you should run to Hit a n***a with the 1-2, there is no strings attached, they have all been cut loose There's no undo, no Command-Z, life's dandy Boy, put fear in you like Scoob and Shaggy, zoinks Dissing me oh that's a nasty, choice Y'all n***as gonna get my raspy, voice I spazz like a crack fiend on caffeine trying to doze off waking up from a bad dream If you attack me then its gonna be a sad scene Its Funk Volume, n***a you know what that means You in the backseat, filling you up with gasoline Do you even have a f**ing clue what the match brings? Me and my n***as say we too stupid to have brains We pull our pants down and take a poop on the rap game We nasty, but we got a lot of, cake Squad looking like we about to rob a bank Dark a** n***a like Shabba, Ranks Haters always making me hotter, thanks It's two-thousand and fourteen, we stacking up more cream Taking your face, wiping the floor clean n***a you gonna need a bigger dosage of morphine You can't ignore me because I'm the demon in your dreams [Outro] n***a n***a I'm the demon in your dreams n***a, yeah n***a I'm the demon in your dreams Alright, I'm done