Crown Me

Lyrics

Yo, let me take you to the tribe real quick
 I'm from that small city called Panorama
 Where the vatos roam and they blast they hammers
 Never had no sense, so I'm bad with manners
 Who would've thought I'd be living life in the fashion cameras?
 Got bitches on my nuts like pubics! (ooh)
 Niggas could never figure me out like Rubix!(cubes)
 I be bullying everybody like I'm Brutus! (who?)
 So don't under-estimate me, I do this! Truest
 I'm calm and ill, but still drop bombs, I kill
 You know the deal, with my godly skills
 You want a dog to fill in my shoes?
 That's a lot to fill. It won't happen, you cannot be real
 There's so many rappers that wanna catch my fame
 So many bitches, that wanna sketch my brain
 I'll probably end up on the news dead, bullet in the head
 Mama in the street yelling, "That's my baby!"
 Want me to keep it to a minimum, with the syllables?
 I think you should get up off my genitals
 Every nigga identical, when they spit a flow
 This shit is critical, I'ma have to get rough, get on my sentinal
 Nigga, what you be sipping on? I'm guessing your pen is broke
 Is it difficult for you to get better? You're so despicable
 Cause your shit is boo-boo, your bars are predictable
 I do not bump it. It's hard to get into you
 Please admit it. Man the voyage is radical
 Mind is set to just destroy. I'm an animal
 I'm killing shit, I'm a poisonous antidote
 I be on it, man ya boy's international
 Yeah I'm mad with rhymes
 Been doin' this since '99, I'm a mastermind
 Homie, it's 2015, and all my niggas gon' kill it
 When they finish the job, the other half is mine
 Fools
 You ain't on that real shit
 I live here. You on a field trip
 I'm made of shit you ain't built with
 You a bitch, yo girl need a real dick
 It's no doubt, niggas gon' feel this
 You don't scare niggas, not even a lil bit
 I serve you. You get the bill quick
 Crown me, I'm a real prince
 Give me that crown boy! (give it!)
 I said give me that shit!
 Give me that crown boy! (come on!)
 I said give me that shit!
 Give me that crown boy! (give it!)
 I said give me that shit!
 Give me that crown boy! (come on!)
 I said give me that shit!
 The rap game's mine. I revolve it
 'Round me. I think I have lost it
 And my mind's exhausted, I'm nauseous
 From the process of hopping on stage
 And trying to dive in moshpits
 Nigga, why you focused on diamonds?
 These cubic zirconias is all up in my ear
 Over jewelry, I don't get excited
 My perception in life, is "why the fuck am I here, nigga?"
 I've been this way since your ass has been sucking on titties
 Since niggas cocked back, and start bustin' on Fifty
 Since J-Lo was mobbin' in public with Diddy
 Since Biggie and Pac got shot up, it's a pity
 That's bullshit you're talking. I'm not in the mood, bro
 Continue yapping, you'll see Hopsin is brutal
 Keep pushin' me, you gon' get dropped with some drool though
 You fannin' out like you want cock in yo culo
 Niggas only in it, for money and bitches
 I don't even think they wanna rap no more
 But they wanna be all over the television
 Rockin' feminine shit, trying to act homo
 Old bi-ass niggas, can't bypass niggas
 "I can't change even if I tried"-ass niggas
 Tight jeans on, so they show your ass-ass niggas
 In the pool with the homie, trying to splash-ass niggas
 Fruity as Mike and Ike, you'll get diced to rice
 When I arrive, I pull up like,"Hi! Surprise!"
 It might be wise to hide, when the nightly skies
 Are high. Fuckin' with an 8, no life for Pi
 Tell me. What position would the game be in
 Without me having the ability to raise the pen?
 Pound Syndrome. This is it, I'm weighin' in
 I still hate ya'll niggas, and I can't pretend
 Fool
 You ain't on that real shit
 I live here. You on a field trip
 I'm made of shit you ain't built with
 You a bitch, yo girl need a real dick
 It's no doubt, niggas gon' feel this
 You don't scare niggas, not even a lil bit
 I serve you. You get the bill quick
 Crown me, I'm a real prince
 Give me that crown boy! (give it!)
 I said give me that shit!
 Give me that crown boy! (come on!)
 I said give me that shit!
 Give me that crown boy! (give it!)
 I said give me that shit!
 Give me that crown boy! (come on!)
 I said give me that shit!
 
 Yo, let me take you to the tribe real quick
 I'm from that small city called Panorama
 Where the vatos roam and they blast they hammers
 Never had no sense, so I'm bad with manners
 Who would've thought I'd be living life in the fashion cameras?
 Got bitches on my nuts like pubics! (ooh)
 Niggas could never figure me out like Rubix!(cubes)
 I be bullying everybody like I'm Brutus! (who?)
 So don't under-estimate me, I do this! Truest
 I'm calm and ill, but still drop bombs, I kill
 You know the deal, with my godly skills
 You want a dog to fill in my shoes?
 That's a lot to fill. It won't happen, you cannot be real
 There's so many rappers that wanna catch my fame
 So many bitches, that wanna sketch my brain
 I'll probably end up on the news dead, bullet in the head
 Mama in the street yelling, "That's my baby!"
 Want me to keep it to a minimum, with the syllables?
 I think you should get up off my genitals
 Every nigga identical, when they spit a flow
 This shit is critical, I'ma have to get rough, get on my sentinal
 Nigga, what you be sipping on? I'm guessing your pen is broke
 Is it difficult for you to get better? You're so despicable
 Cause your shit is boo-boo, your bars are predictable
 I do not bump it. It's hard to get into you
 Please admit it. Man the voyage is radical
 Mind is set to just destroy. I'm an animal
 I'm killing shit, I'm a poisonous antidote
 I be on it, man ya boy's international
 Yeah I'm mad with rhymes
 Been doin' this since '99, I'm a mastermind
 Homie, it's 2015, and all my niggas gon' kill it
 When they finish the job, the other half is mine
 Fools
 You ain't on that real shit
 I live here. You on a field trip
 I'm made of shit you ain't built with
 You a bitch, yo girl need a real dick
 It's no doubt, niggas gon' feel this
 You don't scare niggas, not even a lil bit
 I serve you. You get the bill quick
 Crown me, I'm a real prince
 Give me that crown boy! (give it!)
 I said give me that shit!
 Give me that crown boy! (come on!)
 I said give me that shit!
 Give me that crown boy! (give it!)
 I said give me that shit!
 Give me that crown boy! (come on!)
 I said give me that shit!
 The rap game's mine. I revolve it
 'Round me. I think I have lost it
 And my mind's exhausted, I'm nauseous
 From the process of hopping on stage
 And trying to dive in moshpits
 Nigga, why you focused on diamonds?
 These cubic zirconias is all up in my ear
 Over jewelry, I don't get excited
 My perception in life, is "why the fuck am I here, nigga?"
 I've been this way since your ass has been sucking on titties
 Since niggas cocked back, and start bustin' on Fifty
 Since J-Lo was mobbin' in public with Diddy
 Since Biggie and Pac got shot up, it's a pity
 That's bullshit you're talking. I'm not in the mood, bro
 Continue yapping, you'll see Hopsin is brutal
 Keep pushin' me, you gon' get dropped with some drool though
 You fannin' out like you want cock in yo culo
 Niggas only in it, for money and bitches
 I don't even think they wanna rap no more
 But they wanna be all over the television
 Rockin' feminine shit, trying to act homo
 Old bi-ass niggas, can't bypass niggas
 "I can't change even if I tried"-ass niggas
 Tight jeans on, so they show your ass-ass niggas
 In the pool with the homie, trying to splash-ass niggas
 Fruity as Mike and Ike, you'll get diced to rice
 When I arrive, I pull up like,"Hi! Surprise!"
 It might be wise to hide, when the nightly skies
 Are high. Fuckin' with an 8, no life for Pi
 Tell me. What position would the game be in
 Without me having the ability to raise the pen?
 Pound Syndrome. This is it, I'm weighin' in
 I still hate ya'll niggas, and I can't pretend
 Fool
 You ain't on that real shit
 I live here. You on a field trip
 I'm made of shit you ain't built with
 You a bitch, yo girl need a real dick
 It's no doubt, niggas gon' feel this
 You don't scare niggas, not even a lil bit
 I serve you. You get the bill quick
 Crown me, I'm a real prince
 Give me that crown boy! (give it!)
 I said give me that shit!
 Give me that crown boy! (come on!)
 I said give me that shit!
 Give me that crown boy! (give it!)
 I said give me that shit!
 Give me that crown boy! (come on!)
 I said give me that shit!
 

Audio Features

Song Details

Duration
04:32
Key
1
Tempo
130 BPM

Share

More Songs by Hopsin

Albums by Hopsin

Similar Songs