Hip Hop Sinister

Lyrics

I'm changing man
 I thought I was supposed to be this hip hop savior
 But I have turned into a sinister
 Yeah
 Wack niggas prepare to die
 You ain't got nowhere to hide
 I'm knocking at your fucking door
 You scared cause you know hell arrived
 Niggas gonna get dealt with rhymes
 It's just me, myself and I
 I low-key run this rap shit
 You don't know cause it ain't televised
 This is war, gentleman (kill)
 My flow is filled with more venom
 Than George Zimmerman in his car chillin'
 With a loaded 44 tucked into his drawers
 Fitchiting, Itching to find a brand new casket to store niggas in
 Ya'll just make me laugh and giggle
 Call me out on tracks then bitch I'll pound on you
 Like that vending machine that stole my pack of Skittles
 Niggas thought the old me dissolved
 And I went soft after my album raw
 But no bitch I evolved
 I'm taking over shit easily
 I rarely do collaborations cause ya'll ain't qualified to be in a league with me
 Hop just let the beast unleashed
 Someone get this freak a leash
 I'm snapping on all of you leaving every MC deceased
 I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister
 Murder, nigga murder
 Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up
 Murder, nigga murder
 I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister
 Murder, nigga murder
 Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up
 Murder, nigga murder
 Motherfucker we making history
 A million independently
 So kiss my fucking ass
 Left or right you get to pick the cheek
 You don't ball you just pretend to do to make the chicks believe
 Your label is fucking you like Ruthless Records did to me
 Stop with the compliments
 I've been locked in my momma's den
 Plotting when I will be dropping this Hopsin apocalypse
 Bombing the competent
 Rap goblins mobbing the continent
 Gotta be dominant
 I'm surprised that God isn't vomiting
 I'm wearing a badge tearing your ass
 Another vag cutting through sacks till they barely attached
 Me and this game are one of the same like Jaren and crack
 The darkness is arrived so make a flare with a match
 You got skill?
 Where is it at?
 I haven't seen it
 Who dares to attack a genius?
 You get managed I'll have you gag your penis
 Until you throw up your own liver (nuts)
 I don't give a (fuck)
 The flow ripper (what)
 I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister
 Murder, nigga murder
 Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up
 Murder, nigga murder
 I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister
 Murder, nigga murder
 Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up
 Murder, nigga murder
 Now if I stop being who I am that would upset me
 I'll never change for none of your wack ass deadbeats
 I struggled to change for J. Christ to accept me
 I don't even change clothes
 Shit not even my bed sheets
 When I step inside the boot and rhyme
 Rappers commit suicide
 And jump in front of a moving semi-truck like it was cool to die
 Niggas is watered down fuck it
 It is time to scuba dive
 Better get on your knees and pray to God and hope that you survive
 Killing rappers like I condone violence
 I murder you and when your soul is floating to hell I ghostride it
 You won't last living in this cold climate
 So don't try it
 I know I'm ill
 I don't need no pussies to co-sign it
 Commercial niggas thinking they carry the torch
 It's going to be very hilarious when I bury your corpse
 So next time you spit a fucking rhyme that's too simple
 I'll jump kick your ass through the glass of the booth window
 I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister
 Murder, nigga murder
 Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up
 Murder, nigga murder
 I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister
 Murder, nigga murder
 Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up
 Murder, nigga murder
 

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Duration
03:50
Key
2
Tempo
181 BPM

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