Hopsin - Pans In The Kitchen lyrics

rate me

Stop and listen

I'll rock with it with no competition on this... shh

You gotta get it, there's nothing hotter then it

A whack rapper is what Hopsin isn't I kick it

To ya if you got a minute you'd bop ya head like a walking pigeon

Play my position I kinda dip it when I always kick it

I got lots of this, I vibe to this like I rock a fee-gee

Me and amount of people that's feeling me is a hot percentage

They know I'm tight but I be conceited if I admit it

I'm a climb the game till I'm on the top of it

And don't be chicken if u call me out if u got a problem with it

On some silent shit just get it stuck it's some violent shit

And feelings will be hurt so your better of if you mind your business

Don't get it started, with that brother Marcus that kid retarded

Hes gonna evolve us, some rock-es to prove that shit is garbage

You'll be the illest artist realist in this rap

All you fools out there wanna get him on your track

[Chorus:]

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen

I be banging on the pans in the kitchen

So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen

I be banging on the pans in the kitchen

So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen

I like playing with the pans in the kitchen mama

You gonna let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama

Don't get what u say about the pans in the kitchen mama

I'm a prove that I'm the man in the kitchen mama

I use to push weight on the block

A fat chick and she was barely able to walk

She was good for one thing and that was taking the rock

She told me she was pregnant and Im thankfull to the god

That she wasn't, cause all that mess was making me hot

I'm happy that she ain't the one to have a baby with hop

Shes so obese I take her out and make her stay in the car

Her body odor always smelling like some bacon and farts

I tell her ha don't eat pork she takes it straight to the heart

Ready to make a song, she needa make a fat with it (ehhhhh)

The farm, that's where she belong, better leave me alone, call and asking where I'm at

Like she needs to know

A what a surprise, she thinking I'm the lover of her life, becoming my wife

Listen to me take some advice, you wanna look nice, trust me I'm right

Go the Motherfuckin gym and loose the gut and your fine

[Chorus:]

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen

I be banging on the pans in the kitchen

So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen

I be banging on the pans in the kitchen

So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen

I like playing with the pans in the kitchen mama

You gonna let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama

Don't get what u say about the pans in the kitchen mama

I'm a prove that I'm the man in the kitchen mama

I'm Marcus and yes I am stupid

Thought I was a smart kid guess again stupid, I'm a special ed student

Give me a couple of bars and let the man prove it cause theres evidence to it

I never knew it, but the rest of my class knew it

They must of thought id never remember to pass to it

Forget school man I never could pass threw it

I never be the student ahead of the class who gets an A up in his report card

A nice kid whose so smart

Seems like when they threw me in special ed it got more hard

Every year the cycle repeats over again

My friends graduate and I'm way older then them

Then they come to me nice mugging me

Making fun of me

Whata hes ugaly motherf** u thinking what they Uhh

Tell me they lucky I don't suddenly go become something on them

Like a freaking cycle then what's it gonna be

[Chorus:]

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen

I be banging on the pans in the kitchen

So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen

Mama keep the pots and pans in the kitchen

I be banging on the pans in the kitchen

So mama don't be trying to hide the pans in the kitchen

I like playing with the pans in the kitchen mama

You gonna let me play with the pans in the kitchen mama

Don't get what u say about the pans in the kitchen mama

I'm a prove that I'm the man in the kitchen mama

Thanks to levi for correcting these lyrics