Hopsin - West Coast Eclipse lyrics
rate me{*to "Grinding" by The Clipse*}[Hopsin]When I rap, I like to seem whack at firstAnd rhyme cheap words, like curse and verseAnd once it passes like one or two barsI turn the switch on and start crushing fools hardWho said the west isn't consistent, I'm fixing a fix itFor all these niggas who listening and living emprisonedI figured it isn't missing it's villain, killing them' imageNow I'mma rip this, now witness it as I finish the sentenceLosing hip-hop was a tragic loss but I found it and glued it rightTo my dick so if you want it you'll have to jack it offRappers acting soft as a fabric cloth, I'mma smash them allTheir nuts are like berries, mine are the size of basketballsI choke MC's out with a strong vice-gripThen beat them with the sticks from the cross that they hung Christ withHead to the club then pull me a sprung white chickYou all know how Hop gets down, he one nights itI sleep walk at night with a bunch of madnessMob through the halls and talk with a Russian accentReady to kill like I'm a real thug assasinWho beat my dad's ass and wake up like nothing happenedI'm ruthless, and I do drop bombsI got fools in the valley like, "Dude, nuh uhh"When my album drops make sure that you cop oneWe need a raw fool like me since 2Pac's goneWack rappers like, "Hop, I'll disable you in the booth"I'm like, "For real? That's a fatal attempt to do"You thinking you spit the truth, I shake you and strip your jewelsThen hang you up from a roof, and strangle you with a nooseCremate you with four torches, flame of the torch scorchingLeaving your corpse tortured of course it's hardcore shitAnd if there's ever a day my pockets hurtingI'm robbing you with an Osama Bin Laden turbanHip-Hop is urging for a new flock of verses to rock the circuitAll you flops emerging are pitiful, we did not deserve itYour style ain't even worth the fameIt's watered down more than New Orleans during a hurricaneYour whole album was a verbal shameI'm Hopsin, don't act like you ain't heard the name
