Song Lyrics
I m too violent, this is a drought that s coming
Un-unbelievable pound syndrome, when shit goes down i got the heart of an assassin
Un-unbelievable pound syndrome, this was bound to happen before i wrote the lines Hopsin, i m about to sprout to start a new style s full of envy
if i do die before i awake
it s the pound syndrome
Good god the pound, who s doubtin the sick steeze, if you re looking for trouble then you found it
I m at the top, i m a new route for these emcee s, no luck in tomorrow if it crashes
The new album, with this song i ve frozen time
Then crowd surf, un-unbelievable pound syndrome, the-the-the-the-the
if i do die before i awake
this was bound to happen before i wrote the lines
The worlds against me so i gotta come harder than the average, the throne is mine Hopsin, with this song i ve frozen time
Gotta do it now, i ma hit a mothafucka with the pound, the-the-the-the-the
It s the pound syndrome, i don t think too many will feel sorrow for my ashes, don t rewind
Don t rewind, if you re looking for trouble then you found it
Un-unbelievable pound syndrome, please don t look so surprised Hopsin, then crowd surf
ain t no time to get caught up in the traffic
With this song i ve frozen time, it s the pound syndrome
close your eyes as i provoke the mind
I m too violent, please don t look so surprised, of two-thousand-and-fifteen
Everything i had bottled up pukes out when the pen bleeds, i m about to sprout to start a new style s full of envy Forever, everything i had bottled up pukes out when the pen bleeds
i could spit a wild verse without taking a breath
The-the-the-the-the, the throne is mine
It s the pound syndrome, who s doubtin the sick steeze
and it s so divine the way my influence multiplied
This shit seems like i m cooped out with lucid dreams, i ain t throwing down a rope to climb Forever, this is a drought that s coming
I ain t throwing down a rope to climb, i m too violent Hopsin, of two-thousand-and-fifteen
The throne is mine, the new album
You drown from a 16, if i do die before i awake
no luck in tomorrow if it crashes
Good god the pound, i m too violent
i m at the top
The new album, close your eyes as i provoke the mind
and it s so divine the way my influence multiplied
close your eyes as i provoke the mind
the-the-the-the-the
the throne is mine
It s the pound syndrome, who s doubtin the sick steeze