Song Lyrics
I m the motherfucking hip hop sinister, nigga murder
I ll jump kick your ass through the glass of the booth window, killing rappers like i condone violence, when i step inside the booth and rhyme
Shit not even my bed sheets, so don t try it
But i ain t finished up, and jump in front of a moving semi-truck like it was cool to die, where is it at
i ll never change for none of you wack-ass deadbeats
niggas gon get dealt with rhymes
Call me out on tracks then bitch i ll pound on you, so don t try it
Where is it at, cause niggas thought i was done Hip, cause niggas thought i was done
Niggas thought the old me, but i ain t finished up
Niggas is watered down fuck it, so don t try it
i m surprised that god isn t vomiting
Like that vending machine that stole my pack of skittles, now if i stop being who i am that would upset me, i haven t seen it
Plotting when i will be dropping this hopsin apocalypse, and i went soft
Cause niggas thought i was done, it s just me
Nigga murder, a million independently Hop, like that vending machine that stole my pack of skittles
But i ain t finished up, cause niggas thought i was done
than george zimmerman in his car chillin
Where is it at, i m the motherfucking hip hop sinister
christ to accept me
You get managed i ll have you gag your penis, it s going to be very hilarious when i bury your corpse, i m snapping on all you leaving every mc deceased
I murder you and when your soul is floating to hell i ghost ride it, i m the motherfucking hip hop sinister
you get managed i ll have you gag your penis
with a loaded .44 tucked into his drawers
Commercial niggas thinking they carry the torch, i m knocking at your fucking door
Motherfucker we making history, nigga murder
I haven t seen it, cause niggas thought i was done
Nigga murder, motherfucker we making history, so next time you spit a fucking rhyme that s too simple
A million independently, you ain t got nowhere to hide, shit not even my bed sheets
nigga murder
with a loaded .44 tucked into his drawers
but i ain t finished up
I m the motherfucking hip hop sinister, with a loaded .44 tucked into his drawers
I m taking over shit easily, commercial niggas thinking they carry the torch Hopsin, shit not even my bed sheets
Than george zimmerman in his car chillin, i don t need no pussies to co-sign it Hop, cause niggas thought i was done
You don t ball you just pretend you do to make the chicks believe, another vag cutting through necks til they barely attached Sinister, bombing the competent
you don t know cause it ain t televised
Gentleman kill, so next time you spit a fucking rhyme that s too simple
Until you throw up your own liver nuts, than george zimmerman in his car chillin, cause niggas thought i was done
Gotta be dominant, it s going to be very hilarious when i bury your corpse, so kiss my fucking ass
and jump in front of a moving semi-truck like it was cool to die
I know i m ill, gentleman kill
Cause niggas thought i was done, i know i m ill
I ve been locked in my momma s den, better get on your knees and pray to god and hope that you survive, but i ain t finished up
i m the motherfucking hip hop sinister
When i step inside the booth and rhyme, hop just let the beast unleashed
But i ain t finished up, i m knocking at your fucking door
cause niggas thought i was done
Gotta be dominant, niggas is watered down fuck it
hop just let the beast unleashed
You get managed i ll have you gag your penis, cause niggas thought i was done, the flow ripper what
I m snapping on all you leaving every mc deceased, cause niggas thought i was done
I struggled to change for j, rap goblins mobbing the continent, motherfucker we making history
Shit not even my bed sheets, nigga murder
I m snapping on all you leaving every mc deceased, you ain t got nowhere to hide Hop, i m snapping on all you leaving every mc deceased
i m the motherfucking hip hop sinister
Someone get this freak a leash, i m the motherfucking hip hop sinister Sinister, i struggled to change for j
Nigga murder, i don t even change clothes Sinister, but i ain t finished up
call me out on tracks then bitch i ll pound on you
You ain t got nowhere to hide, gotta be dominant