Hopsin - Sag My Pants

Yeah

Hopsin

Funk Volume

C'mon, keep sleepin' on me

Hollywood ass rappers

Bitch ass females

That's enough to make a nigga flip

Yeah, I erupt like a bomb

So give up the baton

I slap you after bustin' a fuckin' nut in my palm

Why you buggin' me like something was wrong

Just take a puff of the bong

And let me leave your mind corrupt from this song

See you can't stop me cause I'm a brainwash teens

And create false dreams cause it pays off clean

I'm just an idiotic ironic symbolic illuminatic product

That's gonna be killed if I talk about it (Shh)

This industry business is all screwed up

I have no favorite rapper because all you suck

I severe the weakest niggas who not on my pedigree

Because on the tombstone its as hard as it will ever be

I'm judged by my wild image a lot

And everybody seems to think I have a sinister plot, I do

Be offended by every sentence I jot

I got some militant thoughts and you ain't killin' 'em off, so listen

I sag my pants until my ass shows

I even slap hoes (Bitch)

Yeah I'm an asshole (Yeah yeah)

And your parents hate me cause I love you

So tell em' I said fuck you

Yeah I said fuck you (Yeah yeah)

I snuck in Drake's house when he was alone inside (Uh oh)

You can say I have a bogus mind

I dim the lights and close the blinds

Around his neck is where my rope was tied

I yanked on it till I broke his spine (Yeah)

Lately I've been fuckin' pissed off (Why?)

'Cause everybody's sayin' Lil Wayne spits raw

I start a big brawl

And slam his ass into a brick wall

And have a fat nigga sit on him

Rick Ross (Gross)

I don't play with this rap shit

I got no life, I stay in the attic

Fuck a rap career, I'm waiting to smash it

Soulja Boy you got a corny flow (True)

So you can suck my fuckin' dick through a glory hole

I'm just being me, what you trying to hate for

All you niggas is faker than Lupe Fiasco claimin' he skateboards

Yeah right, that nigga can't even ollie

Push him away on the dolly

Not even Satan can't stop me (What)

I sag my pants until my ass shows

I even slap hoes (Witch)

Yeah I'm an asshole (Yeah yeah)

And your parents hate me cause I love you

So tell em' I said fuck you

Yeah I said fuck you (Yeah yeah)

I'm probably the sickest muthafucka who don't get recognized

Eazy-E's wife's life is somewhat now jeopardized

She signed me and I was set aside

For like three and a half years

I don't think I remember why

I'm fuckin' dope and this is my reward

That's wacker than the five hundred dollars you signed me for

Eazy's dead now, yeah the label's finally yours

Too bad he never knew that you were just a grimy whore

You can't maintain what Eric built (Nah)

I know he's in his grave turnin' like a Ferris wheel

Don't think you're cool just cause you inherit mil

Bitch play the skills

I'm Hopsin, I spit shit so unfair and real

I got some deep dark issues within

All because you lied and tried to pretend you a friend

Fuck Ruthless, bitch I never lend you a hand

And I'm a make sure nobody ever signs with you again (You know why?)

I sag my pants until my ass shows

I even slap hoes (Bitch)

Yeah I'm an asshole (Yeah yeah)

And your parents hate me cause I love you

So tell em' I said fuck you

Yeah I said fuck you (Yeah yeah)