Lets Go [Chorus (X2)] Break it down (down down down down…) Gotta get up (get up), say what Get up (get up), say what Now may I kick a flow for y'all That's slow and raw For ****** who thinking the west coast fell off But first, I'd like to give a little toast to all Who's souls was lost up in the rap flows in all (gee) Back to my original topic ******* the ******** you should be getting with Hopsin On that real rap **** man forget the imposters Y'all destroyed hip hop (good) Mission accomplished Now I'mma make them regret this **** Bringing back all the elements Making these fellas swell up And tell them that ******* hell is hit I got to focus though And come down on all my zoning's yo Because I'm prone to blow And destroy all my lyric chromosomes I told you folks that it's over So go and roll up your soldiers And be out this ***** like hocus pocus I'm so ferocious I had the potion but no one noticed And now I'm about to blow up even bigger than my nose is [Chorus (X2)] I'd like to bust another verse if I may The mess I made, make rappers want to catch my fade I'm just not sane, all y'all affect my brain So don't be running up trying to put me in headlocks mayne It's like I pin em like a poster, get em and just roast em When it comes to this verbal abuses, do not approach him I toast em, bury them in an oasis Then write a book about it like OJ did (stupid stupid) I'm that new ***** all the kids gonna look up to With a middle finger in the sky screaming “ ******* school†You don't want your child bumping Hop? ***** ******* you Who's a better dad? You or me? Let your son choose Girl, why you acting so passionate? You smiling at me like I was attracted to fat women ****, go dance your ass up in the cut with your big butt Come to think about it, never mind I could use a nut [Chorus (X2)] Still the same *****, still using fruity loops Play this **** up in the club, watch what her booty do I ain't got to ******* with all the high tech **** I keep the kitchen grimy cooking up my next hit I guess it's how I was raised, and now I get paid To go and write some ******** a couple hours a day I just pop a tune on and the music will move me My message is deeper than this **** if you listen closely Yo, I got a habit for smashing *******s In fact I'm a dashing rapping savage Assassin who has a passion To just see 'em, read 'em, eat em Beat em, flee em then feed em to muselina I seem to be the most heated speaker I'll defeat your leader Freak your diva then freaking leave her Hopsin, he a demon Y'all knowing he a beast (what!) How the ******* am I supposed to act? The west coast is back! [Chorus (X2)]
Lets Go [Chorus (X2)] Break it down (down down down down…) Gotta get up (get up), say what Get up (get up), say what Now may I kick a flow for y'all That's slow and raw For ****** who thinking the west coast fell off But first, I'd like to give a little toast to all Who's souls was lost up in the rap flows in all (gee) Back to my original topic ******* the ******** you should be getting with Hopsin On that real rap **** man forget the imposters Y'all destroyed hip hop (good) Mission accomplished Now I'mma make them regret this **** Bringing back all the elements Making these fellas swell up And tell them that ******* hell is hit I got to focus though And come down on all my zoning's yo Because I'm prone to blow And destroy all my lyric chromosomes I told you folks that it's over So go and roll up your soldiers And be out this ***** like hocus pocus I'm so ferocious I had the potion but no one noticed And now I'm about to blow up even bigger than my nose is [Chorus (X2)] I'd like to bust another verse if I may The mess I made, make rappers want to catch my fade I'm just not sane, all y'all affect my brain So don't be running up trying to put me in headlocks mayne It's like I pin em like a poster, get em and just roast em When it comes to this verbal abuses, do not approach him I toast em, bury them in an oasis Then write a book about it like OJ did (stupid stupid) I'm that new ***** all the kids gonna look up to With a middle finger in the sky screaming “ ******* school†You don't want your child bumping Hop? ***** ******* you Who's a better dad? You or me? Let your son choose Girl, why you acting so passionate? You smiling at me like I was attracted to fat women ****, go dance your ass up in the cut with your big butt Come to think about it, never mind I could use a nut [Chorus (X2)] Still the same *****, still using fruity loops Play this **** up in the club, watch what her booty do I ain't got to ******* with all the high tech **** I keep the kitchen grimy cooking up my next hit I guess it's how I was raised, and now I get paid To go and write some ******** a couple hours a day I just pop a tune on and the music will move me My message is deeper than this **** if you listen closely Yo, I got a habit for smashing *******s In fact I'm a dashing rapping savage Assassin who has a passion To just see 'em, read 'em, eat em Beat em, flee em then feed em to muselina I seem to be the most heated speaker I'll defeat your leader Freak your diva then freaking leave her Hopsin, he a demon Y'all knowing he a beast (what!) How the ******* am I supposed to act? The west coast is back! [Chorus (X2)]
