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letra de aol shut down - hopsin

[intro]
man, i don’t know what the f-ck these dudes are tryna diss me and sh-t, man
they ain’t even on my level and they ain’t never going to be on my level
i ain’t even gotta try that hard, ya know what i’m saying
they put their fullest into their disses and sh-t, and i just f-cking go sh-t some now real quick, you know, it’s that easy
they will never be on my level, and i’m speaking the truth
they know it, they might deny it, but they f-cking know it deep down inside
their mom and dad know it, their homies know it, my homies know it, we all f-cking know it. they ain’t got one hit song, they mixtape all their sh-t, my sh-t is all original, my beats
just keep it real with this sh-t, i ain’t try to be like n0body else
yeah they say i try to be like eminem, i’m just my doing what the f-ck i’m doing
they never see n0body do that sh-t before
they’re f-ckin’ getting jealous, ’cause their sh-t is just bullsh-t, know what i’m saying?
but for all you motherf-ckers out there who thought hopsin wasn’t gon’ make his comeback, man, what comeback, i ain’t never left!
f-ck you language arts, wicky rosco, whatever the f-ck your name is, f-ck you chops, and f-ck you perez!
let’s go!

[verse 1]
so i sound like eminem, okay now
go ahead and lie say you didn’t jock soslay style
talkin’ all that sh-t, sayin’ i’m on the shelf
listen to your -ss b-tch, you describing yourself
man you wish you was me, but y’all ain’t like me
you out your mind, thinkin’ i’ma finna get ate by teens
i’ma put you in your place too, dissin’ me just ain’t cool
rosco and chops friends for life y’all some g-y dudes
y’all ain’t no real recording artist with that wack rap
i’m better then y’all and i’ma die! over that fact
and i don’t even know what hype these fools to push me
the day they eat me it’ll be the day i grew a p-ssy
this sh-t is mine and i’ll never give the game up
especially to a studio gangster from pennsylvania
last time that i dissed lang he was filled with aches of pain
now he coming back a year later then just change his name what? to rosco what? is he fakin’?
i could’ve sworn that motherf-cking rap name was taken
now what you doing man?
it’s s’pposed to be a secret, plus n0body else take, noticed this so i’ma keep it
plus n0body noticed that your sister is a freak b-tch
’cause i been talkin’ to her mysp-ceing her every weekend
she wanna fly down and deep throat me up to i be skeetin’
that’s all the b-tch is good for so after that she’ll be leaving
the b-tch is just a motherf-ckin’ prost-tute
run up in your crib, and have me telling my -ss not to shoot
and i’m a nice guy man, i ain’t gonna rape your mama dude
i’ma put a gun to you and make you beat your momma’s coot
you done f-ck with the wrong f-cking guy
this ain’t just rapping, this is real f-cking life, b-tch
and chop you think you’re stopping me cuz
listen to your sh-t man fix your quality up
your mother f-cking vocals are just super loud
i popped your diss in, and it blew my subwoofer out
y’all think you sl!ck with your hard on rap
dissin’ aol rappers, when you are those cats
man! all your music’s just a big old lie
you based your rap career off what’s happening online
how many d-mn songs you hear me share about these motherf-ckers (none!)
’cause i don’t really care ’bout these motherf-ckers
i don’t collaborate with none of y’all ’cause actually
you ain’t worthy enough to hop up on a track with me
y’all trying your hardest while i’m having fun with this sh-t
f-ck the chatrooms, the battles man, i’m done with this sh-t

so, f-ck all y’all, f-ck all y’all
f-ck all y’all, f-ck all y’all
f-ck all y’all, f-ck all y’all

f-ck all y’all, f-ck all y’all
f-ck all y’all, f-ck all y’all
(stop, stop, stop it!)

[break]
stop, cut it off, cut it off
i forgot somebody
perez, you thought i was going to let you slide my friend?
oh no!

hit it! [?]
this is for méxico motherf-cker!
you talk with me too much ‘migo
i tried to told you ‘migo once, but you don’t listen to me!

[chorus]
buenos dias, perez, adios
buenos dias, perez, adios
buenos dias, perez, adios my friend
buenos dias, perez, adios my friend

[verse 2]
f-ck me little, vato, i put you in the pothole
don’t you know f-ckers take me, i’m coming from the barrio (dale oh!)
i’m crazy like the crazy guys
i’ll just punch you in the face and give us just a lazy eye
i don’t really know why you think you can beat me
i’ll come to your house, with joker, en creepy
en sneeky, en pipi, en carlos, en ricky, jorge
[?] christie, who’s freaky

ooh!
dale oh!
dale
it’s over
it’s over
turn it off, it’s over, dale

- hopsin

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