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letra de simon says (freestyle) - hopsin

[verse 1]
yeah, n-gg-s better lay low, i swear this ain’t no game bro
asking for blessings won’t prevent you from being preyed on
see i ain’t underground or commercial, i’m in the grey zone
i had bars back when verizon was making payphones
n-gg-s say that hop fell off, i’m yelling “how, stupid?”
y’all ain’t never eating but verbally making bowel movements
better bow, you in the presence of wild c–n sh-t
f-ck y’all, you gave me the mic knowing i’ll lose it
my style’s too sick, boy i’ve been programmed with pro raps
all these n-gg-s’ tinder as f-ck but still no match
i’m a nice guy but when i’m in front of the notepad
it’s f-ck it, dawg, off with his head, sh-t it’ll grow back
how you claim to be ill when your career ain’t never seen a sequel
n-gg-s ain’t playing you in they beats pill
i could touch lives through the speaker, 3d sk!lls
stop it boy, i’m on a roll like tv film
i remember n-gg-s didn’t f-ck with me, dawg
the tables turned, now we’re even, d-mn, what are the odds?
there must be a god, you f-ck with the ugliest broads
your hands out, it better be for a lovely applause
otherwise do not bother
undercover prodigy, how could i not prosper?
i am the godfather, style’s beyond proper
f-ck you little lame -ss wannabe hop bloggers mooching off hop’s dollars
you n-gg-s ain’t sh-t, you wish you were shot callers
so y’all can get f-cked like i do at m-ssage parlors
i’m in and out the matrix, sh-t i utilize both
the grim reaper, you and i know
will you survive? no
once this whack mcs find out i crucify souls
they’ll be calling the number on logic’s suicide song

- hopsin

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