Hopsin – ILL MIND OF HOPSIN 5


yhhshhMan, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits wear it I’ve become a freak of nature all the kids stare at Who walk around bumpin’ Raw with the shit blarin’ saying fuck school and droppin’ out like a miscarriage I’m embarrassed, and I’m ashamed I played a part in this devilish game makin’ your common sense perish But I ain’t taking the full blame ’cause most of you chumps runnin’ around here ain’t never had strict parents. All of your brain cells rottin’ from weed. You feelin’ like if you ain’t got it life’s not as complete You havin’ sex with every motherfucking body you see, with a past so dark that Satan’d jump out of his seat. But still you out in these streets thinking you hot as can be, without the knowledge to lead so you just follow the sheep Making sure your lame swag is all polished and clean, while your favorite rapper’s like “Yeah, he got it from me.” You’ve been brainwashed by a fake life that you’re used to livin’. When I say the word fun What do you envision? Probably drinkin’ and smokin’ out with your crew and chillin’ with clueless women you tryin’ to bang, bumpin’ New Edition Is that all you think life really is? Well if so then you’re a fuckin’ idiot I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it. Matter of fact you don’t even deserve a brain give me it! Do you even have any goals aside from bagging these hoes and packing a bowl? Well let me guess, No You’re only in school because your parents make you go and all you do is play beer pong and hang out with your bros Yo society’s got you living for wack cause you’re a fucking adult with no skills at all! You don’t read any books or play ball You don’t draw you literally do nothing at all! Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits you don’t have, cause’ you idolize rappers that do And all they say is “I got money and it’s stacked to the roof.” And now you think it’s gon’ magically just happen to you? How? Your lazy ass don’t commit to labor. You pick something up, try it out, then put it down two minutes later Then you complain about your life ’cause it ain’t getting catered now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit’s a hater? You want to succeed you have to try Or one day, you’ll get older and regret it all ’cause you can’t provide. Your friends are lowlifes don’t act surprised look just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice. Girls stop acting like you want a guy with traits like Romeo, bitch that’s the fucking lie. You always talk about how every man’s fake and you can’t take it and you want something real shut up tramp, save it! Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets and head to the club half naked with your ass shaking Pulling a low-life nigga who claim he cash-makin’ ’till you let him hit and find out he work at the gas station. One of the them niggas got you pregnant, and you can’t raise it, but you caused it your actions made a fat statement You want Romeo, then act patient and stop frontin’ like he in the club posted in the back waitin’. It’s the club, where guys put on a new persona after they get loaded with a few Corona’s They always shoutin’ and wild out with habits that very few condone of then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone ’em. then when they leave you, you cry and cry, talking about “Oh my God. I can’t find a guy I’ve spent so many years and I’ve tried and tried. Why am I even on Earth? I should die!” You want Romeo you’re not worthy. You’re cock thirsty. You’re nasty and probably got herpes Sometimes the secret to finding is to stop searching. Try a new formula ’cause your last ones not working. The term “real nigga” is publicly used And I need to know what it means cause I’m fucking confused Are you one? For always busting your tool with nothing to lose there’s something to prove to homies up in your crew? Is it because you’re selling drugs to get loot and brag about how you done been shot and stabbed like it’s fun to be you? But your life’s a struggle, right, and you just hustlin’ through? Nah you hamster ass nigga you just stuck in a loop. Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can’t evolve? ‘Cause you in the streets acting like a neanderthal It’s clear you can’t stand the law you’re lost as an abandoned dog and all you’re interested in is fighting, rapping, and basketball I can’t even fuck up cause if we out in public you’re gonna get caught stealin’ some shit and get my ass in trouble, too You’ll get old and be nothing! Living life in these streets thuggin; and starting shit with anybody mean-muggin’. “Look at you, a real nigga thinkin’ your life’s cool. Girls used to turn me down for guys who were like you. Till you grab they heart and shove a spearhead right through. Then they regret it because it wasn’t the right move. Your “real nigga” talk seems bogus. A real nigga don’t brag about being real as long as he knows it. And his future doesn’t seem hopeless. A real nigga stays out of jail handles shit and he keeps focused. To all you rappers who’s soul is out in the wrong, you inspired the issue I wrote about in this song. You go to prowl on the young who roam around in the slums See this is what happens when rap is overcrowded with bums. Hope the hour is long when I’m rollin’ out with your tongue. The man above is my guide, you know the power is strong All you menacin’ freaks are only in it for cheese, and the mass control limit was breached, fuck hip-hop! They only in it for cheese And any eyewitness can see they purposely making the innocent weak. My existence on this planet’s for you I ain’t only here to benefit me. Yo, we need to make a change while there’s still time It is hard and sometimes I struggle trying to reveal mine I can guide you if you feel blind. I just need you to be willing to journey into my ill mind.

100 thoughts on “Hopsin – ILL MIND OF HOPSIN 5

  1. Real talk, I heard this in 2011 from a smart girl that was a lower class from me and damn felt like my mind opened up haha damn. Thanks for showing me the ways of some people.

  2. The year is 2017. I'm listening to music while doing a project for school. A friend showed me this song. I am now a freshman in high school. The friend dropped out and is living in a shack constantly doing drugs.

  3. You always talk about how every man's fake and you can't take it

    And you want somethin' real — shut up, tramp, save it!

    Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets

    And head to the club half-naked with your ass shakin'

    Pullin' a lowlife nigga who claim he cash-makin'

    Brutal

  4. This is zero disrespect to hop cuz he the goat… But how u gonna say nobody says brags about being real as long as he knows it, but I cant name one song where he doesn't say hes real 🤣

  5. Man I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
    I've become a freak of nature all the kids stare at
    Who walk around bumping RAW with the shit blaring
    Saying "fuck school" and dropping out like a miscarriage
    I'm embarrassed
    And I'm ashamed I played a part in this devilish game
    Making your common sense perish
    But I ain't taking the full blame
    'Cause most of you chumps running around here ain't never had strict parents
    All of your brain cells rotting from weed
    You feeling like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete
    You having sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see
    With a past so dark that Satan'd jump out of his seat
    But still you out in these streets thinking you hot as can be
    Without the knowledge to lead so you just follow the sheep
    Making sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
    While your favorite rapper's like "yeah, he got it from me"
    You been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to livin'
    When I say the word "fun", what do you envision?
    Probably drinking and smoking out with your crew
    And chilling with clueless women you trying to bang, bumping New Edition

    Is that all you think life really is
    Well if so, then you're a fucking idiot
    I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
    Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain, gimme it!
    Do you even have any goals
    Aside from bagging these hoes and packing a bowl
    Well let me guess, no.
    You're only in school because your parents make you go
    When all you do is play beer pong and hang out with your bros
    Yo, society's got you living for a whack 'cause
    You're a fucking adult with no skills at all
    You don't read any books or play ball
    You don't draw, you literally do nothing at all
    Still you fiend for the glamorous fruits
    You don't have 'cause you idolize rappers that do
    And all they say is "I got money and it's stacked to the roof"
    And now you think that it's gon' magically just happen to you
    How? Your lazy ass don't commit to labor
    You pick something up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later
    Then you complain about your life 'cause it ain't getting catered
    Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's a hater?
    You wanna succeed, you have to try
    Or one day you'll get older and regret it all 'cause you can't provide
    Your friends are lowlifes, don't act surprised
    Look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice

    Girls, stop acting like you want a guy with traits like Romeo
    Bitch that's a fucking lie
    You always talk about how every man's fake
    And you can't take it and you want something real
    Shut up tramp, save it
    Twice a week you put on your makeup and damn bracelets
    And head to the club half-naked with your ass shaking
    Pulling a lowlife nigga who claim he cash making
    Till you let him hit and find out he work at the gas station
    One of them niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it
    But you caused it, your actions made a fat statement
    You want Romeo, then act patient
    And stop fronting like he in the club posted in the back waitin'
    It's the club, where guys put on a new persona
    After they get loaded with a few Coronas
    They always shouting and wild out with habits that very few condone of
    Then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em
    Then when they leave you, you cry and cry
    Talking 'bout, "oh my god I can't find a guy
    I've spent so many years and I've tried and tried
    Why am I even on Earth, I should die!"
    You want Romeo, you're not worthy
    You're cock-thirsty, you're nasty and probably got herpes
    Sometimes the secret to finding is to stop searching
    Try a new formula, 'cause your last one's not working

    The term "real nigga"'s publicly used
    And I need to know what it means, 'cause I'm fucking confused
    Are you one for always busting your tool
    With nothing to lose and something to prove to homies up in your crew
    Is it because you're selling drugs to get loot
    And brag about how you done been shot and stabbed, like it's fun to be you
    But your life's a struggle, right, and you just hustling through
    Nah, you hamster ass nigga, you just stuck in a loop
    Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can't evolve
    'Cause you in the streets acting like a neanderthal
    It's clear you can't stand the law, you're lost as an abandoned dog
    And all you're interested in is fighting, rapping, and basketball
    I can't even fuck with you, 'cause if we out in public
    You gon' get caught stealing some shit and get my ass in trouble, too
    You'll get old and be nothing
    Living life in these streets, thugging and starting shit with anybody mean mugging
    Look at you, a real nigga, thinking your life's cool
    Girls used to turn me down for guys who were like you
    'Til you grab their heart and shove a spearhead right through
    Then they regret it because it wasn't the right move
    Your real nigga talk seems bogus
    A real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows it
    And his future doesn't seem hopeless
    A real nigga stays out of jail, handles shit, and he keeps focused

    So all you rappers whose soul is out in the wrong
    You inspire the issue I wrote about in this song
    You go to pile on the young who roam around in the slums
    See this is what happens when rap's overcrowded with bums
    Hope the hour is long when I'm rolling out with your tongue
    The man above is my guide, you know the power is strong
    All you menacing freaks are only in it for cheese
    And the mass control limit was breached, fuck hip-hop!
    They only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see
    They purposely making the innocent weak
    My existence on this planet's for you, I ain't only here to benefit me
    Yo, we need to make a change while there's still time
    It is hard, and sometimes I struggle trying to reveal mine
    I can guide you if you feel blind
    I just need you to be willing to journey into my ill mind

  6. @ every fucking dummy who is influenced by rap, fake flexin on Snapchat at the local club.

    Yo, society's got you living for a whack 'cause
    You're a fucking adult with no skills at all
    You don't read any books or play ball
    You don't draw, you literally do nothing at all

  7. Wow I haven't listened to this In A while I got chills, Hopsins raps are so smooth, yet sharp in delivery. A man ahead of his time for sure.

  8. It's awesome when new artists can still make you think. It seems like brainwashing is far to prevalent in the "new school"

  9. I thought he went off on me wanting to rap but not chase it i swear im finna try but he killed the fast ass little girls and the real niggas lol

  10. I'm still trying to imagine just how high this kid really was to look up and see Hopsin perched on the desk, just waiting for the beat to drop and start roasting his ass. Epic!

  11. 🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽🌽

  12. https://www.google.com/search?q=bitches%3A+all+men+are+the+same+and+treat+us+bad&tbm=isch&ved=2ahUKEwijxb7foP3jAhWDZt8KHb14A2UQ2-cCegQIABAC&oq=bitches%3A+all+men+are+the+same+and+treat+us+bad&gs_l=mobile-gws-wiz-img.3…30918.44547..46661…0.0..0.159.3886.0j29……0….1.-2JwAAEnwbI&ei=HFFRXaPHOIPN_Qa98Y2oBg&bih=652&biw=412&client=ms-android-americamovil-us&prmd=ivsn#imgrc=4xpDB3K5saliDM

  13. I love many rap songs, I am so close to calling this my no 1 favourite, and the closest to my own style wow factor in the UK. I have to take a bit of a bow.

  14. This is the song that changed my life I ain't gonna lie. Make me wise up nd now I'm settled down in a relationship nd never been so happy. Huge thankyou hopsin for speaking the truth

  15. Hop I could not comment on your latest video, I know what its like to feel your pain. I only wish happiness, Watching you over the years has gotten me though a lot and I can only hop reading this will help you through yours. Best of luck in life brother.

  16. Remember when this had still 25- to 30 miliion views and NOT blowin up. Now i see THE younger generation must have listen to this!

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