Hoppa's Cypher

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton] I eat rappers, save skeleton bones Welcome to the jungle bitch I ride an elephant home Get to slapping mother fuckers, get the hell out my throne Start foaming at the mouth like what the hell am I on This that DJ Hoppa, Jarren's the new teeny bopper Face fucking bitches, nice guy wipe the semen off her Hit the exit bitch, head was my prerequisite These get to spinning on the Chevy like the exorcist Lifestyle's reckless, snatch a nigga's necklace Stunting for my friends like "Watch a nigga check this bitch" "Hey bitch, you better have my mother fucking money by Thursday" "I'm sorry mom just go with it, I'm trying to act hard in front of my friends" Back to murdering wizard shit like Merlin Stick a javelin through your abdomen fucking nerves of them Probably didn't occur to them that Jarren's about to murder them SK will reacquaint you niggas with the earth again So keep yapping and that gat's squirting My girlfriend is in the Klan but unaware that she's a black person Hop on the plane wearing a black turban "I'm a terrorist" Not a real one idiot, the rap version A-town's finest, bitches popping out my bathtub like "The royal penis clean, your heiness" Moment of silence for my nigga that passed If I pick this bitch up she gotta fill up my gas Cut to the chase you fucking if I give you some cash DJ Hoppa on the beat so niggas know we gonna spaz Razor blade Benton bitch I wouldn't play with him And we sharing needles bitch you about to catch AIDS with them [Verse 2: Dizzy Wright] Crazy thoughts getting lost in my membrane, that's what I get for being outspoken Observing I can always sense things, speaking how you thinking with your mouth open It's a party when I'm crashing on the set So high I'm accidentally ashing on my chest These MILF bitches keep on asking me for sex So I tried the shit but I ain't never happy to reflect Gotta learn to live with regrets You not giving up the neck, you probably single with a pet We all know the bitches that be sleeping with a cat Sneaky bitch got me sneaking out and leaving through the back If that wasn't an option would you back it up and drop it Fuck around and trap me in the closet Stacking like I'm Jerry Stackhouse coming out of college If you coming out your panties I ain't coming out my wallet Bitch I'm watching you Doing that thirsty shit on Twitter gonna be the reason I unfollow you She say that it's important to me But good pussy good weed, that's normal to me You need game I got it bro Perform to acheive It was a day contract she been on for weeks These bitches heating up when they be cold in the streets Turning bitches out that's older than me [Verse 3: SwizZz] See when you show love it gets reciprocated I see it as flattery when I'm imitated Invested a couple thou' when I renovated Turned my bedroom into a studio and orchestrated My plan to make a living off this rap shit To pay back more than a fraction Of what I owe to everyone that help me see it through or make it happen Won't be long before we cash in, living outward I imagine Exactly how I planned it A couple handouts but I tripled what I was handed It gets quite easy distinguishing who was candid Some homies lost faith and sooner or later vanished Damnit, Fuck it, I ain't tripping over spilled milk So fuck it, when times are hard I'm willing to help I better myself so I can better everyone else Around me, San Fernando, Los Angeles County Just thought I'd mention the home base Disrespectful niggas get stomped like home plate Still taking jack shots, ramu, no chase 8 shot in and still ok, it don't stop Pour another till I'm feeling woozy Even the bitches acting bougie Uncapable of starring in they home movie With a few scenes, a couple in the bed, then backyard jacuzzi Making additions to two Zs And we're straight like the face your girl gave When she lied about being laid DJ Hoppa let the record spin and rotate F-U-N-K Volume biatch! [Verse 4: Hopsin] This is what I'm giving you, funky shit to listen to Came up in the underground and now you trying to mimic who? Ain't familiar with this flavor, homie I'll reintroduce Taking it back to when S-N-Double O-P had dropped that gin and juice Give me a minute to Fuck up your mental with a pencil over this instrumental that’s how a menace do I'm launching missles, it's simple to cripple I got a bite like a pitbull, that's why they love me and they ain't feeling you My life is a tightrope that I walk carefully So many bitches on my dick I need therapy My girl walking out I'm trying to grab her screaming "[Sarah] please You said you loved me I thought you would be there for me" I lift the bullshit then Hopsin makes the parodies My man's so famous he could hook me up with a pair of jeans And a gangster rap shirt with a snapback It makes my past easier to laugh at If you a hater then you need to get your ass slapped You don't wanna see me cross your path like a black cat I'm everything that your ass lacked FV nigga and that's that I call names, if you respond that's a fat trap Remember me the ugly fucking nigga with the mad rap A sinister's what I've been known to be And you know I'm about to kill this shit with Hoppa on the beat