Super Duper Fly

[Verse 1] They call me Hop, the king of this hip-hop The moment that I hopped in the game, it got hot Rappers thought that they would be ruinin' my plots In this industry but homie I'm doing it ‘vualaa' Soon as I step up the flow, niggas know I'm untouchable With the mic I'mma cut ya throat, guess it's cause I'm so rugged yo I'm keepin' it real, fuck the dough, I'm lying homie I love it yo I'm a beast at this, I ain't really unleashed it yet Obviously I have I'm just bad at keepin' it secretive If you do wanna piece of this, buddy you can receive it quick Yeah I know that you sayin' fuck Hopsin, he's a dick I give the sheets a clip of how I metamorphed the game I'mma wreck it off the chain, till my records often played Spread a web across ya name, make sure you stuck in it Grab ya belt and buckle it, time to end all this fuckin' shit [Hook] I got some flows and they super duper nice Just gimmie a dope beat and I'll be super duper tight Lace it up, sell it for a super duper price, (why, why) Cause I'm super duper fly Hey I'm so fly, (fly) look at me flyin' away (I can fly, I can fly), Hey, (I can fly, I can fly), Hey, (I can fly) [Verse 2] Now the bomb is lit, flow is one word: astonishing We coming in different change it up that's what I'm promising Yeah you got potential and all a that but you not as sick Someone tell these low, down, and dirty fuckers who Hopsin is It's been awhile, feels like five hundred years But the apocalypse is finally here, a lot of these queers Just run around thinking that they hot but they cold as fuck When I drop that shit gon' be over and ya'll gon' know wassup Niggas acting like that they hate to show love Till they find out what I'm capable of I'm finna fizz up like baking soda, put so much pressure on you niggas you'll be forced to exit the game, cause my games is so tough But you muthafuckas is probably gon' keep on coming back like roaches But I have the potion, now eat you just like a pack of vultures Cause I rap ferocious, ya'll lack emotion that's needed in this I bees the business so what can I say, I just need to win it [Hook] [Verse 3] My image doesn’t appear to be vicious But just by hearin' me rip this I'm sure that you could tell I'm lyrically gifted It's a conspiracy, is it? Definitely, if you step to diss me I'll make sure you restin’ in peace, switch a mic, I wreck an emcee Evidently I'm known to killers, the devil in me You can tell it's in me, my flow has been mastered elegantly If you fellas tip me it's cause you feelin' the jealous envy Next I put more thought in it before you sell ya cd I wouldn't say that I'm the father of rap, but raps father died so I just adopted his ass Since none a ya'll will take him in, watch what I'mma make of him The nigga finna be the muthafuckin' hottest thing again Ya'll been treatin' the game wrong, man Hopsin ain't ya friend I ain't taking back none of my words, fuck who they offend Ya'll claimin' that ya'll niggas from the hood and the streets Then why's the motherfuckin' game as hollywood as can be? [Hook]