Funk Volume

[Intro] (Computer) Sir, our data base has crashed (Hopsin) Aww fuck! Computer, find out what reliable sources We have to maintain a stable ground until we get things moving again" (Computer) Funk Volume hero (Hopsin) Well send him down there! (Computer) How soon? (Hopsin) Now! [Verse 1: SwizZz] Ye-uhh! See I coulda been an academic Remain in college, study a broad Maybe build some extra credits Get a degree from the UC Get accepted, by my family an friends Finally get respected But beer pong and flip cup couldn't do it And academic probation, just labelled me a loser Cancel ya, swear they gon' boot ya Terminate your future If you dont start performing like ya used to Well hows's this for a motherfuckin' performance Thought about it, stayed in hip hop and started exploring Hipsters, backpackers, fake thugs pose as rappers Whats next? FV evolved to destroy you bastards And I ain't taking shots, it's just what it is Im the truth like verdad, this is SwizZz It's here now, Funk Volume, fuck all you Im hoggin' the rock, come get the ball loose [Hook] If you want it, come get it, you know we got it These niggas hop on the train, the moment we go and drop it (Ohhh yeahh) The same niggas thats keepin' you out of pocket, dont worry about it We got it, acknowledge we here, its Funk Volume If you want it, come get it, you know we got it These niggas hop on the train, the moment we go and drop it (Ye-uhh) The same niggas thats keepin' you out of pocket, dont worry about it We got it, acknowledge we here, its Funk Volume [Verse 2: Hopsin] I got a story, kick up off of ya sneakers, smoke on some reefer Listen hip hop sold his soul to the reaper, ohh it gets deeper Decent image, lyrics, no one did neither, ill listen to it But while im punching a whole in the speaker MCs puffin' and poutin', like they strugglin' from drownin' They hate the state of rap, but dont ever do nothing about it They strategize but it usually is wrong, Mama told me I'mma soon be the one That'll hit this bitch just like a nuclear bomb I've spent a minute tryna master the craft Paving an extravagant path to baffle yo ass I don't see any more obstacles I have to get past Looks like there's a whole new type beginning after the trash Try to duplicate, you'll never find the math that I stash The movement is happening fast, I sit back and just laugh Your love and passion is cash, and thats a fact that im mad You'll get your abdomen gashed, and then get stuffed inside my travelling bag [Hook] [Verse 3: SwizZz & Hopsin] (SwizZz) It's Funk Volume, turn it up I know you heard im nuts, but trust me I ain't got the ? But I do got the urge to bust You wanna front, you can play the back seat Like the runner up (Hopsin) Grindin' till my loot is stacked Bang this till the roof collapse Enemies, im used to that I'm known for my abusive acts It's painful where this music's at Let me drive, you relax I'mma pick the pieces up to this puzzle And glue it back (SwizZz) Please forgive me if my music dont relate to you My lifes a jungle, im just actin' how an ape would do (Hopsin) Am I sane, partially Half man, part deceased White eyes, market me FV, start some beef [Hook]