Hopsin - Ripper (Ode to Jack) lyrics

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Hopsin - Ripper (Ode to Jack) lyrics

[Chorus] So in my mind we're f**ing In my mind we grinding In my mind still unwinding I had to rip her, rip her, sick like the ripper, the ripper In my mind we grinding, grinding Still unwinding, I had to rip her, rip her Sick like the ripper, the ripper [Verse 1 -ET-] Nah, I'm not a rapist, some prefer the word sadist I'm not a satanist, more like a psycho with problems is blatant sh** You're the reason I'm dangerous, tight jeans & stockings, inside I scream Wet dreams, more like a tease, from this teen, knife to the spleen You won't give it up to me, girl you actin Teila tequila I think your a** been sippin' too many margaritas Well it was nice to meet ya, and since I'm the undertaker Its tombstone time, you stop breathin' Hands to the throat, chokin', neck starts bleeding The weapons done, and nah I don't own guns But I've seen enough horror flicks to get you done, hun, sprung [Chorus] So in my mind we're f**ing In my mind we grinding In my mind still unwinding I had to rip her, rip her, sick like the ripper, the ripper In my mind we grinding, grinding Still unwinding, I had to rip her, rip her Sick like the ripper, the ripper [Verse 2 -Hopsin-] See I was at home when I thought of a master invention Change my image up for a girl to grab her attention Hell I thought she would be bagged in an instant But it didn't work out so I resorted to disaster intentions It was like somebody handed me a bag of resentment I ran up on her, pushed her on the ground and dragged her against it I said "Look b**h I'm not gonna hurt you or try to cut you I just wanna love you" and all she had to say was "fu*k YOU" I said "No no, please don't make me angry, I'm gonna stab you And make your veins bleed, you can ask my mother I'm a strange breed Prematurely born, 8 weeks, I'm a nice guy you should date me If I had you inside my life I would be so complete" But she don't agree, she just said no and screamed Woe is me, after what I did I have a right to be sore All I can say is that shes not alive anymore! [Chorus] So in my mind we're f**ing In my mind we grinding In my mind still unwinding I had to rip her, rip her, sick like the ripper, the ripper In my mind we grinding, grinding Still unwinding, I had to rip her, rip her Sick like the ripper, the ripper [Verse 3 -ET-] I came here to address these points, fools getting caught Snobby b**hes getting annoyed, so do you get the point? Or are you too high off the joint? Girl These stab wounds multiply in your world Yeah, they all plural I don't k** for the thrill, its for the nerds with the mills Still but no ladies to chill, its ill I don't find enjoyment, I find employment Slice a prostitute in the loins quick Moist grips, firmness, drooling from my lips See the ripper can't be ripped, on his own sh** Self [??] yeah i ride my own dick [Chorus] So in my mind we're f**ing In my mind we grinding In my mind still unwinding I had to rip her, rip her, sick like the ripper, the ripper In my mind we grinding, grinding Still unwinding, I had to rip her, rip her Sick like the ripper, the ripper

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