Hopsin - West Coast Eclipse lyrics

[Verse 1] When I rap, I like to seem wack at first And rhyme cheap words, like curse and verse And once it pa**es like one or two bars I turn the switch on and start crushing fools hard Who said the west isn't consistent, I'm fixing to fix it For all these n***as who listening and living imprisoned I'm thinkin' it isn't missing it's villain, k**ing them image Now I'mma rip this, now witness it as I finish the sentence Losing hip-hop was a tragic loss but I found it and glued it right To my dick so if you want it you'll have to jack it off Rappers acting soft as a fabric cloth, I'mma smash 'em all Their nuts are like berries, mines are the size of basketballs I choke MCs out with a strong vice grip Then beat them with the sticks from the cross that they hung Christ with Head to the club then pull me a sprung white chick You all know how Hop gets down, he one nights it I sleep walk at night with a bunch of madness Mob through the halls and talk with a Russian accent Ready to k** like I'm a real thug a**a**in Who beat my dad's a** and wake up like nothing happened I'm ruthless, and I do drop bombs I got fools in the valley like, "Dude, nuh-uh!" When my album drops make sure that you cop one We need a raw fool like me since 2Pac's gone Wack rappers like, "Hop, I'll disable you in the booth!" I'm like, "For real? That's a fatal attempt to do!" You thinking you spit the truth, I shake you and strip your j**els Then hang you up from a roof, and strangle you with a noose Cremate you with four torches, flame of the torch scorching Leaving your corpse tortured of course it's hardcore sh** And if there's ever a day that my pockets hurting I'm robbing you, with a Osama Bin Laden turban Hip-Hop is urging for a new flock of verses to rock the circuit All you flops emerging are pitiful, we did not deserve it Your style ain't even worth the fame It's watered down more than New Orleans during a hurricane Your whole album was a verbal shame I'm Hopsin, don't act like you ain't heard the name