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Free Meal Lyrics - Artist : Hopsin
[Hopsin:]
Horseshit Gang is amateurs For real, like from a real artist's perspective they are fucking amateurs They have no idea what they're doing They just rap fast and think it’s dope You're now about to feel the wrath of Hopsin, Dizzy Wright and Benton Your careers was ended the moment that I was mentioned This rap shit is my religion Sorry Crooked I but sending Horseshit in to diss us wasn't a wise decision It's a setback for sure Not only on they weak careers but it's a setback on yours So step back, endure the rain, the suffer and pain You want a problem? Here's a death match, it's war Fuck Horseshit Gang they straight lame, all four suck I put 500k on this battle, you put yours up? You poor bums couldn't afford a sweater from Nordstrom's After this shit is finished, niggas better reward us My girl's 'gram has more likes than yours does How does it feel to have never been on a tour bus? It's probably similar to alcohol on a sore cut You niggas suck; in other words niggas, you're fucked You really thought we wouldn't stop you? Please Fuck you mean? We'll puncture you and watch you bleed See I patrol the game daily like the cops do streets I'm too beast, niggas we will rock you; Queen For real, it's like your buzz is invisible, dang You don't even have residuals, game From your predictable lane Your song sucks so you ain't getting no fame Nobody even knows you nigga's individual names [Jarren Benton:] Y'all done stepped in some horse shit I'll turn you horseshoe niggas to corpses For a dollar and a snack I bet they blow a horse dick I ain't want to murk them but fuck it, you niggas pushed me I'd let you fuck my wife but I'm sorry, she don't like pussy I'm bending corners, let you broke niggas ride along What bunch of fucking gangsters, but they can't afford a firearm I know you need guap, take a moment to breathe Doc Bet they do the drive-by on a bike with a slingshot Y'all basic, lookin' like you need bathing Call me cause my grandmama got room in the basement You could never shit on me, you should lend your bitch to me We stock you up with canned goods and give you free publicity 500K but we doin' this one for charity Stackin' bread like I'm Sara Lee, you should be very scared of me Fire marshall build, you faggots can get extinguished On Sway lookin' like some broke R |
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