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Simon Says (Freestyle) Lyrics - Artist : Hopsin
Yeah, niggas better lay low, I swear this ain't no game bro
Asking for blessings won't prevent you from being preyed on See I ain't underground or commercial, I'm in the grey zone I had bars back when Verizon was making payphones Niggas say that Hop fell off, I'm yelling "How, stupid?" Y'all ain't never eating but verbally making bowel movements Better bow, you in the presence of wild coon shit Fuck y'all, you gave me the mic knowing I'll lose it My style's too sick, boy I've been programmed with pro raps All these niggas' tinder as fuck but still no match I'm a nice guy but when I'm in front of the notepad It's fuck it, dawg, off with his head, shit it'll grow back How you claim to be ill when your career ain't never seen a sequel Niggas ain't playing you in they Beats Pill I could touch lives through the speaker, 3D skills Stop it boy, I'm on a roll like TV film I remember niggas didn't fuck with me, dawg The tables turned, now we're even, damn, what are the odds? There must be a God, you fuck with the ugliest broads Your hands out, it better be for a lovely applause Otherwise do not bother Undercover Prodigy, how could I not prosper? I am the godfather, style's beyond proper Fuck you little lame ass wannabe Hop bloggers mooching off Hop's dollars You niggas ain't shit, you wish you were shot callers So y'all can get fucked like I do at massage parlors I'm in and out the Matrix, shit I utilize both The Grim reaper, you and I know Will you survive? No Once this whack MCs find out I crucify souls They'll be calling the number on Logic's suicide song |
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