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hopsin - the hop train lyrics

[intro]
mama, can you buy me some white eyes?
hop on the hop train, hop on the hop train

[hook]
oooh, hop on my train
i can take you anywhere you wanna go
and if you don’t wanna leave we’re goin’ round and round
baby all you gotta do let me know
i’m a little bit torn up, can you hear me?
i’m a little bit torn up, can you hear me?
i’m a little bit torn up, can you hear me?
i’m a little bit torn up, can you hear me?

[verse 1]
knock, knock, open the door
i came to sabotage all of your brains
i don’t necessarily have a cause
straight out of the f-cking studio next to my dad’s garage
up on the macintosh
whippin’ up my rap collage
i got some motherf-ckers h-ssling me
because i made it off of rap and not a bachelor degree
i plotted my plots accurately
during that time i was gone for a minute
now i’m back in the streets
f-ck you haters i’ve been like this since before you was out
and i’m that psycho rapper that your label warned you about
should i wait for you to blow up
or should i torture you know
and do i have a heart for sympathy?
of course i do, pal
you got a deal?
that’s kinda strange to me
’cause see you ain’t really a thing to me
but see me, most n-ggas can’t compete
now bang the beat
and lets give them what they came to see

[verse 2]
i got all of you under my mind control
with n0body leaving until i say it’s time to go
i’m single so i’m trying to find a hoe
a raw b-tch, with a mean overbite like a dinosaur
you can gurgle on a nut or two
i’ll never fall in love with you
see i got love for you
but i know you’ll blow it on other dudes
and if i brought you home to my parents
what would my mother do?
probably tell me to take your nasty -ss to another room
that’s why i’m taking you to motel 6
if you don’t like the way i’m stylin’ on you, oh well, b-tch
oh, you’re mad because every n-gga treat you just like that
well, you were the one at the f-cking club dressed like that
now, hmm
i think you might have lost it
you look nothing like a boss chick
me, i’m trying to get my f-cking b-lls l!cked
let’s flip a coin, head or tails, you call it

[verse 3]
i failed to listen
corrupted from watching television
go buy my album, f-ck the clean, get the h-ll edition
rapping like a maniac has put me in a swell position
if you met me in person you could tell i’m tripping
i never had a lot to lose, just a lot to gain
always brought the pain
’cause my mind is in the proper frame
while lazy n-ggas try to kick it like a soccer game
talkin’ like they gonna cop a range
but ain’t got the change
i’m having a f-cking ego trip
because hip hop needs to reload quick
so look me up in the lab tight with some doritos chips
and some emo chick
i’mma show you n-ggas how to be more sick
check it
yes, i’m from the west
if that’s what your guessing
let me teach you a lesson and show you the proper essence of wrecking
dissecting the track is the only thing on my mind when i step in
when i follow those procedures i can label you as pathetic

[outro]
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