hopsin diss

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this is not a real diss

I’m a pretty dark person, i’ve though about ending it a million times
but gotten a million lines
They say we living in troubled times
All the time with this glock of mines
I stared death in the eyes a couple times
Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines
This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines
So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times
so lonley in the mind
Good help is hard to find
I will be by your side
Me and you i think we should ride
I can smell it when i go outside
When it came to grams it was 90 i fried
Cause another innocent died
hopsin needs so much help
Stop it if you scared
you so dam scared
you have no homies if u do they fake
hop is not back
Yeah, the sex in the sack
Ha my mojo back
Snapple fact: you rather wack
The crown ruler is back
Top dropped down, black on black
Quick flipping up sexy back
The door crack, niggas all black
Twista finna get up on the track
Where the black girls get their weaves back
He kind of grew into the shape of a mack
And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack
Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack
And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack
And they label me king... you can come and take it back
Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack
Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back
I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track
For everything i lost tell em i want it all back
Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track
So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black
Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back
The generational gap with yet another sensational track
No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

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lucas
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