Artist: Hopsin Album: Raw Song: Hot 16's Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Intro] See the difference between me and you is You think there's no difference between me and you Baby, Hopsin is in the building! (I'm RAW) We gone have one hell of a time RIGHT NOW! [Hopsin] Who am I? a snobby and deadly poet So nigga put down the pen cause I probably already wrote it I'm the nigga that Hollywood barely noticed For pullin cards, it's easy as sockin on Gary Coleman How did you get a deal without havin no type of talent The shit you write is invalid, you gettin your mic impounded I'm livin in a dump, you livin life in a palace Dinin with Caesar salad, man how do you guys allow it Yo, you weak niggaz in the limelight trippin' But I won't let you slide like friction Not tryna be ya buddy in this rap shit, I like dissin' So you can kiss my ass and watch the white eyes glisten Ya'll nigga's be regulatin the area Hesitatin to scare to some defamation of character I got it locked no separatin the barriers Medicate your hysteria, heaven's waitin to carry ya [Chorus] My hot 16's be on that ill shit! (uh huh) Your hot 16's deal with the children (uh huh) Baby, Hopsin is in the building! (you know) We gone have one hell of a time RIGHT NOW! [Hopsin] I'm a pro but I kick it with the beginners That what I whip up for dinner it's been up on my agenda I came and left but now I'm finna re-enter Shiver-me-timbers, how the fuck can a nigga be realer? I don't know but my flow, is so cold, mistah oh no At your door, I'm ready fo' war When you was flossin on me tryna swerve in your hummer I was plottin way bigger nigga, word to your mother My verses are butter, I emerge from the gutter To step up inside the booth and then work mothafuckers I'm hungry as all of the roaches that lurk in my cupboard You should be duckin and runnin', send the word to the others I'm a fuckin nightmare in your worst hell And I'm leavin nigga's stuck behind the bars, they don't deserve bail You see wackness doesn't sit on my nerves well You couldn't bust with a dick full of sperm cells [Chorus] My hot 16's be on that ill shit! (uh uh) Your hot 16's deal with the children (uh huh) Baby, Hopsin is in the building! (you know) We gone have one hell of a time RIGHT NOW! [Hopsin] You see I'm lyrically bashin up on your feelings I'm bad and I don't conceal it, this dragon is known for killin' That's the reason I'm baggin these hoes and grillin' My madness is so appealin and swagger is on a billion Aside from all the provocative hellishness I'm somewhat underground, but got the commercial elements Accordin to ruthless records it wasn't evident So I'm a 9/11 the label bitches to hell with it I'm that crazy nigga, you can't be iller I'll pick ya fuckin mom up in a 18-wheeler Yeah I'll hit it, but if she don't wanna pay me scrilla I'll let a rottweiler fuck her till the rabies kill her My hobbies are rappin vicious, slappin bitches Grabbin digits, and I occasionally laugh at midgets I'm hardly sane and half horific with a dab of mischief Never rap no shit if I haven't lived it, it's that specific [Chorus] My hot 16's be on that ill shit (uh huh) Your hot 16's deal with the children (uh huh) Baby, Hopsin is in the building! (you know) We gone have one hell of a time RIGHT NOW! [Outro] Welcome to RAW {*4X*} We gone have one hell of a time, RIGHT NOW!