Kumbaya (Explicit) - Hopsin

Kumbaya my Lord I might say things that you might not support

When do I drop the torch

Bless my enemies with whom I mop the floor with

It's true my thoughts are morbid

I'ma do my job of course s**t

Can't fit in my shoes n***as wishin' I lose

I'ma get it like woo

I done left it all behind me in Cali' while yellin' "Goodbye" to my family

I had to do a little soul search

All of my demons kept on fighting and scrapping inside of my mind

I was crashing

Maybe I was having a growth spurt

They tell me I should go out and mingle it don't work

I've contemplated on whether or not to smoke Purp

Think you sick in the head come visit my s**t

I live on the edge let's jump s**t I'll go first

Mmm yikes quite preposterous

White kids soaking up the hype up off it

Hi I'm Hopsin I'm obnoxious

I've been tokin' like the guy from Boston

Watch me rise to Top 10

You know what I mean ain't no one like me

I'ma turn all of my haters to some overnight fiends

I done made a lot of money from exposing my grief

Flow catch bodies like it's COVID-19 n***a

B***h listen I'm exerting the gas fumes

I'm the a*shole who goes to work in a bad mood

Me and my alter ego make a murderous rap group

I'm handin' beef to n***as like I'm serving up fast food

I should've been spazzin' now the burden has passed through

Haters wanna laugh at all the hurdles I ran through

But the word on the avenue

Is now they wanna watch you pee like a f**kin' pervert in the bathroom n***a

Ew yuck

The ladies always tell me I'm a real c**t

These wack motherf**kers that's a meal munch

On every instrumental I'ma spill guts

And I'm still nuts

Like RoboCop scrotum

I'm givin' n***as hell but I really hope I'm not goin'

And if I do I'm pullin' up with ho's in my foreign

Why the man above is watchin' with his Coke and popcorn

Well I guess I'm a villain labeled a strange

Labeled a clown labeled deranged

Labeled as someone you might put to shame

Labeled a freak who's unable to change

I'm sick in the head I'm sick with the grind

I am not someone you casually find

Where is the light give me your sun

'Cause I got way too much s**t on my mind

And I'ma get it all out

Kumbaya my Lord I might say things that you might not support

When do I drop the torch

Bless my enemies with whom I mop the floor with

It's true my thoughts are morbid

I'ma do my job of course s**t

Can't fit in my shoes n***as wishin' I lose

I'ma get it like woo

I been noticing a shift in the industry

Too many n***as who appear to be gritty flashin' they nice jewels

Braggin' about some pills and packin' a rifle

You just gon' be another rapper that die soon

Boom

That's another body off the market

Some of these n***as really 'bout it

They gon' show you all the corners

Now your mamma gotta see you droppin' slowly on a harness

S**t it might be me next I really mean it

The reject that you all love I ain't He-Man

Some n***as ain't got a pissy pot they can pee in

They hate the planet so they come at you lookin' for revenge

That's why I gotta go to sleep with the nines up

N***as creepin' f**k it I ain't leavin' survivors

Once squeeze and your spine bust

Ugh actually no one shoot dirty corpse on my carpet

Get the f**k out of here

My attitude is that of a Hulk smash

Mixed with Tony Montana snortin' bags of his coke stash

If it's true that I'm a savage at cold rap

I might as well rock a white jacket and Pulp hat

Dissing me is like having your throat gagged

And f**ked 'til your insides saggin' and prolapse

Big and Pac was a tragedy no cap

But hearing me rap is like havin' 'em both back

Livin' on Cloud Nine better believe the altitude is high

N***as say "The game's better Hopsin now that you've arrived"

'Bout to lace you motherf**kers with an album you can buy

Guess I had to go retarded I was dropped at birth

F**k all ya'll I'ma let my cock disperse

I got a constant urge to let the bombs emerge

And only time I'm worn is out is when it's Hopsin merch

I'm a villain labeled a strange

Labeled a clown labeled deranged

Labeled as someone you might put to shame

Labeled a freak who's unable to change

I'm sick in the head I'm sick with the grind

I am not someone you casually find

Where is the light give me your sun

'Cause I got way too much s**t on my mind

And I'ma get it all out

Kumbaya my Lord I might say things that you might not support

When do I drop the torch

Bless my enemies with whom I mop the floor with

It's true my thoughts are morbid

I'ma do my job of course s**t

Can't fit in my shoes n***as wishin' I lose

I'ma get it like woo