Biografía:
Marcus Jamal Hopson, mais conhecido pelo nome artístico Hopsin, é um rapper e produtor americano. Em 2007, Hopson fechou contrato com a Ruthless Records, por onde lancaria seu primeiro álbum: Gazing at the Moonlight. Porém, após sérios problemas com a gravadora, Hopsin encerrou seu contrato e abriu sua própria gravadora, a Funk Volume. Após lançar um vídeo da música "Sag My Pants" no YouTube, que atingiu um sucesso estrondoso, tendo mais de 24 milhões de visualizações, Hopsin lançou "Raw", seu primeiro álbum independente.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
Gm
Watch me, (watch me)
Gm
Watch me, (watch me)
Gm
Watch, watch
Gm
Watch me, (watch me)
Gm
Watch me, (watch me)
[Chorus]
Gm
Bitch, I'm kickin' through the door!
Gm
Let's go! 8-18, H O P
Gm
Bet on me, you gon' see
Gm
Ain't no thing, bitch, I'm on
Gm
Bitch, I'm kickin' through the door!
Gm
Yeah, 8-18, H O P
Gm
Bet on me, Prodigy
Gm
When I hit the track, bitch, I'm gone
Gm
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone
[Verse 1]
Gm
Yeah, homie G, the cold emcee
Gm
Rollin' deep through your vicinity (yo)
Gm
I just had an epiphany
Gm
I don't know what it did to me
Gm
But I'm hopin' the devil doesn't get into me (woah)
Gm
I'm still a beast whose enemies finna be
Gm
Off the chain with a brand new delivery (yeah)
Gm
Try to get in my way, the feelin' of rage
Gm
That sit in my brain, then I blast you to smithereens
Gm
Nigga please, I'll be damned if I'm thrown on the back burner
Gm
Fuckin' maniac purgin', a rap server
Gm
The cat burglar who be committin' mass murder
Gm
That's word to the G.O.D.
Gm
Fuckin' the game from the P.O.V.
Gm
Niggas beg and they plead on knees
Gm
There'll be no peace, the D.O.G., I feed on beats
Gm
If niggas wanna die they can lean on me
Gm
No Bill Withers, U.P. I done built it up
Gm
You wishin' you was on the field with us
Gm
I'm the ill nigga, no deal, look at me grill niggas
Gm
Fuckin' with me then I will erupt
Gm
Still we must remain clam
Gm
Napalm in my dang palm
Gm
I'm a dark villain like Blade, Spawn or Akon with a cape on
Gm
It ain't fun, you can't run
Gm
This is the horror flick your life is based on
A#
I ain't gon' say that I'm runnin' shit
A#
That's the shit every rapper say and think about
Gm
Nigga, just go in and look at the bank account
Gm
I just don't have enough patience to take it out
D#m
Niggas is hatin' now, I don't suffer from no paper drought
D#m
Always winning's my favorite route
Am
My whole life, I just lay it out
Being around me is a blessing so, boy, you should take a bow
Look!
[Pre-Chorus]
Gm
I'm 'bout to make this bitch jump
Gm
(Watch me, watch me, watch me)
Gm
Take a look, take a look
Gm
(Watch me, watch me, watch me)
Gm
I'm shuttin' shit down
Gm
I'm 'bout to make this bitch jump
Gm
(Watch me, watch me, watch me)
Gm
Check me out, check me out
[Chorus]
Gm
Bitch, I'm kickin' through the door!
Gm
Let's go! 8-18, H O P
Gm
Bet on me, you gon' see
Gm
Ain't no thing, bitch, I'm on
Gm
Bitch, I'm kickin' through the door!
Gm
Yeah, 8-18, H O P
Gm
Bet on me, Prodigy
Gm
When I hit the track, bitch, I'm gone
Gm
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone
[Verse 2]
Gm
Comin' up, niggas said, "He can't go far." (oh shit)
Gm
I cut through like a relay go-kart (woah)
Gm
I give it to you like a B-Day postcard
Gm
Killin' shit with my nigga DJ Romar (yeah, yeah)
Gm
You know you made it when they claim you overrated
Gm
Flow is slayin', cultivatin'
Gm
Way way back in the golden ages
Gm
Now I got hoes from here to Copenhagen
Gm
Like nigga, you don't even know where that's at
Gm
Bagbak 'cause I'm a class act of Mad Max
Gm
A mental hazmat lookin' for a jackass to spaz at
Gm
I'm turnin' you niggas into my lab rats
Gm
Hashtag, #FuckYouMan
Gm
And a dome piece with a nut and a bolt screwed in
Gm
Don't care what cult you in
Gm
I'm AWOL like I'm D. Trump's new plan
Gm
I be givin' you some mo' action, mo' thrashin'
Gm
Old-fashioned ho slappin', throat slashin'
Gm
Hittin' you harder than a collision with a semi
Gm
Then wish you'll bust and then you'll throw past it
Gm
I'm the maniac in yo' attic, nomadic, toe-taggin'
Gm
Ho, that's my dick, you should blow at it!
Gm
I don't really give a fuck about your feelings
Gm
You can cry me a river 'cause I'm a dog and you know that shit
A#
Clearly there's a devil on my shoulder with an angel
A#
But they don't go back and forth
Gm
We are all in agreement in knowin' just what I am rappin' for
Just smashin' whores, give me ass galore
D#m
It's all I'm askin', Lord
I can fit the women inside of my black Accord
Am
And we can speed through the night, unless I crash of course
I may need to see a psychiatric ward, so let's go!
[Pre-Chorus]
Gm
I'm 'bout to make this bitch jump
Gm
(Watch me, watch me, watch me)
Gm
Take a look, take a look
Gm
(Watch me, watch me, watch me)
Gm
I'm shuttin' shit down
Gm
I'm 'bout to make this bitch jump
Gm
(Watch me, watch me, watch me)
Gm
Check me out, check me out
[Chorus]
Gm
Bitch, I'm kickin' through the door!
Gm
Let's go! 8-18, H O P
Gm
Bet on me, you gon' see
Gm
Ain't no thing, bitch, I'm on
Gm
Bitch, I'm kickin' through the door!
Gm
Yeah, 8-18, H O P
Gm
Bet on me, Prodigy
Gm
When I hit the track, bitch, I'm gone
Gm
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone
[Outro]
Gm
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone
Gm
Yeah, yeah
Gm
Nigga, better tell these hoes I'm kickin' through the door!
Gm
Watch me, (watch me)
Gm
Watch me, (watch me)
Gm
Watch, watch
Gm
Watch me, (watch me)
Gm
Watch me, (watch me)
[Chorus]
Gm
Bitch, I'm kickin' through the door!
Gm
Let's go! 8-18, H O P
Gm
Bet on me, you gon' see
Gm
Ain't no thing, bitch, I'm on
Gm
Bitch, I'm kickin' through the door!
Gm
Yeah, 8-18, H O P
Gm
Bet on me, Prodigy
Gm
When I hit the track, bitch, I'm gone
Gm
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone
[Verse 1]
Gm
Yeah, homie G, the cold emcee
Gm
Rollin' deep through your vicinity (yo)
Gm
I just had an epiphany
Gm
I don't know what it did to me
Gm
But I'm hopin' the devil doesn't get into me (woah)
Gm
I'm still a beast whose enemies finna be
Gm
Off the chain with a brand new delivery (yeah)
Gm
Try to get in my way, the feelin' of rage
Gm
That sit in my brain, then I blast you to smithereens
Gm
Nigga please, I'll be damned if I'm thrown on the back burner
Gm
Fuckin' maniac purgin', a rap server
Gm
The cat burglar who be committin' mass murder
Gm
That's word to the G.O.D.
Gm
Fuckin' the game from the P.O.V.
Gm
Niggas beg and they plead on knees
Gm
There'll be no peace, the D.O.G., I feed on beats
Gm
If niggas wanna die they can lean on me
Gm
No Bill Withers, U.P. I done built it up
Gm
You wishin' you was on the field with us
Gm
I'm the ill nigga, no deal, look at me grill niggas
Gm
Fuckin' with me then I will erupt
Gm
Still we must remain clam
Gm
Napalm in my dang palm
Gm
I'm a dark villain like Blade, Spawn or Akon with a cape on
Gm
It ain't fun, you can't run
Gm
This is the horror flick your life is based on
A#
I ain't gon' say that I'm runnin' shit
A#
That's the shit every rapper say and think about
Gm
Nigga, just go in and look at the bank account
Gm
I just don't have enough patience to take it out
D#m
Niggas is hatin' now, I don't suffer from no paper drought
D#m
Always winning's my favorite route
Am
My whole life, I just lay it out
Being around me is a blessing so, boy, you should take a bow
Look!
[Pre-Chorus]
Gm
I'm 'bout to make this bitch jump
Gm
(Watch me, watch me, watch me)
Gm
Take a look, take a look
Gm
(Watch me, watch me, watch me)
Gm
I'm shuttin' shit down
Gm
I'm 'bout to make this bitch jump
Gm
(Watch me, watch me, watch me)
Gm
Check me out, check me out
[Chorus]
Gm
Bitch, I'm kickin' through the door!
Gm
Let's go! 8-18, H O P
Gm
Bet on me, you gon' see
Gm
Ain't no thing, bitch, I'm on
Gm
Bitch, I'm kickin' through the door!
Gm
Yeah, 8-18, H O P
Gm
Bet on me, Prodigy
Gm
When I hit the track, bitch, I'm gone
Gm
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone
[Verse 2]
Gm
Comin' up, niggas said, "He can't go far." (oh shit)
Gm
I cut through like a relay go-kart (woah)
Gm
I give it to you like a B-Day postcard
Gm
Killin' shit with my nigga DJ Romar (yeah, yeah)
Gm
You know you made it when they claim you overrated
Gm
Flow is slayin', cultivatin'
Gm
Way way back in the golden ages
Gm
Now I got hoes from here to Copenhagen
Gm
Like nigga, you don't even know where that's at
Gm
Bagbak 'cause I'm a class act of Mad Max
Gm
A mental hazmat lookin' for a jackass to spaz at
Gm
I'm turnin' you niggas into my lab rats
Gm
Hashtag, #FuckYouMan
Gm
And a dome piece with a nut and a bolt screwed in
Gm
Don't care what cult you in
Gm
I'm AWOL like I'm D. Trump's new plan
Gm
I be givin' you some mo' action, mo' thrashin'
Gm
Old-fashioned ho slappin', throat slashin'
Gm
Hittin' you harder than a collision with a semi
Gm
Then wish you'll bust and then you'll throw past it
Gm
I'm the maniac in yo' attic, nomadic, toe-taggin'
Gm
Ho, that's my dick, you should blow at it!
Gm
I don't really give a fuck about your feelings
Gm
You can cry me a river 'cause I'm a dog and you know that shit
A#
Clearly there's a devil on my shoulder with an angel
A#
But they don't go back and forth
Gm
We are all in agreement in knowin' just what I am rappin' for
Just smashin' whores, give me ass galore
D#m
It's all I'm askin', Lord
I can fit the women inside of my black Accord
Am
And we can speed through the night, unless I crash of course
I may need to see a psychiatric ward, so let's go!
[Pre-Chorus]
Gm
I'm 'bout to make this bitch jump
Gm
(Watch me, watch me, watch me)
Gm
Take a look, take a look
Gm
(Watch me, watch me, watch me)
Gm
I'm shuttin' shit down
Gm
I'm 'bout to make this bitch jump
Gm
(Watch me, watch me, watch me)
Gm
Check me out, check me out
[Chorus]
Gm
Bitch, I'm kickin' through the door!
Gm
Let's go! 8-18, H O P
Gm
Bet on me, you gon' see
Gm
Ain't no thing, bitch, I'm on
Gm
Bitch, I'm kickin' through the door!
Gm
Yeah, 8-18, H O P
Gm
Bet on me, Prodigy
Gm
When I hit the track, bitch, I'm gone
Gm
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone
[Outro]
Gm
I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm gone
Gm
Yeah, yeah
Gm
Nigga, better tell these hoes I'm kickin' through the door!
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