Picasso by Hopsin
[Hopsin]
Hollywood, Hollywood, oh, how I ***’ love you
I cannot seem to breakthrough from this curse that I’ve been stuck to
I came in as a lil’ man, but now my ***’ nuts grew
Today’s the days our ties are finally cut loose, *** you
Uh-oh, it’s my triflin’ ass
Pullin’ up like, “Hi guys, I’m back”
Goddamn, ***, I’m so up that I can’t get down, gotta skydive from that (Yikes)
Won’t see the day I might relax, I ain’t never been a nice guy, in fact
Y’all wishin’ I would try nicer raps
Sorry, I ain’t got the right mind for that (Uh-uh)
Look how cold he is, pimpin’ just like H-O-V is
Y’all are Beyoncé and my rhymes stay inappropriate
This is just how my show begins
If you hatin’, come blow me then
*** you, here’s some petroleum
Give me my clout, you owe me it (Yeah)
Whoa!
Niggas better duck and run for cover like it’s ***’ Iraq (Stay down, ***)
I’m pullin’ a *** from your ass, you ain’t even die yet (Oh no)
I’ve been headin’ up the ladder longer, never was a time I hit the climax (Yikes)
Your career’s goin’ bye-bye, it’s ironic you don’t got a bypass (Yeah)
Niggas know that I’ve been ill, man, the whole time that I’ve been here
I done made a fortune like ten mil’ from the paper lines that my pen fills
And if I don’t spend it, my kids will
I’m low key, but a big deal
Hoes see me and they freeze up
That’s why they all on my *** still
[Hopsin]
They tell me I’m too hostile, I am Picasso
*** like, “Remember me from *** school?” Nah, ho
Came up in this *** killin’ niggas with the hot flow
Y’all ain’t got a ***’ thing on Hop
Whoa!
[Hopsin]
Boy, you better rock slow
Who am I? I’m Picasso
Take the *** road
ASAP ’cause I ain’t liable for no *** (Nope)
I’m ***’ hitters in the cosmos
Got it locked, though
***, I’m Pablo Picasso (Mhm)
[Hopsin]
I’ve been told the new game plan’s to make *** for the new wave’s fans
That you can’t populate, so you take xans, and flex on the ‘Gram like you do make bands
What?! (Oh no)
They like, “*** boom bap rap, you can’t win
Save that *** for the Wu-Tang Clan”
That’s when I bust in like the Kool-Aid man (Yeah!)
Look, I ain’t the *** who pullin’ up tryna get shine by how much the Rollie glow (Nah)
I’m here to rain on parades, my sinister ways to *** up the rodeo
I do my shows and hoes be losin’ control like I was the Holy Ghost (Stop)
When I deliver the *** it lies in the mouth, she call it Pinocchio
Mmm, man, who want war with me?
***, I torture beats
I’ve been born to beast
Still I abort MCs
Oh, so horribly
Dog, your corpse’ll be
Right on the floor with these
Feet that I’ll stomp you out with
This my house, ***, and you can’t afford the lease (Watch out)
Whoa!
*** all that Hollywood ***
Over half of you not even lit that be riding my ***
I got no problem with this
I come through and your body get slit
I could hardly resist
***, my hobby is pissin’ on anyone I can offend
I got no friends
Whoever thinkin’ they hot, go and tell ’em, nobody’s convinced (Hmm)
[Hopsin]
They tell me I’m too hostile, I am Picasso
*** like, “Remember me from *** school?” Nah, ho
Came up in this *** killin’ niggas with the hot flow
Y’all ain’t got a ***’ thing on Hop
Whoa!
[Hopsin]
Boy, you better rock slow
Who am I? I’m Picasso
Take the *** road
ASAP ’cause I ain’t liable for no *** (Nope)
I’m ***’ hitters in the cosmos
Got it locked, though
***, I’m Pablo Picasso
[Hopsin]
Rock slow
Who am I? I’m Picasso
Take the *** road
ASAP ’cause I ain’t liable for no *** (Nope)
I’m ***’ hitters in the cosmos
Got it locked, though
***, I’m Pablo Picasso
