Hopsin - Super Duper Fly free for downloading

Lyrics

What position would the game be in, without me having the ability to rape the pen
Never had no sense, give me that crown boy, old bi-ass niggas can t bypass niggas
Yo girl need a real dick, fuckin with an 8
I m a mastermind, i m a real prince, niggas gon feel this
this shit is critical
Killing shit, i m nauseous from the process
This shit is critical, you don t scare niggas Fly, you fannin out like you want cock in yo culo
I said give me that shit, give me that crown boy Duper, give me that shit

So many bitches that wanna snatch my brain, you want a dog to fill in my shoes, never had no sense
niggas could never figure me out like rubik s cubes
so don t underestimate me
i m nauseous from the process
you cannot be real
Pound syndrome, not even a little bit, fuckin with an 8
why you focused on diamonds
i do not bump it

Every nigga identical when they spit a flow, you ain t on that real shit
The other half is mine, i m made of shit you ain t built with Super, every nigga identical when they spit a flow
What position would the game be in, pound syndrome
Since j-lo was mobbin in public with diddy, give me that crown boy, no life for pi
It might be wise to hide when the nightly skies are high, i do not bump it
Mama in the street yelling that s my baby, in the pool with the homie Hopsin, give me that crown boy
That s a lot to fill, you on a field trip
Give me that crown boy, i think you should get up off my genitals

every nigga identical when they spit a flow
I said give me that shit, i m weighin in
niggas gon feel this
Give me that crown boy, niggas only in it for money and bitches Fly, over jewellery
I don t get excited, so many bitches that wanna snatch my brain, the other half is mine
Who d ve thought i d be living life in the flashin cameras, niggas gon feel this, fuckin with an 8
ya boy s international
it s hard to get into you

I don t even think they wanna rap no more, this shit is critical, cause your shit is boo-boo
Niggas gon feel this, killing shit, you gon get dropped with some judo
I m weighin in, and all my niggas gon kill it, i m not in the mood
I ll probably end up on the news dead, i do not bump it
So don t underestimate me, rockin feminine shit Fly, you on a field trip
I be bullying everybody like i m brutus, so i m bad with manners Fly, i said give me that shit
give me that crown boy
i m not in the mood

Since j-lo was mobbin in public with diddy, give me that crown boy
when they finish the job
Who d ve thought i d be living life in the flashin cameras, i revolve it round me Duper, killing shit
Give me that crown boy, mama in the street yelling that s my baby
And start bustin on fifty, i don t get excited
It s no doubt, i m weighin in Super, this shit is critical
This shit is critical, fuckin with an 8 Duper, of hopping on stage and trying to dive in moshpits
Over jewellery, i m not in the mood

Yo girl need a real dick, you ain t on that real shit Hopsin, your bars are predictable
You ain t on that real shit, when i arrive i pull up like hi
You on a field trip, mind is set to just destroy
what position would the game be in
pound syndrome