[Intro] You see the difference between me, and you is, you think theres no difference between me, and you shit, baby Hopsin is in the building, I'm raw, we goin' have one hell of a time right now
[Verse1] Who am I? a snoppy, and deadly poet so nigga put down the pen cause I probly already wrote it true, I'm the nigga that hollywood barley notice but pulling cards is easy as socking on Gary Coleman, how did you get a deal? without having no type of talent the shit you write is invalid your getting your mic impounded, I'm living in the dump your living life in a palace, dinning with ceaser salads man how do you guys allow it? yo you weak niggas in the lime light tripping, but I won't let you slide like Richard, not trying to be a bully in this rap shit I like dissing, so you can kiss my ass, and watch the white eyes glisten, y'all niggas be regulatin' the area hesitatin' so scared of the decimation of charcter, I got it locked no seperating the barriers medicate your histaria heavens waiting to carry ya
[Chorus] My hot 16's be on that ill shit uh-huh, your hot 16's still with the children uh-huh, baby Hopsin is in the building, you know we goin' have one hell of a time right now
[Verse2] I'ma poet I kick it with every winners that what I whip up for dinner it's been up for my agenda, I came, and left but now I'm finna re-enter shiver me timbers how the fuck could a nigga be realer I don't know. but my flow is so cold, is it? oh no! yo yo I'm ready for 4-0, when you was flossing on me trying to swerve in your hummer I was plotting way bigger nigga word to your mother, my verse's are butter I emerge from the gutter, just step up inside booth and then work mothafuckas, I'm hungry use all of the roaches that lurk in my cover, your shit reducted running to send the word to the others, I'ma fucking nightmare, and your worst hail, and I'm leaving niggas 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-huh, your hot 16's still with the children uh-huh, baby Hopsin is in the building, you know we goin' have one hell of a time right now
[Verse3] You see I'm lyrically bashing up on your feelings I'm bad, and I don't conceal it this dragon is known for killing, thats the reason I'm bagging these hoes, and drilling my madness is so appealing, and swagger is on a billion, aside from all the provocative hellishness I'm some what underground but got the commercial elements, according to ruthless records it wasn't evident so I'ma 9/11 the label bitches to hell with it, I'm that crazy nigga, you can't be iller, I'll pick your fucking 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 rapping vicious, slapping bitches, grabbing digits, and I occasionaly laugh at midgits, I'm hardly sane, and have a rift with a devil mischief never rap no shit if I haven't lived it it's thats specific
[Chorus] My hot 16's be on that ill shit uh-huh, your hot 16's still with the children uh-huh, baby Hopsin is in the building, you know we goin' have one hell of a time right now
[Outro] welcome welcome wel welcome welcome wel welcome to raw, raw, raw, raw, raw welcome to raw, welcome welcome wel welcome welcome wel welcome welcome welcome to raw, we goin' have one hell of a time right now