ILL MIND OF HOPSIN 7

Hopsin

Score: 20
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Played: 515

Album:

Pound Syndrome

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Hip hop
Rap
Underground hip hop
Underground rap
California

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Karu

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[Produced By Hopsin] [Hook] It's us, find power Live life, mind power It's us, find power Live life, mind power [Verse 1] Yo, fuck anybody I might alarm Life is a tour, I sit and ride along Takin' some notes and then I write the songs I’m starin' down the road my life has gone Is this where I belong? Is it wrong to not believe in right and wrong? My mental state is fuckin' me up, and I cried a pond While asking you for some answers But we don’t have that type of bond That my desires gone with the way that I’ve been livin' lately If I died right now, you’d turn the fire on Sick of this bullshit, niggas call me a sell-out 'Cause I hopped to Christianity so strongly, then I fell out Now I’m avoidin' questions like a scared dog with his tail down Feelin' so damn humiliated 'Cause they lookin' at me like I’m hellbound What story should I tell now? I’ll just expose the truth I'm so close to the fuckin' edge, I should be close to you But who the fuck are you? You never showed the proof And I’m only fuckin' human, yo, what am I supposed to do?! There’s way too many different religions with vivid descriptions Beggin' all fuckin' men and women to listen I can’t even beat my dick without gettin' convicted These ain’t wicked decisions, I got different intentions I've been itchin' to get it, I’ve been given assistance But the whole fuckin' system is twisted Now I’m dealin' with this backlash because Marcus isn't a Christian And I’ve been told that my sinful life is an addiction But I can’t buy it, it’s just too hard to stand beside it I need an answer, and humans can’t provide it I look at the Earth and Sun and I can tell a genius man designed it It’s truly mind-blowin', I can’t deny it Is Heaven real? Is it fake? Is it really how I fantasize it? Where’s the Holy Ghost at? How long’s it take a man to find it? My mind’s a nonstop tape playin' and I can’t rewind it You gave me the Bible and expect me not to analyze it?! I’m frustrated and you provoked it I’m not readin' that motherfuckin' book, because a human wrote it I have a fuckin' brain, you should know it You gave it to me to think, to avoid every useless moment It was a mission that I had to abort 'Cause humans be lyin', we're such an inaccurate source It’s gon’ be hard to put me back on the course Next Jehovah’s Witness to come on my porch I swear I’m slammin’ the door A lot of folks believe it though, but I’m not surprised Humans are fuckin' dumb, still thinkin' that Pac’s alive I ain’t tryin' to take your legacy and torch it down I’m just sayin', I ain’t heard shit from the horse’s mouth Just sheep always tellin' stories of older guys Who were notarized by you when you finally vocalized Now I’m supposed to bow my head and close my eyes And somehow let the Holy Ghost arise? Sounds like a fuckin' Poltergeist! Show yourself, and then boom, it's done Every rumor’s gone, I no longer doubt this shit, you’re the One I’ll admit that my sinful ways was stupid fun And all my old habits can hop on top of a roof to plunge I’ll donate to a charity that could use the funds Fuck the club; instead of bitches, I’d hang with a group of nuns And everyone I ran into would know what I came to do I wouldn't take a step unless it was in the name of you I hate the fact that I have to believe You haven’t been chattin' with me like you did Adam and Eve And I ain’t seen no fuckin' talkin' snake unravel from trees With an apple to eat, that shit never happens to me I don’t know if you do or don’t exist It's drivin' me crazy, send your condolences This is me reachin' to you, so don’t forget If Hell is truly your pit of fire and I get thrown in it I’ma probably regret the fact that I ever wrote this shit My gut feelin' says it’s all fake I hate to say it, but fuck it, shit, I done lost faith This isn’t a small phase, my perspective’s all changed My thoughts just keep pickin' shit apart all day And in my mind I make perfect sense If you aren’t real, then all my prayers aren’t worth a cent That would mean that I could just make up what my purpose is And I could sit in church and say “fuck” in the services Man, what if Jesus was a facade? Then that would mean the government’s God I feel like they’ve been brainwashin' us with a lot So much that we don’t even notice that we’re stuck in a box Man, everything is “what if?” — why is it always “what if?” Planet Earth “what if?”, the Universe “what if?” My sacrifice “what if?!”, my afterlife “what if?!” Every fuckin' thing that deals with you is fuckin' suspect I’m fuckin' done! I’m fuckin' done! This is my fuckin' life and I’m livin' it, I’m havin' fun If you really care for me Prove that I need to live carefully! But I’ll be damned if I put my own pleasure aside For an afterlife that isn’t even guaranteed We are you, and you’re us — stop playin' games! My life’s all I got, and Heaven is all in my brain And when I feel I'm in Hell, my ideas are what get me through pain Do as you please, and I’ll just do me I’m a human, I’ll stay in my lane; Ill mind [Hook] It's us, find power Live life, mind power It's us, find power Live life, mind power