I’m Here

Ohh, I'm here!

So open up the door for me

(who is it?)

It's Hopsin

I'm Here

So open up the door for me

Hurry up and let me in

(Na Na Na Na Na)

Give me my dinner

(Na Na Na Na Na)

Then pass me the dessert






Yo, H-izz-o, P stepped in the dizzo

Wit a mean mug and a magnificent flizzo

I gotta get my swag on nigga ye know

I'm tryna leave the club wit a freaky ass (Ho!)

My penis is all I'm feenin' to give her

Hopsin is sicker than a nigga

Who sobbing from hiccups and vomit his liver (What?)

You wanna blow up? Stop gobbling liquor and probably consider

Plottin' some shit up to get popular quicker

Phonies get too many plays on the station

And leave me assed out of a deal while they on vacation

Shit I'll leave these rappers face on the pavement!

This game's filled with more whack niggas then a slave owner's basement

But I'm a freth of bresh air

I mean a breath of fresh air

MCs are next to catch hell

I leave 'em wrecked and then scared

Cause that's just what I do

I'm the lyrical bugaboo

Wait on me for a substitute

I be tearin' shit up so move!






Ohh, I'm here!

So open up the door for me

(who is it?)

It's Hopsin

I'm Here

So open up the door for me

Hurry up and let me in

(Na Na Na Na Na)

Give me my dinner

(Na Na Na Na Na)

Then pass me the dessert






Hey shorty, if I buy you a 40

You think that you can gimme some 'tang? I'm feeling horny

Or we can have an orgy

With you and your friends, I'll be the man

Have a nigga yelling out, YEAH!

My label trying make me switch the flow

Just because Oprah don't want me saying bitch no more

I'm like "Oprah, why you doing this?

Come on, this is ludacris

That just hypes my ass up even more to call YOU a bitch!"

This is my life, and this is my urge

This is my mic, and these are my words

You can't stop Hopsin

Forget it, its not poppin

I kick the shit that niggas love when they hot boxin

Right when you was bout to retire from listenin rap music

I reversed and turned you back to it

It was a close call

I was even thinkin all hope was lost but most of all

Be happy






Ohh, I'm here!

So open up the door for me

(who is it?)

It's Hopsin

I'm Here

So open up the door for me

Hurry up and let me in

(Na Na Na Na Na)

Give me my dinner

(Na Na Na Na Na)

Then pass me the dessert






I go to rap concerts, and post in the back

Don't even clap

I'm knowing that to show'll be whack

After performing they be looking like they supposed to get dap

I'm like, "Man, you got murdered by your opening act!" (Get outta here!)

You ain't fucking with what I brought to the table

You just a tax write-off for your label

You outside flossing you Range Rove

Hoes eyeballing your bankroll

'
Till you flopping all the money back

Am I watchin' the same show? I think so

I'm the invincible, unpredictable, Mr. Ripper flow

Yes, it's pitiful, gimme some nipples to nibble on

Lyrical general, suck on my genitals

'
Fore you get shitted on

Understand me or we never gon' get along

He best be, the hottest since the PS3

Straight out the W-E-S-T

Of course! What other rappers you know repping it iller?

You other niggas pretty hot but I'm a definite killer






Ohh, I'm here!

So open up the door for me

(who is it?)

It's Hopsin

I'm Here

So open up the door for me

Hurry up and let me in

(Na Na Na Na Na)

Give me my dinner

(Na Na Na Na Na)

Then pass me the dessert






Ohh, I'm here!

So open up the door for me

(who is it?)

It's Hopsin

I'm Here

So open up the door for me

Hurry up and let me in

(Na Na Na Na Na)

Give me my dinner

(Na Na Na Na Na)

Then pass me the dessert






Hopsin!

H-izzo, P stepped in the dizzo

Wit' a mean mug and a magnificent flizzo

H-izzo, P stepped in the dizzo

Wit' a mean mug and a magnificent flizzo