Lunch Time Cypher Lyrics - Hopsin

Yo man 

Let's take this shit back to fuckin' high school lunch time cyphers 

When mother fuckers was beat boxin' 

And kickin' ill ass flows in the fuckin' cafeteria 

Fuck all that Hollywood shit! 

Let's fucking rap, man 

Yo, check it 

This that high school lunch time cypher 

I might just step in this bitch and fuck ya life up 

I hope the principal doesn't come and give me a write up 

Now who the fuck I gotta snatch the mic from? 

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I spend a long time tryna build the buzz 

Hop is in the building, cuz 

Step to me up on this battlefield, you know I will erupt 

Didn't change, I'm still a nut 

The girls seen my skills are up 

So I be gettin' head every single night like a pillow does 

When a nigga be flow bashin' 

You know I be keepin it old fashioned 

My compassion is so tragic on instrumentals when I toe tag it 

Throw dirt on me? Then guard your face and stomach 

Cause I'm swinging on you like ya ass cheeks had a rope hangin' from it 

I'm out my mind, I can't configure it 

I'm way too niggerish 

I tried to read the Bible but I'm straight illiterate 

With anger temperaments 

I put myself in strange predicaments 

They labeled this as sick 

The doctor says to take some Ritalin 

Man, I'm a lunatic 

Rockin' a crucifix 

I'll mack on any chick I feel who got the cutest tits 

I'm wanted, fugitive 

Robbin' yo whip to cruise in it 

See, I'm the only kid on Elm Street that Freddy Krueger skipped 

Pants saggin' cause they too loose to fit 

I'm torcherous 

Grab a hammer and nail for your front door and board it shut 

I stare deep in ya eyes, rip out your soul and absorb it up 

And have Biggie Smalls yellin' out "call the coroner!" 

My groupies stay horny 

They always call to say "Hopsin can you fly me out to Cali? Please pay for me" 

I make that pussy pop for you like you skateboarding 

Then you can come inside like a hurricane warning 

I got a lot of sluts 

I like to call Hopsilut 

But now I feel like having sex with these bitches is not enough 

I needed something new for moments when I gotta bust 

So lately I've been beating my dick with a pair of boxing gloves 

I got the maddest rhymes 

How dare yo ass deny 

I'll stab you in the brain with a knife 

You can keep that in mind 

You talkin' shit inside yo house? 

Cool, fine, fuck it 

I'll break in and stomp you out inside of it 

Ain't tryna be ya friend 

I'll knock you out and when you wake up 

I'll just be standin' there with a mischievous grin 

Likw "Ha. We meet again" 

I'll puncture yo skin with a crack fiend's syringe 

And drill your nut sack to the seat your in 

You want props? You don't deserve it, you're not ill 

I won't stop 'til every rapper lurkin' has got chills 

Why these niggas actin' like they certainly pop steels 

When only time they carry heat is serving a hot meal 

Since I was young, been on a mission to make dough 

And put all my niggas on like this shit was a slave boat 

So tell me why your songs sound like skittles and rainbows? 

That's a dead giveaway you love and listen to Wayne bro 

I'm sick and deranged when I'm spitting this strange flow 

Stuck my dick in the game, that's the business I came for 

Witness my pain grow, I don't kick it with lame folks 

Simple and plain though, you gon remember my name ho, ha! 

Yo, check it 

This that high school lunch time cypher 

I might just step in this bitch and fuck ya life up 

I hope the principal doesn't come and give me a write up 

Now who the fuck I gotta snatch the mic from? 

I'll snatch it from anyone when I dance with Satan 

And detach more wigs than every female cancer patient that ever cared for a transformation 

With a (diss joint | disjoint) sweeter than a diabetic amputation 

When I split niggas, clipped quicker than big pictures 

Heads get bodied with a single line like a stick figure 

Cause my words are wild, and when I write 

They can't wait for the sentence like family victims of a murder trial 

Openly flow potently 

Tighter than the choke-hold needed to put the Incredible Hulk to sleep 

Tighter than the boatload of soldiers that stormed Normandy 

Tighter than the hairy twat with the Virgin Mary's ovaries 

They choke up like their throats cut when I show up 

To keep the competition (win-free | Winfrey) like Oprah 

Cause when I work with Hopsin, everybody who's hip 

Is getting (killed | kilt) like a skirt from Scotland 

Then I'll cock-back quicker than mouse traps 

And stare as they pull (outta here | out a hare) like magicians tricking with Top hats 

I got foreign objects 

That'll get you (capped in America | Captain America) like Marvel Comics 

With a strap like star guitarists 

When this lead of mine see a-head in time like Nostradamus 

Or swift jabs that swing left like crip flags 

Will be the reason you break (next | necks) like whiplash! 

So who the fuck wants war with this? 

Distorted thoughts morphed this author to Spartacus 

When he balls his fists around the swords he lifts with the force of a horses kick 

Multiplied by the reason why god exists, and makes Thor his bitch! 

Horror flick like imagery, organs everywhere. 

You would swear I was orchestrating a Symphony! 

It's passion, the force within him will cause the critics to look-n' drop dead like gorgeous women, hah! 

Yo, check it 

This that high school lunch time cypher 

I might just step in this bitch and fuck ya life up 

I hope the principal doesn't come and give me a write up 

Now who the fuck I gotta snatch the mic from? 

Don't get this shit confused 

Your not a person your delicious food 

No matter your place, birth, or religious views 

All you niggas getting chewed 

I eat a rapper, fitted cap first and then I spit out his tennis shoes 

Missing screws in my top, I don't have the patience 

I grab the chop and leave you niggas eradicated 

I never let the doctor give me shots I'm unvaccinated 

And I have small pox you can have a blanket 

Get assassinated and get left with broken bones 

If you go in the woods make sure you don't go alone 

I'm fucking bitches in a mobile home 

Like a mutated nigga from the hills have eyes with no Trojan on 

This is paranormal activity with a dagger 

I have paranormal tendencies y'all just a pair of normal rappers 

So why you talking like you not defenseless? 

I punch you ten times in the mouth 

And have your pussy asses hopping fences 

I got suspended for a few weeks in the 8th grade 

When the principal caught me on the street tryna spray paint 

I bought a dozen eggs from Save Way 

And threw threw it at the muthafuckas house on the same day 

You can get it the same way 

I'm making bitch niggas walk the plank 

In crocodile infested water mixed with toxic waste 

Bury you alive with a camera strapped across your face 

Then come back 2 weeks later and watch the tape 

You cried like a bitch trying to make the coffin break 

You died like a bitch instead of trying to concentrate 

I'm here to depopulate on the red carpet with a sniper rifle 

Taking out any nigga you nominate 

So if you see me as soon as you turn the news on 

Chances are I laid a nigga down like a futon 

While you at work dealing with groceries and coupons 

I got your bitch tossing my salad pass the croutons 

This that high school lunch time cypher 

I might just step in this bitch and fuck ya life up 

I hope the principal doesn't come and give me a write up 

Now who the fuck I gotta snatch the mic from? 

Yeah hah! Took it back to lunchtime on these muthafuckas son! 

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