Ill Mind of Hopsin 9 Lyrics

Ill Mind of Hopsin 9 - Hopsin

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[Pre-Chorus]

Our lives coulda been so good

But Momma had to fuck it all up

And now your daddy doesn't fuck with your momma (hell no)

No, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma

All together, come on!

[Chorus]

Our lives coulda been so good

But Momma had to fuck it all up

And that's why Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma (hell no)

No, Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma

[Verse 1]

Oh, hello son, I really wish I knew you

I'm your father you'll probably never be introduced to

You'll only see me on TV or maybe YouTube

But now I know your momma is probably dating some new dude

So how you liking Earth? Are you loving your existence?

I wasn't at your birth, 'cause your mother made me miss it

I tried to get a visa, I applied and they denied it

'Cause your momma told the police that I beat her, she was lyin'

And now I'm banned for something bad that I ain't even do

There's a lot of land and water separating me and you

You're far away in Australia and I am in America

So I cannot be there to do all of the things a parent does

This is my attempt at me raisin' you from a distance

You have Hopson in your blood, you are special and you are gifted

The punishment your mother has given me doesn't seem fair

Just know I love you, son, and I'm wishin' that I could be there

[Pre-Chorus]

Our lives coulda been so good

But Momma had to fuck it all up (it's sad)

And now your daddy doesn't fuck with your momma (hell no)

Nope, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma

Now sing it with me, son!

[Chorus]

Our lives coulda been so good

But Momma had to fuck it all up (yeah, that's it)

And that's why Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma

(That's why what?) (Hell no)

No, Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma

[Verse 2]

I know you and your momma stayin' with her parents Bill & Kirsten

You're partially black, I'm confident they're feelin' nervous

They don't like colored people, in their eyes you're still a burden

They assume you gonna grow up shootin' guns and stealin' purses

But that's not true, son, don't be sad

I know you're not like that, you know I got your back

Listen, here's a funny joke that you could tell your grandmother

She looks like the Marshmallow Man from Ghostbusters

Oh, I forgot, you're too young to know what that is

But that's the kinda thing I like to say to plumpy fat chicks

The humps on Mom's chest, they're not real, they're elastic

And if you look closely, you can see she's made of plastic

Like a toy, you my boy, my son, my friend

I promise we gon' be together somehow in the end

I am very ashamed that you don't have my last name

Every night I go to bed and I'm feelin' this wicked pain, because—

[Pre-Chorus]

Our lives coulda been so good

But Momma had to fuck it all up

And now your daddy doesn't fuck with your momma (hell no)

Nope, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma

You know what time it is, son

[Chorus]

Our lives coulda been so good

But Momma had to fuck it all up (that's right)

And that's why Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma

(Daddy doesn't fuck with who?) (Hell no)

No, Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma

[Verse 3]

Currently my life has hit the floor

I can't lie to you, shit is hard

I should be buildin' with the Lord

It could be what I'm missin' or

Maybe I should continue to hurt your momma and diss her more

Just to relieve the tension that sits in my heart, 'cause it is sore

When I'm spittin' bars about all my cash and exquisite cars

This was on my vision and you were the one I did it for

My relationship with your momma is sittin' in the morgue

After all this hell, I can't lie, I do wish she did abort

Our lives are so unhappy

'Cause this world is cold and nasty

Just know your daddy don't condone havin' a broken family

I'm so sad we couldn't work out our issues 'fore you arrived

And now you have to suffer

'Cause Mom and Daddy have stupid lives

You're way too young to notice it

You don't deserve to go through this

If I do see your mom again, this time I will assault the bitch

At least then I'll feel like my banning was justified

Look at your momma, thank her for fuckin' up all our lives, and sing

[Pre-Chorus]

Our lives coulda been so good

But Momma had to fuck it all up

And now your daddy doesn't fuck with your momma (hell no)

Nope, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma

Where's my choir at? with you

But I'll be there soon

But Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma (no, no)

No, Daddy doesn't fuck with your momma

Just know that—

[Chorus]

Our lives coulda been so good

But Momma had to fuck it all up

And that's why Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma (hell no)

No, Daddy doesn't fuck with my momma