Kumbaya lyrics

[Chorus]
Kumbaya, my Lord
I might say things that you might not support
When do I drop the torch?
Bless my enemies, which whom I mop the floor with
It's true, my thoughts are morbid
I'ma do my job, of course, sh*t
Can't fit in my shoes, n*ggas wishin' I lose
I'ma get it like, "Woo"

[Verse 1]
I done left it all behind me in Cali'
While yellin' goodbye to my family
I had to do a little soul search (Yeah)
All of my demons kept on fightin' and scrappin'
Inside of my mind, I was crashin'
Maybe I was having a growth spurt (Uh)
They tell me I should go out and mingle, it don't work (What?)
I've contemplated on whether or not to smoke Purp (No)
Think you sick in the head? Come visit my shed
I live on the edge, let's jump, sh*t, I'll go first
Mmm, yikes, quite preposterous (Yeah)
White kids soaking up the hype up off it
Hi, I'm Hopsin, I'm obnoxious
I've been token like the guy from Boston
Watch me rise to top ten (Yeah)
You know what I mean? Ain't no one like me
I'ma turn all of my haters to some overnight fiends
I done made a lot of money from exposin' my grief (What?)
Flow catch bodies like it's COVID-19, n*gga
b*tch, listen, I'm exertin' the gas fumes
I'm the as*h*le who goes to work in a bad mood (Yeah)
Me and my alter ego make a murderous rap group (Uh)
I'm handin' beef to n*ggas like I'm servin' up fast food (Yeah)
I should've been spazzed, now the burden has passed through
Haters wanna laugh at all the hurdles I ran through
But the word on the avenue (What?)
Is now they wanna watch UP
Like a f*ckin' pervert in the bathroom
n*gga, ew, yuck (Yuh)
The ladies always tell me I'm a real c*nt (Yuh)
These wack motherf*ckers, that's a meal lunch (Yeah)
On every instrumental, I'ma spill guts
And I'm still nuts (Hello)
Like RoboCop's scrotum
I'm givin' n*ggas Hell but I really hope I'm not goin'
And if I do, I'm pullin' up with hoes in my foreign
While the Man above is watchin' with his Coke and popcorn
[Pre-Chorus]
Well I guess I'm a villain, labeled as strange
Labeled a clown, labeled deranged
Labeled as someone you might put to shame
Labeled a freak, who's unable to change
I'm sick in the head, I'm sick with the grind
I am not someone you casually find
Where is the light? Give me a sign
'Cause I got way too much sh*t on my mind
And I'ma get it all out

[Chorus]
Kumbaya, my Lord
I might say things that you might not support
When do I drop the torch?
Bless my enemies, which whom I mop the floor with
It's true, my thoughts are morbid
I'ma do my job, of course, sh*t
Can't fit in my shoes, n*ggas wishin' I lose
I'ma get it like, "Woo"

[Verse 2]
I been noticin' a shift in the industry
Too many n*ggas who appear to be gritty
Flashin' they nice jewels (What?)
Braggin' about some pills and packin' a rifle (What?)
You just gon' be another rapper that dies soon (Boom)
That's another body off the market
Rigor mortis seen him before police saw the carcass
Some of these n*ggas really 'bout it
They gon' show you all the carnage
Now your mamma gotta see you droppin' slowly on a harness
sh*t, it might be me next, I really mean it
The reject that you all love, I ain't He-Man
Some n*ggas ain't got a p*ssing pot they can pee in
They hate the planet so they come at you lookin' for revenge
That's why I gotta go to sleep with the nine tuck
n*ggas creepin' up, f*ck it, I ain't leavin' survivors
One squeeze and your spine bust
Ugh, actually, I don't want yo' dirty corpse on my carpet
Get the f*ck out of here
My attitude is that of a Hulk smash
Mixed with Tony Montana snortin' bags of his coke stash
If it's true that I'm a savage at cold rap
I might as well rock a white jacket and Pope hat
Dissin' me is like having your throat gagged
And f*cked 'til your insides sag and then prolapse
Big and 'Pac was a tragedy, no cap
But hearin' me rap is like having 'em both back
Yeah, so how can you deny an alpha rude as I?
Livin' on cloud nine, better believe the altitude is high
n*ggas say, "The game's better, Hopsin, now that you've arrived"
'Bout to lace you motherf*ckers with an album you can buy
Yes, I had to go retarded, I was dropped at birth (Yah)
f*ck all y'all, I'ma let my c*ck disperse
I got a constant urge to let the bombs emerge
And only time I'm worn out is when it's Hopsin merch
[Pre-Chorus]
I'm a villain, labeled as strange
Labeled a clown, labeled deranged
Labeled as someone you might put to shame
Labeled a freak, who's unable to change
I'm sick in the head, I'm sick with the grind
I am not someone you casually find
Where is the light? Give me a sign
'Cause I got way too much sh*t on my mind
And I'ma get it all out

[Chorus]
Kumbaya, my Lord
I might say things that you might not support
When do I drop the torch?
Bless my enemies, which whom I mop the floor with
It's true, my thoughts are morbid
I'ma do my job, of course, sh*t
Can't fit in my shoes, n*ggas wishin' I lose
I'ma get it like, "Woo"

[Outro]
Boom! That's another body off the market