Hot 16's lyrics

[Intro]
See, the difference between me and you is
You think there's no difference between me and you, sh*t
Baby, Hopsin is in the building (I'm raw)
We gon' have one hell of a time (Right now)

[Verse 1]
Who am I? A snobby and deadly poet
So n*gga, put down the pen 'cause I prolly already wrote it
I'm the n*gga that Hollywood barely noticed
For pullin' cards, it's easy as sockin' on Gary Coleman
How did you get a deal without havin' no type of talent?
The sh*t you write is invalid, you gettin' your mic impounded
I'm livin' in a dump, you livin' life in a palace
Dinin' with Caesar salads, man, how do you guys allow it?
Yo, you weak n*ggas in the limelight trippin' (Yah)
But I won't let you slide like friction (Nah)
Not tryna be your buddy in this rap sh*t, I like dissin' (Ha)
So you can kiss my ass and watch them white eyes glisten (C'mon)
Ya'll n*gga's be regulatin' the area
Hesitatin' to, scared of some defamation of character (You know)
I got it locked, no separatin' the barriers
Medicate your hysteria, heaven's waitin' to carry ya

[Hook]
My hot 16's be on that ill shi (Uh-huh)
Your hot 16's still with the children (Uh-huh)
Baby, Hopsin is in the building (You know)
We gon' have one hell of a time (Right now)
[Verse 2]
I'm a pro but I kick it with the beginners
That what I whip up for dinner, it's been up on my agenda
I came and left, but now I'm finna re-enter
Shiver me timbers, how the f*ck can a n*gga be realer?
I don't know but my flow is so cold (Mr. Oh No!)
At your door, I'm ready fo' war
When you was flossin' on me, tryna swerve in your Hummer
I was plottin' way bigger, n*gga, word to your mother
My verses are butter, I emerged from the gutter
To step up inside the booth and then work, motherf*ckers
I'm hungry as all of the roaches that lurk in my cupboards
You should be duckin', runnin' to send the word to the others
I'm a f*ckin' nightmare and your worst hell
And I'm leavin' n*ggas stuck behind the bars, they don't deserve bail
You see wackness doesn't sit on my nerves well
You couldn't bust with a di*k full of sperm cells

[Hook]
My hot 16's be on that ill shi (Uh-huh)
Your hot 16's still with the children (Uh-huh)
Baby, Hopsin is in the building (You know)
We gon' have one hell of a time (Right now)

[Verse 3]
You see, I'm lyrically bashin' up on your feelings
I'm bad and I don't conceal it, this dragon is known for killin'
That's the reason I'm baggin' these hoes and grillin'
My madness is so appealin' and swagger is on a billion
Aside from all of the provocative hellishness
I'm somewhat underground but got the commercial elements
According to Ruthless Records, it wasn't evident
So I'mma 9/11 the label, b*tches, to hell with it
I'm that crazy n*gga, you can't be iller
I'll pick your f*ckin' mom up in an 18-wheeler
Yeah, I'll hit it, but if she don't wanna pay me scrilla
I'll let a Rottweiler f*ck her till the rabies kill her
My hobbies are rappin' vicious, slappin' b*tches
Grabbin' digits, and I occasionally laugh at midgets
I'm hardly sane and half-horrific with a dab of mischief
Never rap no sh*t if I haven't lived it, it's that specific
[Hook]
My hot 16's be on that ill shi (Uh-huh)
Your hot 16's still with the children (Uh-huh)
Baby, Hopsin is in the building (You know)
We gon' have one hell of a time (Right now)

[Outro]
Welcome to Raw
Welcome to Raw
Welcome to Raw
Welcome to Raw
Welcome to Raw
We gone have one hell of a time (Right now)