Hopsin — Hang Out the Zipper

[Chorus] Every morning my dick gets bigger (Bigger), bigger (Bigger) So I just let it hang right out the zipper (Wha, what's my name?) You should already know (Wha, what's my name?) You should already know This ain't no motherfucking guessing game, bitch [Verse 1] Yo, my name's Hop, it's not a secret I hide See, I love rap music, I try to keep it alive Same time I'm the nigga that all the people despise 'Cause I have to go commercial, their policy is to lie Follow me, you'll inspire, we'll damage shit on the way Slamming the older strings 'til I panic, hit on the brakes Then crash in the open waist, smashing the shoulder blades And gassing the motor sprays 'til their asses explode in flames Not a celebrity, never kick it on Beverly Heavily dropping bombs, I'm breakin' it with no set of keys I sever weak rappers who not on my pedigree 'Cause on a tombstone is as hard as your name will ever be I hope you lockin' the doors, I'm an unstoppable force I'm on fire, you cannot get the torch I got a spot in the source, no, I did not get endorsed See I'm just doin' what I do and gettin' props in the course, you know? [Chorus] Every morning my dick gets bigger (Bigger), bigger (Bigger) So I just let it hang right out the zipper (Wha, what's my name?) You should already know (Wha, what's my name?) You should already know This ain't no motherfucking guessing game, bitch [Verse 2] You wanna hate on me just 'cause I rap sinful? I beat the fuck out of you, then beat it back in you In a packed venue, stab your ass with a snapped pencil Then stomp on your fuckin' spinal cords 'til your back's crippled I'm iller than a flat chest bitch with fat nipples And ash ripples who talks with a snag whistle And claims that her crabs tickle, homie, it's that simple I dedicate my life to come up with these bad insults Drove to Young Money in a broke old whip And jumped on Lil Wayne with a pogo stick 'til I broke both hips Hop ain't takin' no more shit I put you rappers in a chokehold quick So you can go blow dick, bitch Hop's a demon, my wild image is not deceiving I spit like a slutty bitch who doesn't swallow semen I like beefing 'cause I'm not a vegan So I got a reason to cut you up and then eat you with the proper seasonin' [Chorus] Every morning my dick gets bigger (Bigger), bigger (Bigger) So I just let it hang right out the zipper (Wha, what's my name?) You should already know (Wha, what's my name?) You should already know This ain't no motherfucking guessing game, bitch