[Intro]

Get it, yeah

Wait a second

Right here, now

[Hopsin]

I'm the rap maniac with the hooligan eyes

Who's cooler than I? whack niggaz move it aside

When you heard I was a big deal you were surprised

West coast bitch, put ya w's in the sky

I spent my days as a refugee

Till the rap game came to rescue me

And left my wrist paved in accessories

A dangerous necessity, I came here to wreck emcees

You're wrong if you thinkin Wayne was the recipe

Nah, he ain't worthy of that, the controversy is back

Get off the Kool-Aid stir me a batch

See I prefer to relax, but I can't and God knows it

Gotta stay raw with the flow that I'm diagnosed with

Oh shit, niggaz keep fuckin with my emotions

Maybe that's the reason that I suffer from psychosis

Shockin as high voltage, fuck it, my life's hopeless

So I had to make sure I killed it when I wrote this

[Chorus]

Hop can probably make them bounce

Hop can probably make them bounce

Like a trampoline

Hop can probably make them bounce

Hop can probably make them bounce

Like a trampoline

Hop can probably make them bounce

Hop can probably make them bounce

Like a trampoline

Hop can probably make them bounce

Hop can probably make them bounce

Like a trampoline

[Hopsin]

Bounce like a trampoline, thousands that's amped as me

Kids run up on your school campus slap a dean

I grew up on baggy jeans, pornographic nasty dreams

Moral of my damn story life, isn't a happy scene

Wish I was stackin cream, wish I had a Lamborghin'

Wish I had the cover on a Rolling Stones magazine

I'm sick of the radio playin all these faggot teens

Keep it real, show me somethin ill that I haven't seen

For ten years I've been workin on ill flows

And finally got a fuckin record deal and I'm still broke

Man that's not common, bombs that I'm droppin

Are dope, but all that I can afford is some top Ramen

I notice that ya'll niggaz like to dumb the stats

I should stomp your ass out until your lungs collapse

No more corny cowabunga rap, we done with that

It's a rap, keep it up and get your tongue detachedn

Come on

[Chorus]

[Hopsin]

I'm the last of a dyin breed, Hip-Hop lacks a variety

That's the reason I thrash on society

I get laughed at when I clash with a robbery

Until they feel the wrath when I smash on their dynasty

But I ain't Hollywood, I'm still the same kid

Up on the same shit, rappin in the basement

Catch me at your local school, skatin, bustin trey flips

Left shoe lace ripped, you know how them days get

Listen while the bass hit, the only thing that changed is

The way that girls act, cause now they think I'm amazin

I used to be the nigga chicks didn't wanna hang with

Sittin alone with a Capri Sun and raisins

My senior year in high-school I was always truant

Had a lot of homework but I would never do it

Screw it, I'm the king now, homie take a bow

You need the crowd jumpin I could probably make em bounce

[Chorus]