| Song | Hop Madness |
| Artist | Hopsin |
| Album | Hop Madness |
| Journey into my world, yeah | |
| But don’t ride my dick, ooh | |
| Welcome to Hop Madness | |
| Don’t ride my dick | |
| Welcome to Hop Madness | |
| Don’t ride my dick | |
| I’m the undeniably hot nigga who’s making hip hop illa | |
| Your spot filla, I smash rappers out and got sicka | |
| Hopzilla, I’m like a mischievous prop getter | |
| I’ma probably get popped by Biggie and Pacs killers | |
| Look as my pocks fill up, now I’m a twat drilla | |
| I remember the day when bitches would not | |
| Pick up the phone when I would call them not hoes | |
| Now not a problem I rose up from the bottom | |
| "Hey bro, you’re ****ing awesome!" | |
| But I ain’t here to brag about a new Porsche with two doors | |
| You had a killin’, now I’m ‘bout to bring a few more | |
| It’s time you feel my true force, from Cali straight to New York | |
| And y’all gon’ kiss my ass like you tried to make me do yours | |
| Bitch, you wanna act a beef? Think before attacking me | |
| Know that I’m quick to get out of line like I have to pee | |
| It’s obvious that I got your heart thumping | |
| I may look like a ****ing idiot but I promise I’m far from it | |
| A year ago I wasn’t all that | |
| Now all off a sudden all these bitches on my ballsack | |
| Am I your best friend? Heck no | |
| You can be a fan of all of my songs, nigga, just don’t | |
| Ride my dick, no, don’t ride my dick | |
| Yes, don’t ride my dick, no, don’t ride my dick | |
| Check me out | |
| I talk shit and whip beats I’m a true MC | |
| Only one who tells me what to do is me | |
| Take a close look at FV and what it grew to be | |
| Hoppa, Dizzy, me and three Z has made the group complete | |
| My shit is past basic, in my eyes I feel I have made it | |
| Came a long way from my mom and dad’s basement | |
| When I do shows now the women strip me half naked | |
| My mother****ing bad language got my ass famous | |
| Now labels thinking about signing me (yes) | |
| MTV has got they eye on me (yes) | |
| Skubbedy dubbedy wow, this is irony | |
| Still ain’t giving a **** | |
| So if I hurt your feelings tell it to your diary | |
| Nigga, I’m so beast, rhyming over cold beats | |
| Finally shining without the diamonds and gold teeth | |
| The higher in power trying to bring fire in on me | |
| So I keep my guards up, when I’m tired I don’t sleep | |
| A year ago I wasn’t all that | |
| Now all off a sudden all these bitches on my ballsack | |
| Am I your best friend? Heck no | |
| You can be a fan of all of my songs, nigga, just don’t | |
| Ride my dick, no, don’t ride my dick | |
| Yes, don’t ride my dick, no, don’t ride my dick | |
| I noticed a whole lot of niggas who wonder why I keep dissin’ | |
| I ain’t trippin’, just listen, I’m on a discrete mission | |
| Rappers speaking on drugs, money and deceive women | |
| For a check, while they balls grillin’ | |
| Sittin’ in their seat spinnin’ | |
| That’s like the foulest crime | |
| Somewhere down the line I was bound to rise | |
| To make a difference, and now it’s time | |
| I know you rappers is about a dime | |
| But it’s up to me to live the corrupted minds I’m surrounded by | |
| I ain’t the nigga you go outshine | |
| Truth is, you’re only going in when I’m coming outside | |
| **** your role, turn it down, mine | |
| When you greet me get on your knees and open your mouth wide | |
| For the record I ain’t the type to share | |
| If you a rapper taking my image, a war is what I might declare | |
| Just cause I’m buzzing off the white contacts | |
| Don’t mean you should take your ass to hot topic to buy a pair | |
| A year ago I wasn’t all that | |
| Now all off a sudden all these bitches on my ballsack | |
| Am I your best friend? Heck no | |
| You can be a fan of all of my songs, nigga, just don’t | |
| Ride my dick, no, don’t ride my dick | |
| Yes, don’t ride my dick, no, don’t ride my dick |
| Journey into my world, yeah | |
| But don' t ride my dick, ooh | |
| Welcome to Hop Madness | |
| Don' t ride my dick | |
| Welcome to Hop Madness | |
| Don' t ride my dick | |
| I' m the undeniably hot nigga who' s making hip hop illa | |
| Your spot filla, I smash rappers out and got sicka | |
| Hopzilla, I' m like a mischievous prop getter | |
| I' ma probably get popped by Biggie and Pacs killers | |
| Look as my pocks fill up, now I' m a twat drilla | |
| I remember the day when bitches would not | |
| Pick up the phone when I would call them not hoes | |
| Now not a problem I rose up from the bottom | |
| " Hey bro, you' re ing awesome!" | |
| But I ain' t here to brag about a new Porsche with two doors | |
| You had a killin', now I' m ' bout to bring a few more | |
| It' s time you feel my true force, from Cali straight to New York | |
| And y' all gon' kiss my ass like you tried to make me do yours | |
| Bitch, you wanna act a beef? Think before attacking me | |
| Know that I' m quick to get out of line like I have to pee | |
| It' s obvious that I got your heart thumping | |
| I may look like a ing idiot but I promise I' m far from it | |
| A year ago I wasn' t all that | |
| Now all off a sudden all these bitches on my ballsack | |
| Am I your best friend? Heck no | |
| You can be a fan of all of my songs, nigga, just don' t | |
| Ride my dick, no, don' t ride my dick | |
| Yes, don' t ride my dick, no, don' t ride my dick | |
| Check me out | |
| I talk shit and whip beats I' m a true MC | |
| Only one who tells me what to do is me | |
| Take a close look at FV and what it grew to be | |
| Hoppa, Dizzy, me and three Z has made the group complete | |
| My shit is past basic, in my eyes I feel I have made it | |
| Came a long way from my mom and dad' s basement | |
| When I do shows now the women strip me half naked | |
| My mother ing bad language got my ass famous | |
| Now labels thinking about signing me yes | |
| MTV has got they eye on me yes | |
| Skubbedy dubbedy wow, this is irony | |
| Still ain' t giving a | |
| So if I hurt your feelings tell it to your diary | |
| Nigga, I' m so beast, rhyming over cold beats | |
| Finally shining without the diamonds and gold teeth | |
| The higher in power trying to bring fire in on me | |
| So I keep my guards up, when I' m tired I don' t sleep | |
| A year ago I wasn' t all that | |
| Now all off a sudden all these bitches on my ballsack | |
| Am I your best friend? Heck no | |
| You can be a fan of all of my songs, nigga, just don' t | |
| Ride my dick, no, don' t ride my dick | |
| Yes, don' t ride my dick, no, don' t ride my dick | |
| I noticed a whole lot of niggas who wonder why I keep dissin' | |
| I ain' t trippin', just listen, I' m on a discrete mission | |
| Rappers speaking on drugs, money and deceive women | |
| For a check, while they balls grillin' | |
| Sittin' in their seat spinnin' | |
| That' s like the foulest crime | |
| Somewhere down the line I was bound to rise | |
| To make a difference, and now it' s time | |
| I know you rappers is about a dime | |
| But it' s up to me to live the corrupted minds I' m surrounded by | |
| I ain' t the nigga you go outshine | |
| Truth is, you' re only going in when I' m coming outside | |
| your role, turn it down, mine | |
| When you greet me get on your knees and open your mouth wide | |
| For the record I ain' t the type to share | |
| If you a rapper taking my image, a war is what I might declare | |
| Just cause I' m buzzing off the white contacts | |
| Don' t mean you should take your ass to hot topic to buy a pair | |
| A year ago I wasn' t all that | |
| Now all off a sudden all these bitches on my ballsack | |
| Am I your best friend? Heck no | |
| You can be a fan of all of my songs, nigga, just don' t | |
| Ride my dick, no, don' t ride my dick | |
| Yes, don' t ride my dick, no, don' t ride my dick |