| I’m the rap maniac with the hooligan eyes, who’s cooler than I |
| Whack niggas 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 necessitie I came here to wreck mcs |
| You’re wrong if you thinking 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, nigga keep fucking with my emotions |
| Maybe that’s the reason that I suffer from psychosis |
| Shocking this high voltage, fuck it, my life’s hopeless |
| So I had to make sure I killed it when I wrote this |
| 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, |
| Bounce like a trampoline, thousands that’s… me |
| Kids run up on your school,. slap a dean |
| I grew on baggy jeans, pornographic nasty dreams |
| Moral of my damn story life isn’t a happy scene |
| Wish I could stackin' cream, wish I had a Lamborghi |
| Wish I had the cover on a Rolling Stones magazine |
| I’m sick of the radio playing all these faggot teens |
| Keep it real, show me something I’ll that I haven’t seen |
| For ten years I’ve been working on I’ll flows |
| And finally got a fucking record deal and I’m still broke |
| Man that’s not common, bombs that I’m dropping are dope |
| But all that I can afford is some top ramen |
| I notice that you all niggas like the dumbs in 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 detached, come on |
| 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, |
| I’m the last of a dying breed, hip hop max of 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 |
| Upon the same shit, rapping in the basement |
| Catch me at your local school, skating buss and… flips |
| Last shoe lace with, 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 amazing |
| I used to be the nigga chicks didn’t wanna hang with |
| Sitting alone with the… |
| My senior year in high-school I was always truent |
| 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 jumping I could probably make em bounce |
| 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 |