Killin My Soul lyrics

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
I was conceived in Dracula's lair
I'm cracking a hater upside his f*cking head with the back of a chair
His feet leaps back in the air
I rip the fur off the back of a bear
The blade's precise I could chop off a patch of his hair
b*tch I am a god, riding on the f*cking handle bars
Black BMX, AR15 tear you and your man apart
Go out like Tony Montana, they poppin' them hammers, I fall off the banister
Gargantuan, keep your favourite rappers body parts in a canister
f*ck anybody that doubted me, ever looked down on me
Where the f*ck where you? Now you're so proud of me
I've been on a grind, b*tch I don't know how to sleep
My crew sick to a crucifix
Smoking kush through a hookah stick
Bite the bullet when the ruger spit
f*ck rap, b*tch, I'm through with it
n*ggas know when I was born to ball
b*tch I’m shining like a marmoreal
Light a stick of dynamite "tick, tick" bang and die right in front of ya'll
I'm done with living
Satan I'll be there in a minute
How the f*ck you boxing with god b*tch when your arms are missing
No religion but my mom's a Christian
I had her tripping when she found my porn subscription
I'm on some different sh*t
And expensive whips with a different b*tch
I rip your f*cking lungs out with a plumber's wrench
I don't know a n*gga living in his right mind that could probably stop me
n*gga shook like a young b*tch in a room, f*cking Bill Cosby
Mach five, n*gga high speed, in his face watch his eyes bleed
Pull the plug from the life support and the IV's, n*gga try me
Came from the dirt, thank god all the pain it was worth
Thinking my name was cursed, I couldn't get on, I felt so ashamed and hurt
I eat up everything until the f*cking reaper gets me
We in this b*tch, but I still feel depressed and empty
[Chorus: Hopsin]
The game's got me in a venomous zone
It's killing my hope, I don't even feel it no mo'
Sometimes I say f*ck this sh*t but I ain't willing to go
They're stealing my soul, there's reasons I can't leave it alone (fo’ sho)
My legacy, I gotta leave it in stone (you know)
If these other n*ggas did it we getting on (let's go)
These weak n*ggas straight up killing my soul
That's why I don't even feel it no mo', I ain't vibing to it

[Verse 2: Jon Connor]
From the moment my pen hit the page
My vision was getting on stage
Dreaming about it, they told me that this was a phase
You getting too big for your britches, remember your age
Huh? What the f*ck that mean?
Tell 'em "Doubt me," they be reading 'bout me
All this passion you would have to beat it out me
And they said I would never leave my county
Kill that noise, I couldn't let them breath around me
All I could ever see is drowning
All I could ever see is drowning
All I could ever see is drowning
Now that ain't no problem but nothing but sharks
I rob 'em, I never needed no help
I should dealt with the f*ck I felt
f*ck drowning, I became a shark myself
Momma said keep your head up
My n*gga said keep your head up
You hating n*ggas went head up
I ain't get fed so I'm fed up
Me gettin' signed was a proud day for every chick I got head from
I hope you follow, I'm drunk with power like it's creatine in this red cup
Losing - I refuse it
It's useless like using a toothpick as a pool stick
Somebody hate, ain't give two sh*ts
Just made music till I got hot like when it's humid in Houston
f*ck it
Truth is I don't even know why I do this
I done came so far but I still feel lost and about to lose it
[Chorus: Hopsin]
The game's got me in a venomous zone
It's killing my hope, I don't even feel it no mo'
Sometimes I say f*ck this sh*t but I ain't willing to go
They're stealing my soul, there's reasons I can't leave it alone (fo’ sho)
My legacy, I gotta leave it in stone (you know)
If these other n*ggas did it we getting on (let's go)
These weak n*ggas straight up killing my soul
That's why I don't even feel it no mo', I ain't vibing to it

[Verse 3: Hopsin]
As of lately my fire's been lower
Dizzy Wright said I might
Need to put a light to some weed to get my mind to tremble
But that ain't me so I'm digging real deep to write this sh*t
Yo I'm at five percent
I hope my career does not die in limbo
I wake up just praying my fuse is lit
'Cause I don't get hyped like I used to get
Back when I would hop in the booth and spit
I'm too immune to this
Stuck in my thoughts, am I a lunatic? (f*ck)
f*ck this music sh*t, what is Hopsin? I don't know who it is
I do get bits of spontaneous hunger
And when I do there's a cloud of raining and thunder
You'd hate to get under
And when that happens ain't no place to get comfort
I'm labeled a monster, you may be a goner
I put listeners in the craziest slumber
A note to peasants, my vocal presence
Is so perfected fans get so obsessive
And cry to my sh*t but don't confess it
When I'm in my zone you feel that power and passion
My godly words can speak louder than action
And don't forget it n*gga
[Chorus: Hopsin]
The game's got me in a venomous zone
It's killing my hope, I don't even feel it no mo'
Sometimes I say f*ck this sh*t but I ain't willing to go
They're stealing my soul, there's reasons I can't leave it alone (fo’ sho)
My legacy, I gotta leave it in stone (you know)
If these other n*ggas did it we getting on (let's go)
These weak n*ggas straight up killing my soul
That's why I don't even feel it no mo', I ain't vibing to it