Alba s touto skladbou:
Gazing At The Moonlight,
Excuse me (oh shit) ar are you Hopsin? (yeah why? who wants to know?) my mommy doesn't like me listening to you, but could you like sing me one of those songs, but like like one of the cool ones, (man I gotta go man I'm no trying to sing) please (alright alight alright hmmm hmm)
[Chorus]
Badoom badoom da qwop dabwop dubop badoom badoom da qwop dabwop dubop badoom badoom da qwop dabwop dubop badoom badoom da qwop dabwop dubop
It's the b bop my b bop song, doing the b bop ain't nothing wrong, come on, shu ba da b bop a shu ba da b bop badoom, oh baby! said shu ba da b bop a shu ba da b bop badoom, oh baby!
[Verse1]
Ayo it's time to bring the west back, pass me the exlax, so I can shit on all these niggas when I wreck tracks, your flow ain't out of there I think you should adjust that homie I don't mean to be rude to you it's just that, you ain't the first nigga I seen with an attitude up on the mic tryina explain what the gat'll do, yo skills won't get you that place up in Malibu, you better off tryina to go slang with a bag of fruit, and leave it up to me, I got the bubblies, I do in an hour what will take your ass a couple days, my contacts make the ladies fall in love with me, he's the joker of rap that's what these mothafuckers say, I'm slightly psychotic and idiotic but modest whenever spotted so logically I'ma profit, face it niggas you just suck and as far as your game, it ain't never had the eggs to step up,
[Chrous]
It's the b bop my b bop song, doing the b bop ain't nothing wrong, come on, shu ba da b bop a shu ba da b bop badoom, oh baby! said shu ba da b bop a shu ba da b bop badoom, oh baby!
[Verse2]
Man I'm tired of the ghetto hope I make it out this place, ill niggas run around like an ape up out the cage, and it ain't about to change man these days are not the same all these killers wanna leave my brain laying on the pave, and I ain't did nothing all these little kids cussing learning from their big cousins how to go and get stuck in a correctional facility, messing up they liberty, acting a fool making unecessary enemies, yes it's very weird to me, I did not get caught in it, I was into rap for some reason I loved thee art of it, I ain't never drank or smoked because I'm smarter than, that and I ain't wanna grow up to what my father is, gotta make a living, got plans on moving out the hood, not staying in it, I hate these cheap apartments and these dang complaining tenants, roaches in the kitchen, but I ain't really tripping I'll be rolling in a minute sing it!
[Chrous]
It's the b bop my b bop song, doing the b bop ain't nothing wrong, come on, shu ba da b bop a shu ba da b bop badoom, oh baby! said shu ba da b bop a shu ba da b bop badoom, oh baby!
[Verse3]
On the mic I burn niggas and turn rappers to singers I learned that on the day I confirmed I was a slayer, I serve packs of these haters my words actually rape em' and words that he to save em' my urge has to be fatal, up in this music shit, the sky's the limit verizon in it, long as I'm consistent and keep on using my eyes as gimmicks, I'ma be the talk of the town, walking around like yes this rap game I'm the boss of it now ha!
[Chrous]
It's the b bop my b bop song, doing the b bop ain't nothing wrong, come on, shu ba da b bop a shu ba da b bop badoom, oh baby! said shu ba da b bop a shu ba da b bop badoom, oh baby! hey yeah
