Very Afraid

[Verse 1: Hopsin] Do you know what the fuck it's like Stuck inside this hell hole with a rusted mic? There ain't no buck in sight of sleepin' with the dust and mites I scream because I ain't got the guts to cry What the fuck did I ever do to be put here? Is it because I'm a black nigga who looks weird? I'm trynna make 2-11 a good year But I don't even see a outlet I could steer Every single morning when I be waking up I be trynna develop a dope new-age rap But before doing it, I go into the kitchen To get me a couple noodles and a Kool-Aid pack Motherfuckers wanna kill the momentum When I kick a syllable, I never cut off the venom See, I battle a lot of niggas but they don't get to win 'em The minute I pin 'em, my pals where I'm hoping to send 'em, c'mon My career's got no solution Can't wear my contacts, I got no solution Everybody keep on telling me I'm s'posed to do shit If you was on the edge, how close would you get To cuttin' the neck, for some fuckin' respect? 'Cause you stuck in the debt and they ain't cuttin' the check The pain up in your chest, all the sudden ejects 'Cause you claim to rack it in but they wasn't impressed Fuck that, I'ma clash back You treated me like I'm a lab rat I was the nigga that you would laugh at Runnin' your mouth, talkin' mad crap Last year I made 6 Gs, this year I have that Back back 'fore your brains is blown You finna step in the danger zone Fuck a king, nigga, take the throne Through the struggle I remain alone If you feelin' me then sang along, c'mon [Hook: Hopsin] Now, I'm on the dark side, representin' 'Cause I lived a hard life and Heaven didn't Arrive in time enough to save me So, I'm giving you back what you gave me (Don't blame be) (AYE!) I ain't really in the mood for none of your gibberish So get up out my (FACE!) Niggas who lookin' for problems, you could come and get it I promise you, it'll make my (DAY!) When I'm rollin' through your neighborhood with rage in my eyes Stay up out my (WAY!) You should be very afraid [Verse 2: Dagda] I'm blessed that Heaven wasn't too late to save me 'Cause lately a lotta haters talkin' like they be Tuts, what the fuck man? They just too shady Attacking like a fuckin' pack of rabbits with rabies Get up off my ankle cuffs, let 'em dangle from ma nuts Go straight then I fade 'em, kick in the dust Kick 'em out the house, when I throw it they get punched And I sit up in they mouth like a ball with no [?] (What!?) Gotta get up in 'em with the rhythm Keep defendin' the 'pendant, let 'em know that you mean business Have I neglected to mention about the method intentions? So sick when I stay with that sickness Yeah, I'm ill but it's not contagious Trynna bite it like Mike, rip out the pages Of my fucking writin' book I stand beside kush, bouta go up on the mic-crush lines, I'm dangerous It's Dagda (WOO) Latch y'all like a dog Hop up on that lily pad, feelin' like a frog Jog through the fog or that Detroit smog It's the downriver villain like [?] To the side, let 'em drop Now, I'm not like y'all Had haters on my cock since I got tall Wanna talk big shit, but they just pop small Wanna imitate Pac, but they're not outlaws Fuck that, get the trash can, crumble up the paper Throw it in the bag, let 'em know thats where they raps at They don't really want it part black in these whack cats Shit a homie pants like they set up on a snack pack That's that, then we close the show You ain't had to get smacked, but I told you so Back track but the fact is this is over bro Just another turned shoulder, frozen, cold as snow So, let's go [Hook: Hopsin] Now, I'm on the dark side, representin' 'Cause I lived a hard life And Heaven didn't, arrive in time enough to save me So, I'm giving you back what you gave me (Don't Blame Me) (AYE!) I ain't really in the mood for none of your gibberish So get up out my (FACE!) Niggas who lookin' for problems, you could come and get it I promise you it'll make my (DAY!) When I'm rollin' through your neighborhood with rage in my eyes Stay up out my (WAY!) You should be very afraid [Outro: Dagda] Yeah It's Dagda and Hopsin Myfunkvolume.com Dagthemusic.com Yeeah, What up tho Cali? Downriver Detroit!