Chords for Hopsin - Ill Mind Of Hopsin 5 (Lyrics)

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Db

F

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[Fm]
[G] [Db]
[Eb]
[Bb] [Fm] [C]
[Fm] Man, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
I become a [G] freak of nature [Fm] all the kids stare at
Walk around bumping raw with the shit blaring
Saying fuck school and [G] dropping out [Fm] like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed, and I'm ashamed I played a part
In this devilish [G] game making your [Fm] common sense perish
But I ain't taking the full blame
Cause most of you chumps running around [Bbm] here ain't never [Fm] had strict parents
All of your brain cells rotten from weed
You feeling like if you ain't got it, [G] life's not as complete
You [Fm] having sex with every motherfucking body you see
With a past so dark that Satan [Db] would jump out of his seat
They stare you out in these streets thinking you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to leave, so you just follow [Eb] the sheet
[Bb] Making sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
[C] While your favorite rapper's like, yeah, he got it from me
You [F] being brainwashed by a fake life that you used to live in
When I say the word fun, what are you envisioning?
Probably drinking [Fm] and smoking out with your crew
And chilling with clueless women
You trying to bang bump a new [Db] edition
Is that all you think life really is?
Well, if so, then you're a fucking idiot
[Fm] I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain
Give me it!
Do you even have any goals?
Aside from fagging these hoes and packing them balls?
Well, let me [F] guess, no
You're only in school because your parents make you go
And all you do is play beer pong and hang out with your bros
Yo, society's got you living for a whack
Cause you a fucking adult with no skills at all
You don't read any books or play pong
You don't draw, you literally do nothing at all
Still you keen for the [Bb] glamorous fruits you don't have
[Fm] Cause you idolize rappers that do
[F] And all they say is, I got money [Bb] and it's stacked to the roof
And now you think that it's gonna magically just happen [G] to you?
[Fm] How?
No lazy ass don't commit to labor
You pick something up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later
Then you complain about your life cause it ain't getting catered
Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's [Db] a hater?
You wanna succeed, you have to try
Or one day you'll get older and regret it all [Bb] cause you can't provide
Your [Fm] friends are lowlifes, don't act surprised
Look, just cut the bad fruit [C] off of the tree, make the [Fm] sacrifice
Girls, stop acting like you wanna guide with traits like Romeo
Bitch, [Bbm] that's a fucking [Fm] lie
You always talk about how every man's fake
And you can't take it and you want something real
Shut up, tramp, save it
Twice a week you put on your makeup and jam bracelets
And head to the club half naked with your ass shaking
Pulling a lowlife nigga who claiming cash
Make it till you let him hit, find out he [Ab] worked at the gas [Fm] station
One of them niggas got you pregnant
Now you can't raise it, but you caused it
Your actions made a fat statement
You want Romeo to act patient
And stop grunting like he in the club posted in the back waiting
It's the club
Where guys put on a new persona
After they get loaded with a few Coronas
They always shouting and wild out
With habits that bury teeth
You don't defend, they look for beautiful brainless [G] bitches
Like [Db] Ruba Bono
Then when they leave you, you cry and cry
Talking about, oh my god, I can't [Bbm] find the guy
I've spent so [Fm] many years and I've tried and tried
Why am I even on earth?
I should die
You want Romeo, you're not worthy
You're cock thirsty
You're nasty and probably got herpes
Sometimes the secret to fineness is stop searching
Try a new formula cause your last one's not [F] working
The term real nigga's publicly used
And I need to know what it means
Cause I'm fucking confused
Are you one [Fm] for always busting your tool?
With nothing to lose and something to prove?
The homies up in your crew
Is it because you're selling drugs to get loot?
And brag about how you done been shot and stabbed
Like it's fun to be you?
But your life's a struggle, right?
And you just hustling through
Nah, you hamster ass nigga
You just stuck in the loop
Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can evolve?
Cause you in the streets acting [F] like a Neanderthal
Still you can't stand the law
You [Bb] lost cause you're in the planning dog
And all [Fm] you're interested in is fighting, rapping, and basketball
I can't even fuck with you
Cause if we out in public
You're gonna get caught selling some shit
And get my ass in trouble too
You'll get old and be nothing
Living life in these streets
Thugging and starting shit
With anybody [Db] being mugging
Look at you, a real nigga
Thinking your life's cool
Girls used to turn me down for guys who were like [Bb] you
Till you grabbed their heart and shoved a spearhead right [C] through
Then they regret it because it wasn't the right [Fm] move
Your real nigga talk seems bogus
A real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows
And his future doesn't seem hoax
A real nigga stays out of jail
Handle shit and you keep [F] focused
So all you rappers whose soul is out in the [G] thong
You inspire the issue I wrote about in this [Fm] song
You go to pile on the young
Who roam around in the [Bb] slums
See this is what happens when [Fm] rap's so verbatim a bum
Pump the hours long
When I'm rolling out with your [Db] tongue
The man above is my guide
You know the [Bbm] power is [Fm] strong
All you men are some freaks
Only in it for cheese
And the mask controls him
It was bleached
Fuck hip hop
They only in it for cheese
And any eyewitness can see
[Bb] They purposely [Fm] making the innocent weak
My existence on this planet's for you
I ain't only here to [Bb] benefit me
[Db] Yo, we need to make a change while there's still time
It is hard
And sometimes I struggle [Bb] trying to reveal mine
I can [Fm] guide you if you [Bb] feel blind
[C] I just need you to be willing to journey into my [F] ale mind
I just need you to be willing to journey into my ale mind
[Fm]
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F
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Fm
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Bb
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G
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To learn Hopsin - Ill Mind Of 5 chords, grasp the musical fabric of the song with this sequence - Fm, Bb, Fm, F, Fm, Db, Bbm and Fm of chords. Kick off your practice at a gentle 49 BPM, then escalate to the song's tempo of 98 BPM. Given the song's key of F Minor, adjust the capo to align with your vocal range and chord preference.

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[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [Db] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [C] _ _
[Fm] Man, I hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
I become a [G] freak of nature [Fm] all the kids stare at
Walk around bumping raw with the shit blaring
Saying fuck school and [G] dropping out [Fm] like a miscarriage
I'm embarrassed, and I'm ashamed I played a part
In this devilish [G] game making your [Fm] common sense perish
But I ain't taking the full blame
Cause most of you chumps running around [Bbm] here ain't never [Fm] had strict parents
All of your brain cells rotten from weed
You feeling like if you ain't got it, [G] life's not as complete
You [Fm] having sex with every motherfucking body you see
With a past so dark that Satan [Db] would jump out of his seat
They stare you out in these streets thinking you hot as can be
Without the knowledge to leave, so you just follow [Eb] the sheet
[Bb] Making sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
[C] While your favorite rapper's like, yeah, he got it from me
You [F] being brainwashed by a fake life that you used to live in
When I say the word fun, what are you envisioning?
Probably drinking [Fm] and smoking out with your crew
And chilling with clueless women
You trying to bang bump a new [Db] edition
Is that all you think life really is?
Well, if so, then you're a fucking idiot
[Fm] I honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain
Give me it!
Do you even have any goals?
Aside from fagging these hoes and packing them balls?
Well, let me [F] guess, no
You're only in school because your parents make you go
And all you do is play beer pong and hang out with your bros
Yo, society's got you living for a whack
Cause you a fucking adult with no skills at all
You don't read any books or play pong
You don't draw, you literally do nothing at all
Still you keen for the [Bb] glamorous fruits you don't have
[Fm] Cause you idolize rappers that do
[F] And all they say is, I got money [Bb] and it's stacked to the roof
And now you think that it's gonna magically just happen [G] to you?
[Fm] How?
No lazy ass don't commit to labor
You pick something up, try it out, and put it down two minutes later
Then you complain about your life cause it ain't getting catered
Now whoever tries to call you on your bullshit's [Db] a hater?
You wanna succeed, you have to try
Or one day you'll get older and regret it all [Bb] cause you can't provide
Your [Fm] friends are lowlifes, don't act surprised
Look, just cut the bad fruit [C] off of the tree, make the [Fm] sacrifice
Girls, stop acting like you wanna guide with traits like Romeo
Bitch, [Bbm] that's a fucking [Fm] lie
You always talk about how every man's fake
And you can't take it and you want something real
Shut up, tramp, save it
Twice a week you put on your makeup and jam bracelets
And head to the club half naked with your ass shaking
Pulling a lowlife nigga who claiming cash
Make it till you let him hit, find out he [Ab] worked at the gas [Fm] station
One of them niggas got you pregnant
Now you can't raise it, but you caused it
Your actions made a fat statement
You want Romeo to act patient
And stop grunting like he in the club posted in the back waiting
It's the club
Where guys put on a new persona
After they get loaded with a few Coronas
They always shouting and wild out
With habits that bury teeth
You don't defend, they look for beautiful brainless [G] bitches
Like [Db] Ruba Bono
Then when they leave you, you cry and cry
Talking about, oh my god, I can't [Bbm] find the guy
I've spent so [Fm] many years and I've tried and tried
Why am I even on earth?
I should die
You want Romeo, you're not worthy
You're cock thirsty
You're nasty and probably got herpes
Sometimes the secret to fineness is stop searching
Try a new formula cause your last one's not [F] working
The term real nigga's publicly used
And I need to know what it means
Cause I'm fucking confused
Are you one [Fm] for always busting your tool?
With nothing to lose and something to prove?
The homies up in your crew
Is it because you're selling drugs to get loot?
And brag about how you done been shot and stabbed
Like it's fun to be you?
But your life's a struggle, right?
And you just hustling through
Nah, you hamster ass nigga
You just stuck in the loop
Man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can evolve?
Cause you in the streets acting [F] like a Neanderthal
Still you can't stand the law
You [Bb] lost cause you're in the planning dog
And all [Fm] you're interested in is fighting, rapping, and basketball
I can't even fuck with you
Cause if we out in public
You're gonna get caught selling some shit
And get my ass in trouble too
You'll get old and be nothing
Living life in these streets
Thugging and starting shit
With anybody [Db] being mugging
Look at you, a real nigga
Thinking your life's cool
Girls used to turn me down for guys who were like [Bb] you
Till you grabbed their heart and shoved a spearhead right [C] through
Then they regret it because it wasn't the right [Fm] move
Your real nigga talk seems bogus
A real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows
And his future doesn't seem hoax
A real nigga stays out of jail
Handle shit and you keep [F] focused
So all you rappers whose soul is out in the [G] thong
You inspire the issue I wrote about in this [Fm] song
You go to pile on the young
Who roam around in the [Bb] slums
See this is what happens when [Fm] rap's so verbatim a bum
Pump the hours long
When I'm rolling out with your [Db] tongue
The man above is my guide
You know the [Bbm] power is [Fm] strong
All you men are some freaks
Only in it for cheese
And the mask controls him
It was bleached
Fuck hip hop
They only in it for cheese
And any eyewitness can see
[Bb] They purposely [Fm] making the innocent weak
My existence on this planet's for you
I ain't only here to [Bb] benefit me
[Db] Yo, we need to make a change while there's still time
It is hard
And sometimes I struggle [Bb] trying to reveal mine
I can [Fm] guide you if you [Bb] feel blind
[C] I just need you to be willing to journey into my [F] ale mind
I just need you to be willing to journey into my ale mind _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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Within the album Single, written by Marcus Hopson, you'll find this song.

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