paroles de chanson Ill Mind of Hopsin 9 - Hopsin
Our
lives
could'a
been
so
good
But
momma
had
to
fuck
it
all
up
And
now
your
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
your
momma
No,
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
your
momma
All
together,
come
on
Our
lives
could'a
been
so
good
But
momma
had
to
fuck
it
all
up
And
that's
why
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
my
momma
(Hell
no)
No,
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
my
momma
Oh,
hello
son,
I
really
wish
I
knew
you
I'm
your
father
you'll
probably
never
be
introduced
to
You'll
only
see
me
on
TV
or
maybe
YouTube
But
now
I
know
your
momma
is
probably
dating
some
new
dude
So
how
you
liking
Earth?
Are
you
loving
your
existence?
I
wasn't
at
your
birth,
'cause
your
mother
made
me
miss
it
I
tried
to
get
a
visa,
I
applied
and
they
denied
it
'Cause
your
momma
told
the
police
that
I
beat
her,
she
was
lyin'
And
now
I'm
banned
for
something
bad
I
ain't
even
do
There's
a
lot
of
land
and
water
separating
me
and
you
You're
far
away
in
Australia
and
I
am
in
America
So
I
cannot
be
there
to
do
all
of
the
things
a
parent
does
This
is
my
attempt
at
me
raising
you
from
a
distance
You
have
Hopson
in
your
blood,
you
are
special
and
you
are
gifted
The
punishment
your
mother
has
given
me
doesn't
seem
fair
Just
know
I
love
you
son,
and
I'm
wishin'
that
I
could
be
there
Our
lives
could'a
been
so
good
But
momma
had
to
fuck
it
all
up
(it's
sad)
And
now
your
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
your
momma
(Hell
no)
Nope,
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
your
momma
Now
sing
it
with
me,
son
Our
lives
could'a
been
so
good
But
momma
had
to
fuck
it
all
up
(yeah,
that's
it)
And
that's
why
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
my
momma
(That's
why
what?)
(Hell
no)
No,
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
my
momma
I
know
you
and
your
mom
are
staying
with
her
parents,
Bill
& Kirsten
You're
partially
black,
I'm
confident
they're
feeling
nervous
They
don't
like
coloured
people,
in
their
eyes
you're
still
a
burden
They
assume
you're
gonna
grow
up
shooting
guns
and
stealin'
purses
But
that's
not
true,
son,
don't
be
sad
I
know
you're
not
like
that,
you
know
I
got
your
back
Listen,
here's
a
funny
joke
that
you
could
tell
your
grandmother
She
looks
like
the
Marshmallow
Man
from
Ghostbusters
Oh,
I
forgot,
you're
too
young
to
know
what
that
is
But
that's
the
kinda
thing
I
like
to
say
to
plumpy
fat
chicks
The
humps
on
moms
chest
are
not
real,
they're
elastic
And
if
you
look
closely
you
can
see
she's
made
of
plastic
Like
a
toy,
you
my
boy,
my
son,
my
friend
I
promise
we
gon'
be
together
somehow
in
the
end
I
am
very
ashamed
that
you
don't
have
my
last
name
Every
night
I
go
to
bed
and
I'm
feelin'
this
wicked
pain,
because
Our
lives
could'a
been
so
good
But
momma
had
to
fuck
it
all
up
And
now
your
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
your
momma
(Hell
no)
Nope,
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
your
momma
You
know
what
time
it
is,
son
Our
lives
could'a
been
so
good
But
momma
had
to
fuck
it
all
up
(that's
right)
And
that's
why
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
my
momma
(daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
who?)
(Hell
no)
No,
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
my
momma
Currently
my
life
has
hit
the
floor,
I
can't
lie
to
you,
shit
is
hard
I
should
be
building
with
the
Lord,
it
could
be
what
I'm
missin'
Or
maybe
I
should
continue
to
hurt
your
momma
and
diss
her
more
Just
to
relieve
the
tension
that
sits
in
my
heart,
'cause
it
is
sore
When
I'm
spittin'
bars
about
all
my
cash
and
exquisite
cars
This
was
on
my
vision
and
you
were
the
one
I
did
it
for
My
relationship
with
your
momma
is
sittin'
in
the
morgue
After
all
this
hell
I
can't
lie,
I
do
wish
she
did
abort
Our
lives
are
so
unhappy,
'cause
this
world
is
cold
and
nasty
Just
know
your
daddy
don't
condone
havin'
a
broken
family
I'm
so
sad
we
couldn't
work
out
our
issues
'fore
you
arrived
And
now
you
have
to
suffer,
'cause
mom
and
daddy
have
stupid
lives
You're
way
too
young
to
notice
it,
you
don't
deserve
to
go
through
this
If
I
do
see
your
mom
again
this
time
I
will
assault
the
bitch
At
least
then
I'll
feel
like
my
bannin'
was
justified
Look
at
your
momma,
thank
her
for
fuckin'
up
all
our
lives,
to
sing
Our
lives
could'a
been
so
good
But
momma
had
to
fuck
it
all
up
And
now
your
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
your
momma
(Hell
no)
Nope,
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
your
momma
Where's
my
choir
at?
Our
lives
could'a
been
so
good
But
momma
had
to
fuck
it
all
up
(momma
had
to
fuck
it
all
up)
And
that's
why
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
my
momma
(daddy
doesn't
fuck
your
momma)
(Hell
no)
No,
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
my
momma
Oh,
son,
I'm
sorry
I
can't
be
There
with
you,
but
I'll
be
there
soon
But
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
your
momma
(no,
no)
No,
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
your
momma
Just
know
that
Our
lives
could'a
been
so
good
But
momma
had
to
fuck
it
all
up
And
that's
why
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
my
momma
(Hell
no)
No,
daddy
doesn't
fuck
with
my
momma
1 Money on the Side
2 Cute in a Suit (Skit)
3 Twisted
4 Hotel in Sydney
5 I Wouldn't Do That
6 Black Sheep
7 I Must Be On Somethin
8 The Purge
9 Witch Doctor
10 Marcus' Gospel
11 Ill Mind of Hopsin 9
12 Panorama City
13 No Words 2 (Skit)
14 Tell'em Who You Got It From
15 Right Here
16 All Your Fault (Remix)
17 Happy Ending
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