hopsin

• gözüne taktığı buz mavisi lenslerle farklı bir imaj oluşturmuş, (vikipedi'den öğrendiğim kadarıyla) 85 doğumlu bir insan evladı, rep sanatçısı. tekniği ve tarzı geleceğe yönelik umut vaat ediyor ve olaylara piyasa ortalamasından daha derin bir bakış açısıyla bakıyor. bakalım, piyasa sıçraması yapacak mı; yoksa bu şekilde mi devam edecek. gerçi bu son detay, benim gibi tüketiciler için pek önemli değil.
• ill mind of hopsin serisinin 4.sünde (bkz: tyler the creator)'a çok güzel giydirmiştir
• ill mind of hopsin 5 ile beni benden alan mc. aranan kan bulundu dahi dedirtti bana bir ara.
• hop is back şarkısı ve şarkıya yaptığı klip ile bu çocuk olmuş, daha da iyi olacak dedirten genç mc. başlarda iyi giden, tarzıyla fark yaratan ama parayı ve başarıyı görür görmez amı götü dağıtıp, kendini piyasanın tatlı kollarına bırakan kendrick lamar ile artık işin iyice bokunu çıkarmış olan kanye west'e döner bıçaklarıyla dalmış mevzu bahis şarkısında. iyi de yapmış, ellerine sağlık kendisinin. severek dinliyoruz, ailecek takip ediyoruz.
• stili eminem'e benzeyen dobra rapçi.
• ill mind of hopsin 5 ile bazı olaylara noktayı koymuş rapper.
  
  giydirmediği adam kalmamış sanırım.
  
  şarkıda beğendiğim kısımları yazayım dedim de her bir cümle enfes. o yüzden sözleri direkt kopipeyst yapayım.
  
  - çok uzunmuş amk -
  
  man i hate rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it
  i've become a freak of nature all the kids stare at
  who walk around bumping raw with the shit blaring
  saying "fuck school" and dropping out like a miscarriage
  i'm embarrassed
  and ı'm ashamed ı played a part in this devilish game
  making your common sense perish
  but i ain't taking the full blame
  cause most of you chumps running around here ain't never had strict parents
  all of your brain cells rotting from weed
  you feeling like if you ain't got it, life's not as complete
  you having sex with every-motherfuckin'-body you see
  with a past so dark that satan'd jump out of his seat
  but still you out in these streets thinking you hot as can be
  without the knowledge to lead so you just follow the sheep
  making sure your lame swag is all polished and clean
  while your favorite rapper's like "yeah, he got it from me"
  you been brainwashed by a fake life that you're used to livin'
  when ı say the word "fun", what do you envision?
  probably drinking and smoking out with your crew
  and chilling with clueless women you trying to bang, bumping new edition
  ıs that all you think life really is
  well if so, then you're a fucking idiot
  ı honestly feel like grabbing your head and hitting it
  matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain; gımme ıt!
  do you even have any goals
  aside from bagging these hoes and packing a bowl
  well let me guess- no
  you're only in school because your parents make you go
  when all you do is play beer pong and hang out with your bros
  yo, society's got you living for a whack cause
  you're a fucking adult with no skills at all
  you don't read any books or play ball
  you don't draw, you literally do nothing at all
  still you fiend for the glamorous fruits
  you don't have cause you idolize rappers that do
  and all they say is "ı got money and it's stacked to the roof"
  and now you think that it's gon' magically just happen to you
  how? your 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 a hater
  you wanna succeed, you have to try
  or one day you'll get older and regret it all cause you can't provide
  your friends are lowlifes, don't act surprised
  look, just cut the bad fruit off of the tree, make the sacrifice
  
  [verse 2]
  
  girls, stop acting like you want a guy with traits like romeo
  bitch that's a fucking 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 damn bracelets
  and head to the club half-naked with your ass shaking
  pulling a lowlife nigga who claim he cash making
  til you let him hit and find out he work at the gas station
  one of them niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it
  but you caused it, your actions made a fat statement
  you want romeo, then act patient
  and stop fronting like he in the club posted in the back waitin'
  ıt'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 very few condone of
  then they look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em
  then when they leave you, you cry and cry
  talking 'bout, "oh my god ı can't find a guy
  ı've spent so many years and ı've tried and tried
  why am ı even on earth? ı should die"
  you want romeo, you're not worthy
  you're cock-thirsty
  you're nasty and probably got herpes
  sometimes the secret to finding is to stop searching
  try a new formula, cause your last one's not working
  
  [verse 3]
  
  the term "real nigga"'s publicly used
  and ı need to know what it means, cause ı'm fucking confused
  are you one for always busting your tool
  with nothing to lose and something to prove to homies up in your crew
  ıs 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 a loop
  man, why do black people gotta be the only ones who can't evolve
  cause you in the streets acting like a neanderthal
  ıt's clear you can't stand the law, you're lost as an abandoned dog
  and all you're interested in is fighting, rapping, and basketball
  ı can't even fuck with you, cause if we out in public
  you gon' get caught stealing 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 mean mugging
  look at you, a real nigga, thinking your life's cool
  girls used to turn me down for guys who were like you
  'til you grab their heart and shove a spearhead right through
  then they regret it because it wasn't the right move
  your real nigga talk seems bogus
  a real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he knows it
  and his future doesn't seem hopeless
  a real nigga stays out of jail, handles shit, and he keeps focused
  
  [verse 4]
  
  so all you rappers whose soul is out in the wrong
  you inspire the issue ı wrote about in this song
  you go to pile on the young who roam around in the slums
  see this is what happens when rap's overcrowded with bums
  hope the hour is long when ı'm rolling out with your tongue
  the man above is my guide, you know the power is strong
  all you menacing freaks are only in it for cheese
  and the mass control limit was breached - fuck hip-hop
  they only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see
  they purposely making the innocent weak
  my existence on this planet's for you, ı ain't only here to benefit me
  yo, we need to make a change while there's still time
  ıt is hard, and sometimes ı struggle trying to reveal mine
  ı can guide you if you feel blind
  ı just need you to be willing to journey into my ill mind
  
  - çok uzunmuş amk -
• rapçilerin bir çoğu içtikleri uyuşturuculardan,kadınlarından bahsedip aynı şarkıları tekrar tekrar yaparken bambaşka bir tarzla hayıflandığımız her şeye karşı gelen büyük rapçi.
  
  bende favori olan şarkısı ise şu aralar good guys left behind.
• çooook kral elaman. (bkz: rip your heart out) ile tanıdım şahsen ama sonrasında hoca durur mu indirmiş diskografiyi... nihayetinde çok sağlam bir mürit edindi türkiye'den. cizıs bozmasın çizgisini hani 3 5 tane daha gelirse bu çocuktan önümüzdeki 5 senede, allahıma 80'ler 90'ların ilk yarısı dadında rap görür tadarız.
• "ill mind of hopsin 5" parçasıyla gönlüme taht kurmuş, para, uyuşturucu, seks gibi fake-ass rapper itemlerini bir kenara itmiş, gerçekleri çekinmeden söyleyen bir abimiz.
  
  parçanın türkçe altyazılı versiyonu:
  
  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ugiv2ekxwy
• fiends are knocking at my door