Marcus Jamal Hopson (born July 18, 1985), better known by his stage name Hopsin, is an American rapper, record producer, director and actor from Los Angeles, California. In 2007, he was signed to Ruthless Records, and has since founded his own record label, Funk Volume, in 2009. Hopsin has released four studio albums, Gazing at the Moonlight through Ruthless Records, Raw, Knock Madness and Pound Syndrome along with the collaborative project Haywire (with SwizZz) through Funk Volume. He is well known for his use of white colored eye contacts in music videos, performances, and interviews.
Marcus Hopson was born on July 18, 1985 in Los Angeles, and was raised in the Panorama City neighborhood of Los Angeles. He attended James Monroe High School, where he was placed into special educational classes. Hopsin has been an avid skateboarder since the age of twelve, as many of his music videos feature him skateboarding. He started rapping at sixteen years old, and took his hobby more seriously by 2003 which is the year the majority of the tracks from Hopsin's self-produced album Emurge were recorded. He dropped out of high school during his senior year in 2004 to pursue a career in music, purchased a microphone, and installed FL Studio (known as FruityLoops at the time) on his computer. While starting his music career, Hopsin decided to sport colored eye contacts while performing in his music videos. He stated that he used the contacts to give himself a memorable appearance and differentiate himself from other African American rappers with the cliché appearance. He credits Eminem as the rapper that initially got him interested into hip hop music.
Tell em all what I came to do (Kill)
One word that explains the truth (Real)
Bang out till your brain is loose
All your little fun filled days are through
Remember that I'm like this thanks to you
First of I'm a little psycho, I know
Dumb like a mentally retarded kid
I ain't got no friends, no ends to my stress
So I chill in the dark and shit
With a rifle and bomb, knife in my palm
Thinking about the motherfucking liars I'mma harm
Swing at me then I'm slicing your arm
Then make you videotape me piping your mom
Ruthless!
Deceitful lies, listen up, you don't want beef to rise
I really wanna murder [Tomica Wright]
I'm thinking of taking her out for a pizza slice
Then tie her ass up and then beat the life
Out her god damn skull till she bleeds and cries
The whole fucking time she was screaming "Why?"
Fuck you bitch, don't be surprised!
Time after time you told me that my album would drop
It was all bullshit, then the day that it finally did
Bitch how come it flopped?
It's Ruthless baby for sho
I'm tryna make me some dough
Get off your ass and make a motherfucking marketing plan
And then maybe I'll blow
But NO!
You wanna be a little bitch about it
Thought that I would never do shit about it
You made a contract with a twist around it
So I could never, ever, ever get up out it
No outlet so I'm pissed about it
I'd be really dumb if I just allowed it
Watch your back, you might get surrounded!
Bang, bang, bang you hit the ground!
... Then
Tell em all what I came to do (Kill)
One word that explains the truth (Real)
Bang out till your brain is loose
All your little fun filled days are through
Remember that I'm like this thanks to you
Yea brother you got to feel it just like a killer, killer!
Yea brother you got to feel it just like a killer, killer!
Yea brother you got to feel it just like a killer, killer!
Kill her, kill her!
Kill her, kill her!
Listen up, don't you ever hate me
Cause I'm a blow up like a bomb when I'm detonated
See, you be tripping like a nigga
That's walking with his shoes untied
Best believe I'ma set it straight
Tie a rope around both of your legs, then hook 'em to 2 cars
And drive till they separate
Now your soul's in the sky, try to levitate
Bitch you gon' live life in a better place
You done fucked me once, you done fucked me TWICE
Having me begging to drop must be NICE
Look at Eazy-E's lovely WIFE
Maybe the reason is my ugly EYES
I be the illest when I crush these MICS
But it never occurred that I must be WHITE
You're the reason I say "fuck my LIFE"
I hate you bitch, it's a must we FIGHT!
Everybody keep on running around and asking
What do [Tomica] be doing with her time
I don't really know though
I just keep a low-pro, cause I'm mad with the contract I signed
I was so happy at first, then it turned to a curse
How'd it happen to me?
That's the question
I could not get the answer
So now I'm building a casket for [Tomica] to rest in
Bitch you ain't nothing but a big phony
Lying to niggas, saying you signed with Sony, bitch
None of the staff up there knows me
How come my rap career's moving so slowly, bitch?
Now I got big enough buzz to destroy you and Ruthless
You can't hold me, bitch
I'ma fuck around and put some steal toes on
And kick your ass in the ovies, bitch!
Tell em all what I came to do (Kill)
One word that explains the truth (Real)
Bang out till your brain is loose
All your little fun filled days are through
Remember that I'm like this thanks to you
Yea brother you got to feel it just like a killer, killer!
Yea brother you got to feel it just like a killer, killer!
Yea brother you got to feel it just like a killer, killer!
Kill her, kill her!