Collaborations

The rap that fat jesus listens to.

Knock Madness available November 26th

“The whole thing that got me here was controversy,” admits Hopsin. In 2010, the Panorama City, California native’s back was against the wall. He was unhappily signed to Eazy-E’s former label with a debut ('Gazing at the Moonlight') failing to meet his artistic and commercial expectations after years of acting on a major network and a feature film. Hardly a “kiddie rapper,” the emcee took to the Internet and released, “Sag My Pants,” an instant rewind. “I lashed out against Ruthless Records. I knew that would have some shock value. But at the time, I had to do whatever I could do.” Hopsin’s survival mechanisms have guided him through life. As a youth placed in special education classes, Hop overcame the obstacles to become a video editor, music producer in addition to rapper. He is also co-founder of the low profile indie-powerhouse Funk Volume, currently with 600,000 Youtube subscribers and 1.2 Million Facebook Likes. This 2012 XXL Freshman is at the top of his class.
In the three years since 'Raw', Hopsin has steadily supplied his thousands of album-buying fans with free music, notably his “Ill Mind of Hopsin” series. The artist is still fearless in maintaining the spirit of lunchroom battles with SwizZz years ago; “I don’t care to burn a bridge if I didn’t want to cross it anyway.” In the meantime, he appeared on Tech N9ne’s video single “Am I a Psycho?” as well as a top 3 album by Insane Clown Posse, the Mighty Death Pop. “The key thing is I don’t hang around bullshit artists who convince me to make bullshit songs. I just hang in my basement with the same people I’ve always hanged with. I’m the same guy; I haven’t changed.”
With cover stories and a plethora of seven-figure Youtube content, the self-made talent is sticking to his formula on his third LP, Knock Madness. “It’s gonna be hard to top—I’m calling it right now,” he boasts, claiming it’s just “an enhancement” of his work. Moreover, he wants to punctuate his career. “this will probably be my last album for a long time.” elaborating, the recluse promises “the biggest tour I’ve ever done, and I’m leavin’ for a while” as devotes his attention to Funk Volume.
While controversy may have made Hopsin a star, skill and courage made him a fan favorite. Hopsin has the attitude and charisma that makes hip hop unpredictable again.

What's My Purpose

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beat from foreign beggars

Spirit Science (Black Hole Prophecies)

First original production and also collaboration with the talented lady of jazz, JoFoo! 
Lyrics follow....

Jofoo
Life is a Seed x3 

CHORUS:
Life is a seed and I came to grow, 
naming the foes I forget my woes. 
Lows with no highs: the most boring show, 
hold on tight and let it all go 

Design
In my heart’s garden there is a teacher, 
a sonic seed, humble creature, 
speaking soft words of wisdom
guiding me slowly as I listen, It tells me
thoughts and deeds are seeds, 
and truth is the flower it seeks to breathe.
my space of love wants talls trees
towering above I progress indeed! (progress!) 
Indeed I will, 
for we each have our garden to till,
Do we plant seeds of an expertise, 
or, do we water weeds of the next disease?
I know what I need. 
land, food and the finest squeeze! 
This universe’ll grow what we sow!  
dropping my woes, I let my smile grow

JoFoo and Design
I try to swim / against the current
I try to run / step by step
I try to jump / retrying heights
I try to fly / sky’s the limit
And I struggle…. Until I find air / breathe in, breathe in! 

CHORUS

Design 
Deep underground, seeds hear the call,
To rise like Ron Paul against em all, 
Past solid soil, we breakthrough
Tasting the sky, raising the view. 
Cuz there’s a clearing in gaia’s ceiling
With room for each bloom that’s pioneering.
Check your steering, forget the veering
To the shine we climb, persevering!

I see my garden all round, 
high in the canopy – I feel the crown, 
Can it be? the fragrance of pollen, 
sweetness of sound steps solving problems 
I’m still in progress like all of life, 
I’ll still remain honest, despite all the strife, 
Watering my seeds with diligent deeds, 
Until they rise up as the tallest of trees. 


JoFoo
How can I see, when my heeaaart is cold, [Be Strong] 
Gotta be strong, moving on, to break the mold [Breakthrough] 
How can I walk, when my legs are weak, [Be Strong] 
Gotta be strong, moving on, to the sound of my soul

CHORUS

JoFoo and Design
Power to the people, reunite the peaceful x4
Reunite the peaceful x2


Life is a Seed [Prod. by Design and JoFoo]

Lyrics (Agenda then Design alternating): 

I’m dialectically electric, synthetic, never forget it
Get it incredibly, medically better just like a pedigree
Better be impending endlessly, we rendering the melody
Inequity directly festering energy mentally 

The syllable surgeon dismissing vermin’s final curtain
cuz persons are hurting and deeply in need of a sermon. 
The urban version of merlin reversing the burdens,
throwing flowing raps round your head like a turban.

Amenities, facilities, complement my ability
Military missiles be missin me, misplaced humility
Millimetre by millimetre my ministry a mystery
Masterful flowing like the water of the Mississippi

It be slippery this injury controlling history, 
villainy vying for victory bitterly looking the same to me,
I’m chasing liberty, replacing misery with synergy, 
inwardly lies the mystery that’s hotter than the Kimberley,

Specific with symmetry, systematic in synergy 
Similes Syntactically selected, I sever soliloquy 
The terror’s in the tyranny, I testify terrifically
Anticipate implicitly, complex with the simplicity

Actively averting casualty dismissing vanity, 
impacting sanity like being told to act naturally. 
factually; raps that be fatter than a manatee. 
old traps collapse when I smash like Agassi. 

Straight into your vicinity I penetrate
Regenerate and spiritually meditate, put pen to paper
Resonate, I illustrate and innovate within this space
Don’t imitate or come to hate, I emanate a realer state of deals to break

The amateur rapper syntactically slamming vernacular, 
grammar spectacular, ripping steel like claw hammers 
to produce improvement, enamoured with movement 
lucid, grooving ink and think: so fluid.

Reveal the face of real revolution
Retribution, end the fusion of verbal pollution, conceit and delusion
Restitution for complete confusion and collusion
Evolutionary illusion, soul electrocution

My castle is a marvel of martial arsenal, 
with artful archers partial to the masterful.  
carnal impulses falsified by media mindsets,
its time lets detach this bad debt drag-net.


My mic manipulates and mesmerises militant minds
Spiritual sides to cynical syllables, subliminal signs
Sophisticated pieces of political pie are critical why
Because the metaphysical is pivotal, you spit pitiful rhymes 

I pull you closer than a magnet, in this planet we inhabit,
performing poems for palates, inside boxes like ballots
tactical with prophylactic, professional wise habits
semantics Ripping this ship like the Titanic.

I’m melodramatic with this rap shit, call it magic
Pneumatic attack of pure emphatic acid, I get erratic
Pacific to Atlantic, I persist with the manic
Dynamic, mechanical panic of radicals spanning the planet

These vipers vile vomit makes me charge like a socket, 
large as bankers pockets, holding hearts like a locket. 
a clever beast of words, severs fleece from the herd,
forever absurd morals are mischievously blurred

(Agenda and Design)
We got the rugged rough flow 
Inspired by Bahamadia and Primo
Design, Agenda, now you know 
counting down to zero. 


Mastery - Design and Agenda

Collaboration across nations. Turn on and tune in..

Universal Circles - Design, Ted Dunn, Ras Bee [Prod. Ted Dunn]

Colour. Huge props to Chance Son for the beat! Lyrics follow:

Om, Shanti Shanti, Om. 
Om, Shanti Shanti, Om. 

Her eyes dragged on the ground, steps heavy
Same route each day, all grey always
yesterday’s muck stuck on replay 
stumbling unsure of what to stay 
She tripped on the concrete, blessing in disguise 
between her fingertips lay the flower of life 
breathing its fragrance of ancient songs 
her soul began to dance, blossoming strong as…

Om, Shanti Shanti, Om. 
Om, Shanti Shanti, Om. 

As she caressed its petals, colour flowed down 
from the heavens until it graced her crown 
channeled through to the soles of her feet, 
Then outward bound to the souls in the street, 
people stopped, and for the first time truly looked 
at the cost of their lifeless machines, 
they questioned the loss of their once priceless dreams. 

United though alone, afraid of change
They turned to the girl in their monochrome haze
Her eyes ablaze with a zest for life 
her gaze embracing both dark and light 
the people understood the plight of the pavement, 
tearing it up to end their enslavement 
scattering/planting seeds, asking to remain nameless 
they sang this song of the ancients..

Om, Shanti Shanti, Om. 
Om, Shanti Shanti, Om. [Rpt]

* My first attempt at story-telling, hope you dig it! Written and recorded in about 3 hours.

Colour (Prod. Chance Son) [Free Download]

Who got the funk, y'all?!  
Bigups to Seismo for the choice beat! 
Agenda reps the first verse while I bring it home with samples from the Parliament Funkadelic. 

Lyrics:
(Agenda)

(Design)
This is my open letter endeavouring to be better forever 
the veteran of clever pleasure unfettered like zephyr feathers 
dropping letters like lepers, hotter than redder peppers
Whatever the weather, I treasure us here together! 

Now get your your back off the wall like it’s scorching hot 
holding the torch high, dancing in the melting pot 
advance and enhance all you got, 
it’s not target practice, Fact is we hit the spot

Letting feet move to forge a new groove 
no words elude spiritual views of our crew 
debut styles shiftin like desert dunes
born to wild out to these funky tunes 

and make ya savour the flavor of the One Creator 
wonderous inventor of all nature, 
I nurture to provide vibes which alert ya 
to ride soundscapes like a sonic surfer, huh!

Funk (feat. Agenda) [Prod. Seismo70]

The revolution will not be televised. Fresh Western Australian collaboration with verses from Agenda, myself, Regal and Rtilary on the first beat I ever made back in early 2011. Thanks for listening! 



The System (feat. Agenda, Regal and Rtilary) [Prod. Design]

Art of Evil Geniuses - Equity Featuring Rikachet and Avi 

Produced by Silent-D ~ Song featured on Digital Dynasty Volume 23 Hosted by Vinnie Paz.

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Art of Evil Geniuses - Equity (Produced by Silent-D)

Art of Evil Geniuses - Close Call (Produced by Alastar)

Art of Evil Geniuses - Plenty (Produced by Silent-D)

Each one, reach one, teach one.

* These songs are my journal. May they enrich your life as they do mine. * 
Click on tracks for lyrics.

Mastery - Design and Agenda

Design MC