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• Artiste: Charles Hamilton
• Titre: Loser
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I'm not leaving out this motherfuckin both till I get this shit right How does it feel to wake up to the feeling knowing that I don't give a fuck wat u feeling I didn't know my life was so appealing so high that I'm touch the ceiling looking down at her with the attitude of imis you nappy hoes can't find us I'm just mad at the fact you tried to blind side us Lieing to yourself like you can ever out shine us you can lick my nuts while I'm playing primus then wake up tied up to the back of the fire bus why must niggas ever doubt Mr. Hamilton wildin, written singing or free styling I'm doin the music you should be zooted to boom if you could do it man I'm sure you would be doing it too but this is a gift giving to him for Christmas so in the event you think different dismiss it,bitches. [Chorus:] I once was the loser now I'm older still the same loser that's y I look so different to ya you see the past I see the future now my bars is off the chain everybody know my name ain't no more things around me change you know who's gonna stay the same gone stay the same. It's all about the Benjamins baby but I been having different sentiments lately do think these listen when they play me have you heard the bullshit these niggas making what's even more bullshit these niggas cakin they think so limited they be giving it 80% of them maybe but take a nerd that only listen to shady Jadakiss and them with a little AZ, James Charles, Smith, Nas with a little bit of Jay Z Incubus car system and ac/dc along with a couple pounds of that he-mi maybe you can considerably be me but I think I made it sound to damn easy I don't know what you think you doin but it ain't rapping you hiding behind the mic like jermaine jackson lights,camera, action [Chorus:] Yo kirk, pass me the Jesus juice so I can get deep up in these beats like roots this isnt a verse man this is beat abuse tape up the microphone before I leave the booth I'm a beast in booths a nightmare in nike airs a nice dream of ice creams the nike fiene rakim rockin light pink I'll leave Harlem MC's running quick to give em light feet no a g involved just me involved me and my MGM squad demevolist I kno you see them dog niggaz wanna beat us up they girl beat us off married to the game not no prenup ya'll lifes a bitch yea she a beat up dog quick to wife her no reason shorty got her teeth up dog before the bitch try to eat up Charles, I throw her a fuckin peanut jar tell her feast up broad you see I got my feet up doll illest rapper that you seen thust far fuck ya'll I'm nice as fuck ya'll so fuck em all [Chorus:]