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Losing Out Lyrics

[Black Milk]
Yeah!
Once again....
I got the rockstar back drop right now
Everybody gather around & listen...
Walk with me...
Yeah!
Let's talk about,
Who's the most underestimated plus under-rated
City in this hip hop game
Let's talk about,
I don't know if these industry m***s
Overlook us cuz they might be afraid
They know if we get the spot like that,
You might not get your spot light back for a couple decades
Let's talk about,
Auburn, Aburn, now its DeTwa's turn,
Like Berry Gordy came back
Don't think about,
Comparing us to another metropolitan area
Or anywhere on this globe
Let's talk about,
Us breaking barriers, spittin' sick as malaria,
Spittin', you not even spittin' the code
Let's talk about,
How they make the masses attracted to the whack
Like a magnet, it's a sad mission
Just talkin' bout,
How mastered these massive lyrics, advanced,
Like you in a class with a mathematician
Just think about losin' out

Naw, you not losin out
We be the beast like this all the time
You got a few more minutes of abuse
My n**** Royce where you at...

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Let's talk about,
I got more cases in a m*********** AR clip
Than they got on our mayor
Let's talk about,
If you from the D, and you don't f*** with Hex,
Trick or me, then you probably a square
Let's talk about,
The metropolitan area, venereal spitter
Still Proof burial bitter... POOF
Talk about,
Me, Ima, be on your a**, trouble sells
I will make I to the double L
Don't think about,
Tusslin with a head buster who got
More muscle than Cool J double L... HA!
You can pop like that, take off your whole top like
BLAT, 'nuff body, what the hell
Let's talk about,
Makin n***** hard earned money, yours,
Puttin money on heads like I'm payin they barbers
Talk about,
Cotton mouth, hanged over, range rover, 750
When I hit the streets, game over n****
I ain't never losin' out
[Black Milk]
Naw!
It's almost over...
I give you one more chance to keep up
Round 3, n****...
Let's talk about,
The best, the worst, started from birth,
with the gift and the curse, now I'm spittin' the verse
Just to talk about,
Whenever, I'm spittin' the verse
Feels like my words splittin' the earth in two
Got 'em talkin' bout,
Who's... that rap dude
That mastered the soul clap, who,
Moves masses with the boom, bap boom,
Like the D,
Where the crack moves, in the street
n***** pull heat longer than Shaq's shoes
Don't think about...

[Royce Da 5'9"]
... Bringin out them ninas, cuz we about, clean 'em out
Phone calls can lead to a wedged shirt
Ringin out gun shots, tec BLURT, expert, leanin out
The window bringin my inner demon out
Talk about,
How we got it mastered, the fact
That whenever me and Black do a track, it's a classic
Talkin bout, my life n****
No sound realer, ridin with the four pound thriller like Mike
Out
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