'Los' is featured as a movie character in the following productions:

The Los Box (2014)

Actors Anita Nicole Brown (actress), Sean Warner (actor), Hunter Johnson (actor), Marianna Adaire (actress), Gabriel Smith (actor), Gabriel Smith (director), Albessant Smith (actor), Aglaia Beauthymos (actor), Bailey Fox (actress), Meghann Mueller (actress), Angela Redmond (actress), Yu-Chian Wang (actress), Tsai Wei (actress), Iwei Tang (actor), Brent Foster (actor),

Keep Movin' (2013)

Taglines:

You can't fight fate. You can fight back.

Actors Nicolas Alexander (producer), Nicolas Alexander (actor), Nicolas Alexander (editor), Nicolas Alexander (director), Nicolas Alexander (writer), Evan Parquette (editor), Evan Parquette (producer), Carlos Christian (producer), Carlos Christian (editor), Carlos Christian (actor), Carlos Christian (composer), Jacob Johnston (actor), Scott Mitchell (actor), Jonee Avendano (actor), Ben Tracy (actor),

Runnin' (2013)

Taglines:

If a body runs cold...what good is it's soul?

Actors Nicolas Alexander (producer), Nicolas Alexander (actor), Nicolas Alexander (editor), Nicolas Alexander (director), Nicolas Alexander (writer), Evan Parquette (editor), Evan Parquette (producer), Carlos Christian (editor), Carlos Christian (producer), Carlos Christian (composer), Carlos Christian (actor), Jacob Johnston (actor), Mary Christian (actor), Chi Williams (actor),

Assassins Tale (2013)

Actors Rebecca Grace Larkin (miscellaneous crew), Rebecca Grace Larkin (actress), Stan Harrington (actor), Michael Beach (actor), Kaiwi Lyman (actor), Darius Holbert (composer), Brian Eric Johnson (actor), Anna Silk (actress), Rob Roy Fitzgerald (actor), Jerrod Paige (actor), Gary Poux (actor), Lili Mirojnick (actress), Dani Marco (actress), Scott Hatcher (editor), Guy Garner (actor),

Alley's Light (2011)

Actors Bob Lanoue (actor), Shaun Clay (actor), De'Angelo Wright (actor), Jill Andrade (director), Rachelle Neal (actress), Aimee Dunn (actress), Brandon Jolley (producer), Brandon Jolley (editor), Brandon Jolley (actor), Brandon Jolley (director), Jacinte Blankenship (actress), Brandon Jolley (writer), Amber Dixon (miscellaneous crew), Brian Tinch (miscellaneous crew), Carlos Hill (miscellaneous crew),

Blackbird (2011)

Actors Nicole M. Rivera (miscellaneous crew), Brian Scofield (director), Paloma Martinez (producer), Evan Schrodek (editor), Daniel Walter (composer), Josie Azzam (editor), Daniel Grove (writer), Daniel Grove (writer), Michael Esparza (actor), Brett Swanson (writer), Lainey Lipson (actress), Andrew Micheal Carter (actor), Gil Marsden (producer), Ben Crippin Taylor (composer), Noemi Gonzalez (actress),

There Can Only Be One (2011)

Actors Keith Allen Hayes (actor), Donnie Leapheart (editor), Robert Clinton (actor), Alan Maffett Jr. (director), Alan Maffett Jr. (producer), Alan Maffett Jr. (editor), Marvin Baldwin (actor), Thad Morris (actor), Najma Cade (actor), Najma Cade (producer), Dontrell Jones (actor), Ralph Thomas (actor), D'Celeste Halfkenny (actress), Ameerah Muhammad (actress), Jamilah Rouse (actress),

There Can Only Be One (2011)

Actors Robert Clinton (actor), Alan Maffett Jr. (director), Alan Maffett Jr. (producer), Alan Maffett Jr. (editor), Marvin Baldwin (actor), Thad Morris (actor), Najma Cade (actor), Najma Cade (producer), Dontrell Jones (actor), Ralph Thomas (actor), Marielle Porter (actor), Sharif Kemp (actor), D'Celeste Halfkenny (actress), Ameerah Muhammad (actress), Jamilah Rouse (actress),

Stacking Chips (2009)

Actors Rebecca Grace Larkin (actress), Rebecca Grace Larkin (miscellaneous crew), Michael Beach (actor), Stan Harrington (actor), Kaiwi Lyman (actor), Braxton Pope (producer), Darius Holbert (composer), Brian Eric Johnson (actor), Anna Silk (actress), Rob Roy Fitzgerald (actor), Jerrod Paige (actor), Gary Poux (actor), Lili Mirojnick (actress), Dani Marco (actress), Randy Bobbitt (producer),

Soldiers United for Cash (2001)

Taglines:

Biography of DJ Screw & The Screwed Up Click

Actors Ariel Santschi (director), Ariel Santschi (miscellaneous crew), Ariel Santschi (editor), Ariel Santschi (producer), Ariel Santschi (writer), Lil' Flip (actor), Carlos Grace (actor), DJ Screw (actor), John E. Hawkins (actor), Charles Singletary (miscellaneous crew), Robert Earl Davis Jr. (actor), Michael Dixon (actor), Charles Grace (actor), Joseph McVey (actor), Kenneth Moore (actor),

Los, Los Jeme Filmography

• The Blue Dress 2013, role: actor, character name: The twins
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Los

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Jack Topalian, Anoush Arakelian, Levon Sharafyan, Alla Tumanian, Violetta Gevorkyan, Razmik Mansuryan, Annabelle Amirav, Sara Watson, Inga Stamboltyan, Christina Sadéh, Arevik Ananyan, Jenny Pasqualetto,

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  All I Know (feat. Jazelle)

  (Plies talking)
  Bruh bruh the streets is all i know, bruh aint nothing you can tell mhe bout the streets that i don't now
  (chorus)
  I hustle all day ball all night i been in the streets like all my life runnin like crazy the streets is my lady street shit is all i know
  (verse 1)
  I had dreams of livin like nino all i ever wanted was one kilo grandma went to chruch but i didn't go i stayed home just to watch (...) steady boston geroge and diego watch one lil nigga play with big doe niggas made millions off of one o i learned the street life was so cold 10 stacks cash that was my goal wanted to be like big bro with plenty hoes first thing he taught me was the g code hoes aint shit thats all i ever known
  (chours)
  I hustle all day ball all night i been in the streets like all my life runnin like crazy the streets is my lady street shit is all i know
  (verse 2)
  Alot of niggas wanted me in the chain game alot of niggas broke but got big names some niggas pussy but got alot of change real nigga to the bone how i came niggas snitchin now and days with no shame 16 with two kids who the blame when i was 16 i ran my first train had good butt but i aint know her name some niggas dead thanks to cocaine some niggas rich off the same thing all i can tell you life a dirty game streets all i know simple and plain
  (chorus)
  I hustle all day ball all night i been in the streets like all my life runnin like crazy the streets is my lady street shit is all i know
  (verse 3)
  I know a nigga that blew off 28 grand nigga cop his first ounce and went ham now he ridin candy smokin big cans nigga ridin threw the city with big bams most niggas i knew grew up with no fam momma still here but daddy in a jam one thing bout street money it swith hands i know some niggas thats 18 with 20 grand i know some old coons dawg with no band and this street shit waits for no man some niggas gone leave here with head shoots some niggas gone hit liqs for big blocks some niggas forever dawg gone sell rocks ands some niggas forever gone have big knots and some gone forever ball and just watch and i sulate the niggas thats on the blocks
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  Losshow lyrics

  Los

  Wir waren namenlos
  Und ohne Lieder
  Recht wortlos
  Waren wir nie wieder
  Etwas sanglos
  Sind wir immmer noch
  Dafür nicht klanglos
  Man hört uns doch
  Nach einem Windstoß
  Ging ein Sturm los
  Einfach beispielos
  Es wurde Zeit
  Sie waren sprachlos
  So sehr schockiert
  Und sehr ratlos
  Was war passiert
  Etwas fassungslos
  Und garantiert
  Verständnislos
  Das wird zensiert
  Sie sagten grundlos
  Schade um die Noten
  So schamlos
  Das gehört verboten
  Es ist geistlos
  Was sie da probieren
  So geschmacklos
  Wie sie musizieren
  Ist es hoffnungslos
  Sinnlos
  Hilflos
  Sie sind gottlos
  Wir waren namenlos
  Wir haben einen Namen
  Waren wortlos
  Die Worte kamen
  Etwas sanglos
  Sind wir immer noch
  Dafür nicht klanglos
  Das hört man doch
  Wir sind nich fehlerlos
  Nur etwas haltlos
  Ihr werdet lautlos
  Uns nie los

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  Whoopin Assshow lyrics

  Whoopin Ass

  man i got dumb hoes, stupid bands
  the guts red but the coupe is tan
  if a slut wit it, ima scoop her damn
  and have her “draggin balls”(dragon balls) no super saiyan
  make her pussy whistle like a flute was playin
  at my “crib tonight”(kryptonite) no superman
  get it kryptonite, superman im in a new sedan
  and bumpin luther van(vandross)
  i make her grip, break a cheque
  make your bitch break her neck
  handle you niggas that wont even break a sweat (woop)
  hit your breaks, slow it down, your shit was fake
  lil nigga, big mistake, im the shit whats the big debate
  my niggas in the kitchen got shit to bake
  bitch im nuts like christmas cake
  i said cut ur single and drop it
  everything bout to slow up
  got krispy kreme in my pocket
  in other words my donuts
  she go nuts when im in her thang
  no luck wit chu minute man
  my city told me go kill you niggas
  so i told the coach to put me in the game
  i say i ball i swag i grind i floss
  i cop these cars pop tags i shine take off
  okay i took a loss, not again
  drop my top to get oxygen
  from the bottom got to win
  i told em what a happen if they box me in
  and then im whoopin ass whoopin ass
  whoopin ass, im whoopin ass
  whoopin ass whoopin ass
  whoopin ass, im whoopin ass
  i cop the drop, drop the top
  switch the lane, hit the gas
  hit the door, flip the cash
  niggas know im whoopin ass
  okay runway fashion dolce
  white girl give me windpipe
  bitch might think im o.j
  ro-ro-rozay
  call it rolex, hoes say
  let me see that rockband like i got tickets to coldpay
  wait(wait), oh god,
  all my diamonds go off,
  if i start fist pumpin it look like im throwin snowballs
  i like short skirts , no panty plz
  i make the pussy overheat she need antifreeze
  i fan it off then light it up again
  and make a pit stop and tighten up her friend
  i said i break a bitch back make her bring the bitch back
  when she think of this dick she gon bring up this track
  im a king in the matt(mattress) do my thing while you slack
  on your pimpin you slippin i bring the attack
  hit your breaks slow down your shit was fake
  lil nigga big mistake im the shit whats the big debate
  i say i ball i swag i grind i floss
  i cop these cars pop tags i shine take off
  okay i took a loss, not again
  drop my top to get oxygen
  from the bottom got to win
  i told em what a happen if they box me in
  and then im whoopin ass whoopin ass
  whoopin ass, im whoopin ass
  whoopin ass whoopin ass
  whoopin ass, im whoopin ass
  i cop the drop, drop the top
  switch the lane, hit the gas
  hit the door, flip the cash

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  King Los

  [Hook]
  King Los, king Los, bow down, kiss a nigga rings hoe
  Been knocked down, hated on, bitch I still did my thing though
  I'm king Los, king Los, bow down, kiss a nigga rings hoe
  Been knocked down, hated on, bitch I still did my thing though
  I thank the Lord every breath I take
  Every step I make, I'm going off on these sucka niggas wishing thats my fate
  Thats why I go, go, go (way too hard)
  Go, go (way too hard)
  They say I go, go, go (way too hard)
  Go, go (way too hard)
  [Verse 1]
  Yo, rap on shit nobody go hard, I dont need nobody
  I body whole squads
  I bury niggas on the dark side of the moon
  Till the sun come up and throw a party on mars
  I'm outta this world outta my mind, stuck at the bottom thinking
  How do I climb, how do I climb?
  Fuck I sound to get up I turn this bitch upside down
  Cause I get down to get up, sit down do sit ups
  Sit up do push ups, push ups to lay back
  So I make that money do cruches
  So you hate my guts when I pull up the Maybach
  Honey said she ain't never seen a guy that thorough
  So I got it on strength like a bicep curl
  Hopeed out the pussy like I gotta murk out
  Sorry baby girl, it'll never work out get it?
  Snapback, custom made fitted's
  Shitted on ever spectator, every critic midgets never seen one quite fly
  You a pint size guy to a giant like I
  Digits? I throw them in the bank
  Bitches planking on the dick like they throwing in the anchor
  Her, her, her and you too
  It ain't all about the rappers when I'm turning through crews
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  [Verse 2]
  They'll never make another me
  I dont even need half of me to make another you
  I'm coming for number one so shitting on niggas is the only way you ever see me taking number 2
  I'm back like vertabrae
  Nigga stop fronting, you ain't even really got the guts for this
  Better man up nigga, Im a stand up nigga
  Back Rosa Parks woulda got up for this, cause I get down to get up
  Never put the pen down to give up
  Now a nigga pin down to pin up it feel like I been up
  And yall niggas stuggling so when I pull up I betta feel like a chin up
  Down, then up, down again and I'm so nice I put down the pen
  Think you wanna battle, you wanna say yes
  Dont push up if you dont wanna play chess get it?
  Wear Air J's ever digit and I'm the rap game's most extrraordinary nigga
  Dont knock on a door when ya boy in the kitchen
  Probably mention I'm something and the rock ain't cooking
  Ski mask in the booth hope the cops ain't looking
  Tell me god ain't smiling nigga spot ain't tooken
  My pa staying proud and these niggas stay lying
  I was born in the jungle man these niggas ain't lions
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  [Verse 3: Lola Monroe]
  Queen bosset cause I run shit I stay dumb slick fly tell a bum bitch bye
  Wanna come trick, why, you ain't built like that
  You gonna fuck around and get killed like that
  Ol' back of the race looking bitch ol' wack ass drag in the face looking bitch
  Ole half ass, no swag having ass, ho ass slow ass
  Last of the apes looking bitch
  You're styled played out like Manolo boots
  We taking headshots welcome to the photoshoot
  I'll wipe this bitch! Who hype this bitch?
  Make me put a ho down like Mike Vick pit
  Betcha life get hit like a 10 car crash
  You dont really want it though send me all trash
  I'm from garfield where they known to skin all rats
  And get rid of white boy like Kim Kardash
  Get it?
  Christian Louboutins when I pivot
  Its so gross how you broke bitches in a civic I did it
  Im good shit, the hoods big ticket
  Get off my lollipop if you ain't gonna lick it
  Im wicked, ya money like Beckham lets kick it
  None of yall bitches wanna step in my district
  Say I ain't the truth and these bitches ain't lying!
  I was born in the jungle these bitches ain't lions
  Im Queen roe, Queen roe
  [Hook]
  Bow down, kiss a nigga rings hoe
  Been knocked down, hated on, bitch I still did my thing though
  (I'm Queen Roe, I'm Queen Roe)
  Bow down, kiss a nigga rings hoe
  Been knocked down, hated on, bitch I still did my thing though
  I thank the Lord every breath I take
  Every step I make, I'm going off on these sucka niggas wishing thats my fate
  Thats why I go, go, go (way too hard)
  Go, go (way too hard)
  They say I go, go, go (way too hard)

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  Unstoppable

  VERSE ONE
  No, these just ain’t fucking words
  No, this ain’t no fucking verse
  Nigga this my fucking life
  I been through the fucking worst
  First they took my father from me
  Shot him in the fucking head
  Then they took my homies from me
  Locked ‘em in the fucking Fed
  Then they took my cousin (Churl)?
  And they kidnapped Mardy’s girl
  After that I lost my deal
  Had me screaming fuck the world
  (Now my nigga Mardy locking
  Feds ran up in Puffy shit)?
  But I worked too hard to get signed
  And I been through too much to quit
  So much pain inside my heart
  So much passion in my eyes
  That now I just invite the pain
  I think it’s passion in disguise
  Bless my God that kept me safe
  I cherish every single breath
  But Lord knows I been through so much
  That up’s the only thing that’s left
  Momma if I’m bitter lately
  Sorry I don’t mean to be
  But I wake up in cold sweats
  Fighting demons in my sleep
  Pray to Lord my soul to keep
  Want for nothing less than more
  So anything I’m going through is everything I’m destined for
  CHORUS
  If you’ve got a question, well I am the answer
  (In the blink of an eye)? I can make a believer
  I’m an achiever
  (Livin in hustles)?
  When I was down I found strength in my struggles
  I’m unstoppable
  Destined to be unstoppable
  Unstoppable
  Destined to be unstoppable
  Unstoppable
  VERSE TWO
  Faced my fears and tucked my pride
  Took a loss then earned it back
  Never had to hide my hurt cuz everybody turned they back
  Never made too many threats
  But I promise you they gon learn
  I came to re-decorate
  It’s funny how them tables turn
  Love can’t be an open door cuz often times these strangers knock
  My heart been a house of pain and every month I change the locks
  My swag be on ADT cuz they try to pull B and E’s
  Homie ain’t no windows here cuz nobody be seeing me
  I’m screamin out I’m the best but ya’ll niggas don’t hear me though
  Revenge is sweet and this is my recipe for a miracle
  It’s such an equation
  Menage a trois with greatness cuz at the same time I’m fucking amazing
  My verse could penetrate the Earth
  The dead could probly feel this shit
  At least when they wish me the worst, it’s something I’m familiar with
  I’m still legit, still the shit, you know where my heart is at
  They tell me it’s impossible, but shit I like the odds of that
  CHORUS
  If you’ve got a question, well I am the answer
  (In the blink of an eye)? I can make a believer
  I’m an achiever
  (Livin in hustles)?
  When I was down I found strength in my struggles
  I’m unstoppable
  Destined to be unstoppable
  Unstoppable
  Destined to be unstoppable

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  What's Good

  [Verse 1: Los]
  Man I should run up in these record labels
  Like hey let me talk to ya'll
  Then put that K to A in R's
  Like I'm bout to spell Arkansas
  Hand over my ice and cream
  I ain't talkin about Haagen Dazs
  I could moonwalk on the sun
  Stop wishin on these fallen stars
  Flow sharper than arrow heads
  Ask around I'm a thoroughbred
  Best rapper alive
  I mean like in the whole world craig
  Shout out to my birthplace
  Who knew I would lose it all
  You could sign me durin a earthquake
  This time I would refuse to fall
  Got my swag on like a nigga blew that kush
  Kicks fly like I threw a shoe at bush
  What's takin so long to get the radio goin
  I feel like a chick gettin ready for prom
  No rainbow, but it's so lame though
  Here's a quick question for the Los game show
  Whos better? You never
  Man make a lil room for the new fella
  [Hook: Los]
  Good loadie woadie, everyone in the hood
  Roll up on me like, now what's up witchu homie?
  Don't you know all these suckas is phonie?
  So what's good? Let me tell you what's good
  The town ain't safe cause the hood just hood
  My past couldn't slow a nigga down, what could?
  So the crown ain't safe in the hood, what's good?
  I know you see me gunnin' for the spot, what's good?
  From the bottom I'm comin' for the top, what's good?
  Tell em keep your money runnin' til it stops, what's good?
  When I get say I'm gunnin' for my block, what's good?
  Let me tell you what's good
  The town ain't safe cause the hood just hood
  My past couldn't slowa nigga down, what could?
  So the crown ain't safe in the hood, what's good?
  [Verse 2: Los]
  I'm just sailin' off and livin' far from frail
  Or starving prison jail
  Ya boy be tight and his jewelry bright
  As Bale or Harvard Princeton Yale
  What I gotta tell ya like Kanye tell ya
  Run up in the woods pull a Kanye tailer
  Came from the bottom so you know I hate failure
  I make everything tight like Kanye Tailor
  Somebody go ask Jay Z
  What's the craziest a flow could be?
  Cause I be sayin shit that could make an athiest go O M G
  I'm the rap KG slash black JB
  But I go hard in the paint and ya broad might faint
  You a wack JV nigga, 6 man down
  Talkin bout you finna ride but your kickstand down
  Bitch stand down to a stand up dude
  I could and 1's when I'm in a and what mood?
  Got me stop me you and what crew?
  Silly rabbit what planet you think
  We on you don't stand a chance
  Your girl ask em nail her I screwed her
  Then did the hammer dance
  She went down like a avalanche
  I'm too big for you, small pierce
  Coupe top pushed back like Paul Pierce
  I ball I push that like Paul Pierce
  I could do shit here all year
  So I'm comin through the lane like Rondo nigga
  Cause my belt like a car note and my shoes about as much
  As a payment on a condo nigga
  And I'm comin for the crown no convo nigga

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  Wait For It

  Bitch I'm groovy I put all my chicks in loubi's
  Plus I blow that hammer money
  Have your honey twist and screw me
  Like a phillips screwdriver
  Jus copped the wheel a new driver
  She popped a pill and blew flyer
  That means the head was the bomb
  Like... tic tic tic tic...
  But I'm the only one blowin up
  Told her please bring your homies
  Don't be the only one showin up
  They call me mr "rope her"
  She peeped the swag and it's dizzy
  Was jus her and her friends
  So we did the jack janet chrissy
  That's threes company nigga
  Bitches fuck we me nigga
  You 4 leaf clover these hoes
  That ain't got no luck with me nigga
  Like uhhhh...
  They tryna hate (hate)
  To late for em (late for em)
  All they could do now is wait for em
  Wait for it, wait for it
  Wait for it, wait for it
  Now let that bitch
  Go go go go go go go go go go
  They say my I'm ruthless I got no roof on the coupe in the south
  I rock the kinda jewellery these bitches go stupid about
  Say my name don't make me come knock every tooth out your mouth
  Stand on my money then take a piss on the roof of your house
  I'm the opposite of santa clause cadillac diana ross
  Ridin with a wheelie like my car real got handle bars
  Go shaqs on the truck, kobes on the coupe
  Got a bad lil bitch tryna throw a nigga oops that's a pick and roll
  She throw it to me I throw it back that's a give and go
  Then we gettin low like midgets
  Pray ya bitch is prayin bitches dead
  Waitin for you rappers to diss me fuck it these niggas scared
  Hey tryna hate (hate)
  To late for em (late for em)
  All they could do now is wait for em
  Wait for it, wait for it
  Wait for it, wait for it
  Now let that bitch
  Go go go go go go go go go go
  Now they don't want this piranha
  Jus my persona could beat ya
  Don't get it twisted I'm gifted
  Like Christmas, Hanukkah Easter
  Say that bastard bout to drop a classic
  And make all these rappers learn
  Everybody waitin for it like this bitch a tax return
  Um, your bitch was waitin to scope me
  She posted all on my block
  Like big worm was waitin for smokey
  I told her skate with the homie
  And got my whole team 8 (figure 8''s skating) (ate)
  Then made the bitch wait (weight) like a protein shake
  I was weighin my options I had some weight on my back
  But ain't no way that I'm stoppin now I'm awake from my nap
  Yea I'm a monster I conquer and I'm jus statin the facts

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  Look At Me Now

  [Los]
  Umm haha ey yo Hecta I'm just gunna play with this one
  You feel me no homo (legooo)
  haha its to easy n-gga
  I got a phone call from the moon like lets be honest out this bitch
  Boy I been shining my whole life but you just blinding out this bitch
  Then the sun got on the phone and got all modest out this bitch

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  Living My Dreams

  Nothin could stop you no1 could break you
  Nothing could block you
  And no1 could take you outta your zone
  So when they ask you why you sleepin with your eyes wide open
  Ya tell em baby I'm livin my dreams
  Now that I'm here I hear nothing but talk
  Let's get this clear it's nothin but heart I fear nothin but God
  Wait it gets worse it was rough it was tough I suffered my loss
  Far from a sucka no lucka no odds I'm hustlin hard
  No matter how you shuffle my cards or cut up my dodge
  Thatd be so fuckin mirage no duckin I'm charged up
  And I'm pumped I pissed on the moon and took a dump on the stars
  Yea my shits outta this world how they gon fuck with my bars
  My bumps and my scars my bruises my cuts refuse to get fucked
  Defusin my past uses my gas fuelin me up defusion of such
  Confusion is just no illusion of beautiful rust
  That proves it's never losin it's touch whattt
  You a fox lookin shook in Jurassic park
  And I'm a box full of books in a attic smart
  So tell a friend I put the "cool? " in intelligent
  Biggest thing in the room I wouldn't move for an elephant
  Nothin could stop you no1 could break you
  Nothing could block you
  And no1 could take you outta your zone
  So when they ask you why you sleepin with your eyes wide open
  Ya tell em baby I'm livin my dreams
  6 years ago I signed a record deal with puffy combs
  I told my city pop em bottles off I'm comin home
  They see me fail so I hope everybody watchin this
  Jordan said a champion only good as the shots he miss
  So fuck it I'm set it's nothin but net
  Fuckers r pressed nothin is pressure
  Bitch double them bets I double the best
  I triple quadruple quintuple the rest
  Discussions get hushed in my presence
  And picked up when I left, right, what's up
  You down when I slide up you gon move down
  All my niggas ride up we gon cool down
  Oh, no problem we cool now
  Drop top summer hot with the roof down
  Hop out with my bop n my new crown
  I'm the hot topic you will not stop it
  So it ain't really shit I gotta prove now
  Oo wow that's gon hurt that's my new style
  That's gon work that's gon merk like
  1, 2, 3, 4, all of ya'll 5, 6, 7, 8,
  Big shout outs to baltimore
  9, 10 when you see me goin in
  Nothin could stop you no1 could break you
  Nothing could block you and no1 could take you outta your zone
  So when they ask you why you sleepin with your eyes wide open

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  Livin' The Life

  Ah, yeah, hey, yo, catch me in that cool grey,
  Coop no toupe
  Cool grey jordans on nigger bumping cool jay
  Blazes in my wrist watch jury so lupe
  Swagging never duplicate fresher than a bouquet
  I didn't told them about the [?] that's something that a fool say
  Nigger I wear thousand dollar snickers on a tuesday
  Cleaner with fly day, driving like a sunday
  Bring the [?] to the city dropping like a monday
  Shout out to my haters, know I had to thank you
  Only made me mess that everything they said I can't do
  [?] my pain, the rain that I came to
  So I paint the picture and I go hard in a [?]
  Ain't nobody guarding me, they scared of the best
  I'm a speaker from the heart like your ear's to my chest
  I'm here in the flesh, nightmare wake me out of my bed
  I pray my niggers make it out of the fence so
  We living the life, bright lights fancy cars
  Everything money can buy
  We living the life
  Came up from the bottom and we took a walk across the sky
  We ain't never coming down
  Oh, oh, baby it's all so crazy
  It feel so good and we still so hood
  But everybody know we living the life
  I don't know how I feel no more
  I feel like real life ain't real no more
  [?] chill no more
  Niggers bring you down, don't nobody build no more
  Rap [?] don't nobody value skill no more
  So you ain't gotta be nice to get a deal no more
  So I'm back to where I be on, 500 tea on
  Stacking bread macking [?]
  My girl do red bottom, louis vuitton queen
  You might do it but we do it like we do it on screen
  I'm talking mars splashes, explosion far fashion
  In lust with life cause love you fall back in
  Ah, life's a bitch but she bitter sweet
  Eve [?] the apple so my niggers had to hit the streets
  Nightmare wake me out of my bed
  I pray my niggers make it out of the fence so
  We living the life, bright lights fancy cars
  Everything money can buy
  We living the life
  Came up from the bottom and we took a walk across the sky
  We ain't never coming down
  Oh, oh, baby it's all so crazy
  It feel so good and we still so hood
  But everybody know we living the life
  We living the life, bright lights fancy cars
  Everything money can buy
  We living the life
  Came up from the bottom and we took a walk across the sky
  We ain't never coming down
  Oh, oh, baby it's all so crazy
  It feel so good and we still so hood

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  King Los (ft. Lola Monroe)

  [hook]
  king los, king los, bow down, kiss a nigga rings hoe
  been knocked down, hated on, bitch i still did my thing though
  i'm king los, king los, bow down, kiss a nigga rings hoe
  been knocked down, hated on, bitch i still did my thing though
  i thank the lord every breath i take
  every step i make, i'm going off on these sucka niggas wishing thats my fate
  thats why i go, go, go (way too hard)
  go, go (way too hard)
  they say i go, go, go (way too hard)
  go, go (way too hard)
  [verse 1]
  yo, rap on shit nobody go hard, i dont need nobody
  i body whole squads
  i bury niggas on the dark side of the moon
  till the sun come up and throw a party on mars
  i'm outta this world outta my mind, stuck at the bottom thinking
  how do i climb, how do i climb?
  fuck i sound to get up i turn this bitch upside down
  cause i get down to get up, sit down do sit ups
  sit up do push ups, push ups to lay back
  so i make that money do cruches
  so you hate my guts when i pull up the maybach
  honey said she ain't never seen a guy that thorough
  so i got it on strength like a bicep curl
  hopeed out the pussy like i gotta murk out
  sorry baby girl, it'll never work out get it?
  snapback, custom made fitted's
  shitted on ever spectator, every critic midgets never seen one quite fly
  you a pint size guy to a giant like i
  digits? i throw them in the bank
  bitches planking on the dick like they throwing in the anchor
  her, her, her and you too
  it ain't all about the rappers when i'm turning through crews
  [hook]
  [verse 2]
  they'll never make another me
  i dont even need half of me to make another you
  i'm coming for number one so shitting on niggas is the only way you ever see me taking number 2
  i'm back like vertabrae
  nigga stop fronting, you ain't even really got the guts for this
  better man up nigga, im a stand up nigga
  back rosa parks woulda got up for this, cause i get down to get up
  never put the pen down to give up
  now a nigga pin down to pin up it feel like i been up
  and yall niggas stuggling so when i pull up i betta feel like a chin up
  down, then up, down again and i'm so nice i put down the pen
  think you wanna battle, you wanna say yes
  dont push up if you dont wanna play chess get it?
  wear air j's ever digit and i'm the rap game's most extrraordinary nigga
  dont knock on a door when ya boy in the kitchen
  probably mention i'm something and the rock ain't cooking
  ski mask in the booth hope the cops ain't looking
  tell me god ain't smiling nigga spot ain't tooken
  my pa staying proud and these niggas stay lying
  i was born in the jungle man these niggas ain't lions
  [hook]
  [verse 3: lola monroe]
  queen bosset cause i run shit i stay dumb slick fly tell a bum bitch bye
  wanna come trick, why, you ain't built like that
  you gonna fuck around and get killed like that
  ol' back of the race looking bitch ol' wack ass drag in the face looking bitch
  ole half ass, no swag having ass, ho ass slow ass
  last of the apes looking bitch
  you're styled played out like manolo boots
  we taking headshots welcome to the photoshoot
  i'll wipe this bitch! who hype this bitch?
  make me put a ho down like mike vick pit
  betcha life get hit like a 10 car crash
  you dont really want it though send me all trash
  i'm from garfield where they known to skin all rats
  and get rid of white boy like kim kardash
  get it?
  christian louboutins when i pivot
  its so gross how you broke bitches in a civic i did it
  im good shit, the hoods big ticket
  get off my lollipop if you ain't gonna lick it
  im wicked, ya money like beckham lets kick it
  none of yall bitches wanna step in my district
  say i ain't the truth and these bitches ain't lying!
  i was born in the jungle these bitches ain't lions
  im queen roe, queen roe
  [hook]
  bow down, kiss a nigga rings hoe
  been knocked down, hated on, bitch i still did my thing though
  (i'm queen roe, i'm queen roe)
  bow down, kiss a nigga rings hoe
  been knocked down, hated on, bitch i still did my thing though
  i thank the lord every breath i take
  every step i make, i'm going off on these sucka niggas wishing thats my fate
  thats why i go, go, go (way too hard)
  go, go (way too hard)
  they say i go, go, go (way too hard)

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  Moment For Life

  [Los]
  I go super hard,
  nothing less than devoted,
  I put knowledge in every bar,
  Take a second and note it,
  I know that things aint what they seem,
  It's like blessings is coded,
  I knew this would be my moment for life the second I wrote it,
  And yea I struggled every day, I got used to the hope,
  Playing tug-of-war with the world, I was losing my rope,
  But contrary to what haters would usually hope,
  When you talk about me now, tell them I used to be broke,
  Bad for your health with a raw flow,
  N-ggas can't mention rap in my presence,
  Unless you're and elf in the North Pole,
  You don't get that, you so unprepared,
  Snap back flow, adjust to me being over your head,
  Damn! I've been stronger and faster than them,
  Put my life behind bars, that's how I mastered the pen
  Ten, nine eight, seven six five four three, two one,
  Motherf-cker it's my time,
  I could write it in the script and sell it,
  This kind of story many n-ggas don't live to tell it,
  I put my life in this sentence, like a convicted felon,
  Victory is mine, climb a mountain raise my fists and yell it,
  I wish that I could have this moment a bit longer,
  In the midst of the moment, the moment gonn' get stronger,
  But shit hunger, make friends switch to opponents
  Then take the tone of a bitch on ya,
  Keep your chrome on your hip,
  When you boning them chicks, homie,
  They be blowing your cut, man these hoes is a bit phony,
  I move out like O's in the drought,
  The day I trick on a bitch you see snow in the south,
  Way back when I had the goals in my mouth,
  N-gga I was pimping like Jerome in the house,
  Thinking back to my Martin years,
  Now the Aston Martin doors open like Martin's ears,
  White top black shoes on the drop,
  Martin got it looking like a skin head and some Doc Martens,
  It all started with a dream like Doc Martin, Luther King,
  Do your thing n-gga stop talking,
  Back when they dropped the dirt on my pops coffin,
  Left a hard spot on my heart that will not soften,
  I'm lost in this beautiful thing,
  So even in my nightmares I'm still pursuing my dreams,
  Got the shooter on the roof, clear view to king,
  They tell me bring the crown back and make the funeral clean,
  It's no chance for the bow, I romance with the war,
  And these n-ggas too clean to slow dance with the poor,
  Ten seconds on the clock, I take a glance at the score,
  We down by two so I advance with the ball,
  Too fast for your forward no need to rewind,
  I shake him out his two shoes, I got this three on my mind,
  Four seconds left, and it's like five n-ggas pressing me,
  I need six rings like Jordan in my legacy,
  Seven n-ggas on the bench watching me in slow mo,
  I ate (8) the press up too easy, no homo,
  Straight down the middle to the top of the line,
  And pulled that motherfucker back like I was cocking a nine,
  And let it fly they thinking ‘Los did it again',
  Damn ya'll n-ggas need heart, I'm the wizard you tin (10) man,
  It take ten men to get the heart of this one man,
  Cuz no ten men would go as hard as this one man,
  Damn, who would've thought that I was this thorough,

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  Masterpiece

  [Verse 1:]
  In love with the hustle, divorcing the bull shit
  Not attracted to subtraction, misfortune, or forfeit
  Ambiguous amateurs fear the push in my vision
  Amazing ambiance, it's hard to ambush my ambitions
  I'm on a mission, miss me with those misappropriations
  You can't diss me, my disses is disassociation
  Leaving niggas in the dust, thus far
  The [?] is far fetched when you just sub par
  And it's fucked up dog, when the fellas that stepped with ya
  Don't want you to ball, like Cinderella's step sisters
  So the guts colored pumpkin in that black sedan
  It looked like I lit the guts up, like a jack-o-lantern
  The rules is meant to be broken, my nigga watch me bend them
  While covered in diamond cavalli shades and versace linen
  Not to mention I earned my spot, you should watch and listen
  Nigga stop [?]
  [Hook:]
  All the things that I've seen, All the places I've been
  I can hear the whispers saying I won't make it and I grin
  I was born to be a king, got the struggle in my veins
  But this passion in my heart got me stunting on them lames
  Ey, Ey, Ey
  One for the time they told me that
  Two for the top, where I'm gon' be at
  Three for the G's that hold me down
  What I look like, letting clowns hold me back
  I'm painting this picture, something you have to see
  I bring it all together, call it a masterpiece
  [Verse 2:]
  My exhibition's excellence, I'm exquisite with math
  I execute extraordinary decisions in graph
  Though the progress was slow, and the living was fast
  My denim was [?] cause my vision was vast
  Each arm tree long
  You ain't in arms reach of me dog
  Be calm, I'm a phenom
  Dope tracks, I should write my raps on a phenom
  Cause I could spit crack or give you something you could lean on
  Now shawty vibing in the ride with me
  Flying down the [?] forty fiving in that five fifty
  Pull up in that new edition, shut the lobby down
  Cause the pipe smoking, grill slanted like Bobby Brown
  Real bosses bounce back from a awkward fall
  [?] bright enough to get a scholarship at Harvard Law
  Condo covered in cashmere, copped it from [?]
  Motherfuck all of ya'll

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  Marvin's Room

  [Verse 1 - los]
  Y'all niggas weak, I could fuck 2 or 3 on your roster
  You the reason she found me, I'm the reason you lost her
  I be blowing up her phone, always talking reckless
  When she blow up my phone, I only respond with texts
  Like "soon as I land in texas, I'mma text you later
  Don't take this out of context, but your ex a hater
  It's time for you to fuck with a dominant man"
  She said "when I step back and weigh it all on a scale
  Your statements is thorough, his commas is frail
  But I was only with him for the coins
  Like sonic and tails"
  As I was sliding off her jeans
  Her phone started to ring
  A name popped across the screen
  I said:
  [Hook - los]
  Fuck that nigga that shit is so whack
  After you blow my brains out you can get him back
  Don't fuck with these rappers these niggas clowns
  I guess your girl ain't safe neither the crown
  I'm just saying you can do better
  Tell me have you heard that lately
  I'm just saying you can do better(uhhhh)
  Guess that's why these niggas hate me
  [Verse 2 - los]
  So I ain't gotta smack a nigga up
  My swag is sick enough to make these bitch niggas...
  She said "you keep me in a fly mood
  You got me on these sit-ups and
  Off of fried food, morning jogs, yoga
  Fresh bowls of fruit, it's like you
  Introduced me to passion and now I know?
  You told the truth, so every time the past tempt me
  I pass it up, that was a glass that was half empty
  You like a black bentley
  A set of rubies, a precious set of pearls
  My favorite pair of louies
  I said "damn, I can't ignore the fact
  I appreciate the apparition and I adore you back
  You got me feeling like I'm on one..."
  And then her fucking phone rung
  I said:
  [Hook - los]
  Fuck that nigga that shit is so whack
  After you blow my brains out you can get him back
  Don't fuck with these rappers these niggas clowns
  I guess your girl ain't safe neither the crown
  I'm just saying you can do better
  Tell me have you heard that lately
  I'm just saying you can do better(uhhhh)
  Guess that's why these niggas hate me
  [Verse 3 - los]
  I walked up in the crib, that shit was candle-lit
  She grabbed my dick, he?
  Said "can you handle it?
  The next time you hit my phone, I'mma
  Turn on the speaker while we bone"
  I said "ooh! scandalous!"
  She said "nah los, I'm really just rejuvenated
  And I'd much rather tell the truth than fake it
  Who am I kidding?
  These effing actors are stepping backward
  Call it a lesson practiced
  There's nothing less than practice
  Makes perfect, when you stressing wack shit
  It brings the best shit out you
  And I guess I'm about to invest in love
  Love, is indef as fuck if you could end up
  Just stuck with your limbs up
  Just fucking, I'mma keep your chin up
  I feel like I've been doing push-ups and
  Chin ups, and stuff
  Yeah, I got me back
  I mean I got "I" back
  I got to me, that's me again
  You know I got my fly back
  I said "you got it mami
  They're the fake niggas
  Just never dedicate yourself
  To featherweight niggas
  Life is a fight and life brings you
  To light. hate may bring rain
  But brings nice things you like
  I know it rains all april and summer's
  Way better. but to get there
  You gotta face the mayweather
  You got me feeling like I'm on one..."

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  Make You Fly

  Uh Los
  You think the king in you
  Is bigger than the king in me
  Bes what is seems
  But everything ain't what it seem to be
  See the thing in me ain't a fake thing in me
  So nigga I ain't never changin like drakes singin key
  Yea I bear hug a bear I sting a bee
  Ya girl I wouldn't dare I fuck a bear
  I jus sling the bee-I-t-c-h I see hate
  But a g make space because I create
  Space between me and these fake
  Fucks in the game yea I'm all about
  All about my bucks and my change
  You know ballin out ballin out
  Money fallin out my pockets
  They watch what they jealous of
  She said when I see you wax on
  My watch and she fell in love
  This is it this is it the timin and all
  The difference between
  Jus gettin over and climbin the wall
  My tryin efforts designed my flying effort
  My mind defined presence
  Inclined defines essence
  So with it gotta get it in 99 seconds
  Inspiring the un-fly
  Providing them fly lessons
  Supplying them my blessings
  The shine in my kind presence
  My presence is a present
  You kinda behind lesson
  Get the message?
  Be grateful my nigga grateful my nigga
  It's still all love when they hate you my nigga
  Bein broke should never break you my nigga
  Cause coming from the bottom make you fly nigga

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  Tha Life

  [Hook: Def]
  Money and bitches
  Bitches and money
  I'm addicted to money
  My only interest is money
  You ain't gettin this sonny
  That's why yo bitches will fuck me
  You want me
  Come find me
  I'm right at the end of the money Stack
  Money and bitches
  Bitches and money
  I'm addicted to money
  My only interest is money
  You ain't gettin this sonny
  That's why yo bitches will fuck me
  You want me
  Come find me
  I'm right at the end of the money, Whoo
  [Verse 1: Merk]
  Money and bitches I got it made
  And I keepem clean like I got a maid
  And I'm stuntin with this bread
  Fuck that minors face
  They tell me this money uh kill you
  I tell em I'm not afraid
  See I grind for this shit, grind for this shit
  So much I ain't got time for this shit
  Money everywhere swear I ain't lieing this shit
  Me too hell no you lieing this shit
  I keepin a stack
  This is what I do
  I'm livin it right but I'm dying this swit
  I'm too high in this shit
  Make safe on deck
  I'm supplying this shit
  Cause I am the shit bitch
  Yes I am the smarrow
  My pocket to fat
  Inwhiteney smell
  I'm trying to talk
  You have buttoned me
  Sense I'm dying in hell
  Fuck it cause I refuse to be one of these niggas
  Eating but barley they skin and bones
  Make it to the top guess they so high and they fell
  Splat fall face plant
  See me I ball space hand
  And you just mad
  Cause we taking ya'll place then, (Sorry)
  Sore loser
  Now that ain't nice at all
  Shake hands
  We taking over
  This is just a small (shakes bank)
  [Hook: Def]
  [Verse 2: Los]
  I gotta choppa named Charlie
  A bitch named Charlie
  With a choppa on a Harley
  That a chop a hole for me
  Lord proper slow bunny
  That a chop a whole onion
  When it's goin down
  She got that geranamo for me
  Got a bitch named Chris
  That only drink Moe
  I got a bitch named Moe
  That only drink Chris
  I bring chrisy moe moe
  I bring moe moe chris
  Meetem at the moe moe
  And then I fuck both chicks
  Cause bitch I balldrum walk chris paul paul piss
  Bitch eyes balls fall out her head
  I over ball just like I lis
  I'm over ya'll just like paul is
  Stop eyeballin this life I live
  You ain't do shit once then twice I did
  So stop talkin bout whatcha finna do
  Whatcha bedda do
  Whatcha medda do
  You pretendid to
  Such a general
  But in general
  Tentin you couldn't equal one me nigga
  Better act right you could stand on the moon
  With a flashlight still couldn't sun me nigga
  I'm comfy nigga
  And you mufuckas be bums
  And more like a bumbee nigga
  Underground king
  Come and see
  With a pepsi
  And do you
  I wouldve done me
  I'm out this bitch
  [Hook: Def]
  [Verse 3:]
  Bitches and money
  Always after the money
  I crack a bottle
  Smash a model
  Get back to the money
  See that's the modo that we follow
  You lackin it dummy
  That's why they get by the tummy
  Guess why you bastards ain't funny
  No work no fame
  That's famers go beserk on lanes
  And squirt those flames are the worse propane
  No pain no game and my verse cocaine
  Cause it's me E F hifa M hifa M
  E R K flow fuck yo men I admit
  If you ever thought you was playin them trig again
  Your a bitch trapped in a dead raw
  Man I stroggle hard, bow guard
  And go off Oh-Lah
  Well the lights go low
  And if it all gets skried
  In the beginning it starts gets squad or draw
  With a bitch type bad
  With a ass quite fat
  I'm a pipe that back
  See ello white jack
  It ain't a can have last week
  Over my pad
  Made a bite that scratch me
  Sorry my bad
  Is that to wrong
  Or to explicit
  If you can't take it
  Why is you listenin
  And before I wanted this shit
  My mind was only on money and bitches

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  Shooter

  VERSE ONE
  No, these just ain’t fucking words
  No, this ain’t no fucking verse
  Nigga this my fucking life
  I been through the fucking worst
  First they took my father from me
  Shot him in the fucking head
  Then they took my homies from me
  Locked ‘em in the fucking Fed
  Then they took my cousin (Churl)?
  And they kidnapped Mardy’s girl
  After that I lost my deal
  Had me screaming fuck the world
  (Now my nigga Mardy locking
  Feds ran up in Puffy shit)?
  But I worked too hard to get signed
  And I been through too much to quit
  So much pain inside my heart
  So much passion in my eyes
  That now I just invite the pain
  I think it’s passion in disguise
  Bless my God that kept me safe
  I cherish every single breath
  But Lord knows I been through so much
  That up’s the only thing that’s left
  Momma if I’m bitter lately
  Sorry I don’t mean to be
  But I wake up in cold sweats
  Fighting demons in my sleep
  Pray to Lord my soul to keep
  Want for nothing less than more
  So anything I’m going through is everything I’m destined for
  CHORUS
  If you’ve got a question, well I am the answer
  (In the blink of an eye)? I can make a believer
  I’m an achiever
  (Livin in hustles)?
  When I was down I found strength in my struggles
  I’m unstoppable
  Destined to be unstoppable
  Unstoppable
  Destined to be unstoppable
  Unstoppable
  VERSE TWO
  Faced my fears and tucked my pride
  Took a loss then earned it back
  Never had to hide my hurt cuz everybody turned they back
  Never made too many threats
  But I promise you they gon learn
  I came to re-decorate
  It’s funny how them tables turn
  Love can’t be an open door cuz often times these strangers knock
  My heart been a house of pain and every month I change the locks
  My swag be on ADT cuz they try to pull B and E’s
  Homie ain’t no windows here cuz nobody be seeing me
  I’m screamin out I’m the best but ya’ll niggas don’t hear me though
  Revenge is sweet and this is my recipe for a miracle
  It’s such an equation
  Menage a trois with greatness cuz at the same time I’m fucking amazing
  My verse could penetrate the Earth
  The dead could probly feel this shit
  At least when they wish me the worst, it’s something I’m familiar with
  I’m still legit, still the shit, you know where my heart is at
  They tell me it’s impossible, but shit I like the odds of that
  CHORUS
  If you’ve got a question, well I am the answer
  (In the blink of an eye)? I can make a believer
  I’m an achiever
  (Livin in hustles)?
  When I was down I found strength in my struggles
  I’m unstoppable
  Destined to be unstoppable
  Unstoppable
  Destined to be unstoppable
  Unstoppable

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  The Crown Aint Safe

  Look I'm about to summons the punishment then publish it
  By summers come I'm a run this shit
  Cause a cummerbund could'ntstomach this
  Jay played chicken with a mack truck, kinda raw
  Niggas play chicken with Los, I'm playing dinosaur
  Carnivores hide from me, predators is prey,
  The earth is my chessboard,
  Where my competitors get played,
  I'm 2 seconds from greatness
  You 10 minutes from 8th grade
  I mastered mine like I invented the slave trade
  Aight, my girlfriend 9 times hot
  I'm unsigned, but I shine in every prime time spot
  Design lines of a genius, but them guidelines dropped
  Cause my curriculum starts right where Einsteins stopped
  I learned every word in the world then restarted again
  I surpassed the point of a genius to retarded again
  Even plotted the perfect plan then re-thought it again
  So even if I forfeit they still called it a win
  Me losing? I doubt that forever
  I could spit tornadoes out, that could probably put a house back together
  I am, thee best, leave all my competitors dying, depressed
  I'm a lion in thee flesh
  And you, you bout as gangster as Ryan SeaCrest
  Bout to send all my niggas to give out you niggas that's lyin, G -Checks
  I am too big to belittle you haters
  I am too big I "be little" you haters
  Heres a little rule breaker
  I'm seeing so many cheques now
  I feel like I'm turnin' in middle school papers
  And dem court side seats behind the Lakers, kinda cool,
  The acres behind the lake and the lake is behind the pool
  The pool is behind the mansion, the mansion behind the phantom
  The phantom behind some trees, and a tall gate please
  For whoever got the crown, get some all state please
  Will I scratch these niggas off? Do a dog hate fleas?
  Jeeez, I'm at a level they haven't entered yet,
  So while I'm talkin please nobody interject,
  I'm Andre 3K with the intellect
  So all you hoe ass rappers give me a pimps respect
  I'm leanin' like Pimp C doing my thing, respect it
  I'm Bun B from an underground kings perspective
  My flow should be forbidden,
  I freestyled one time, and Nas told me it was written
  Hahaha
  Jus kiddin' if I'm leavin' you out
  Well it's a hard knock life no reasonable doubt
  The crown ain't safe, I hope rappers feel inferior
  This what I like to call Vintage Rolls Royce interior
  Nigga
  Let it ride out man, for a second
  Jus let it sing... I'm gone

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  Freedom Of Speech

  A-yo Ice, man. I'm working on this term paper for college. What's the
  First Amendment?
  Freedom of Speech, that's some motherfuckin' bullshit
  You say the wrong thing, they'll lock your ass up quick
  The FCC says "Profanity - No Airplay"?
  They can suck my dick while I take a shit all day
  Think I give a fuck about some silly bitch named Gore?
  Yo PMRC, here we go, raw
  Yo Tip, what's the matter? You ain't gettin' no dick?
  You're bitchin' about rock'n'roll, that's censorship, dumb bitch
  The Constitution says we all got a right to speak
  Say what we want Tip, your argument is weak
  Censor records, TV, school books too
  And who decides what's right to hear? You?
  Hey PMRC, you stupid fuckin' assholes
  The sticker on the record is what makes 'em sell gold
  Can't you see, you alcoholic idiots
  The more you try to suppress us, the larger we get
  Fuck that right! I want the right to talk
  I want the right to speak, I want the right to walk
  Where I wanna, yell and I'm gonna
  Tell and rebel every time I'm on a
  Microphone on the stage cold illin'
  The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions
  We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
  It's the suckers deprivin' the truth from our children
  You can't hide the fact, Jack
  There's violence in the streets every day, any fool can recognise that
  But you try to lie and lie
  And say America's some motherfuckin' apple pie
  Yo, you gotta be high to believe that
  You're gonna change the world by a sticker on a record sleeve
  Cos once you take away my right to speak
  Everybody in the world's up shit creek
  Let me tell you about down south
  Where a motherfucker might as well not even have a mouth
  Columbus, Georgia, said they'd lock me up
  If I got on the stage in my show and said "Fuck"
  So I thought for a minute and said "No,
  I wasn't even gonna do a damned show"
  Cos for me to change my words from my rhymes
  Is never gonna happen cos there's no sell outs on mine
  But I vowed to get those motherfuckers one day
  They even arrested Bobby Brown and Cool J
  Yo, they got their's comin', cos I'm mad and I'm gunnin'
  Homeboys, and there's no runnin'
  I'm gonna tell you how I feel about you
  No bull, no lies, no slack, just straight fact
  Columbus, Georgia, you can suck my dick
  You ain't nothin' but a piece of fuckin' shit on the damned map
  Freedom of Speech, let 'em take it from me
  Next they'll take it from you, then what you gonna do?
  Let 'em censor books, let 'em censor art
  PMRC, this is where the witch hunt starts
  You'll censor what we see, we read, we hear, we learn
  The books will burn
  You better think it out
  We should be able to say anything, our lungs were meant to shout
  Say what we feel, yell out what's real
  Even though it may not bring mass appeal
  Your opinion is yours, my opinion is mine
  If you don't like what I'm sayin'? Fine
  But don't close it, always keep an open mind
  A man who fails to listen is blind
  We only got one right left in the world today
  Let me have it or throw The Constitution away
  What they're trying to do with radio, with this, uh, McCarron-Walter
  Act and a lot of other ways, is start by saying that they're
  protecting the public from wicked rock bands, or girlie magazines, or
  whatever. But, if you follow the chain of dominoes that falls down,
  what they're really trying to do is shut off our access to information
  itself.

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  I Got Youshow lyrics

  I Got You

  [Intro - Los]
  There's something about
  The way you do what you do
  You know
  [Verse 1 - Los]
  Her lipstick and her coupe is red
  She get stupid bread
  Bands a make her dance, least that's what Juicy said
  She say these niggas suck, and all these bitches fake
  But it's your birthday boy, long as I get this cake
  Well I only have plans to drop them dollars then I'm out
  Cause she know I keep them bands like a college in the south
  Man she lay back, so chill, long hair, gold grill
  I got the old school, it got gold wheels
  You bust a dope move and then we go chill
  Like hop in the whip, no toupee on
  We can make a movie, no blu-ray on
  Bitch Bad, no Lupe songs
  And Ima try to fix whatever you say wrong
  Like these niggas try to hold me back
  These bitches try to hold me back
  Since when is that how the homies act
  If your real you gotta show me that
  [Bridge - Los]
  All that shit she come from it, plus she end up dumb from it
  See the money really gotta bitch numb from it
  Nowadays nobody keep it one hunnit
  Just do your thang, make your dough
  Hit the stage, take the show
  Keep ya space, from basic hoes
  Shorty if you ever need a place to go
  I got you
  [Hook - The Weeknd]
  I got you
  I got you
  I got you
  [Verse 2 - Los]
  She the type of girl that's hated by her neighbors on the low
  Said this whole world just so cold that she feels safer on the pole
  She fuck with niggas that ain't shit, but that ain't it, so she like girls
  But these hatin', fakin' bitches make her so sick she might hurl
  She said, “They pretend to like me, they don't truly know me

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  Los

  last time i hustle hard 'cause rappers just p*ssy
  in the crown they safe in the hood was ..
  i get you my dough, get you this goal nigga
  i nigga this slow, i'm pinching his nose hit it
  no nigga .paint b*tches for this fly
  .gonna ..the perfect ..for his ..
  definition arm, i'm too jurasic, too ..
  ...do the ..don't make me black
  'cause it's ugly i'm back on my study
  losing up the ..back to the ...
  make me flash back to the ..in the..
  don't make me relax...to the background
  for me try to .. more bears
  so i can get that rose on that 23 .. crown ain't safe
  so why you niggas screaming out you got next tell em
  i say now ... so keep ..
  make you miss count attack when i step back
  ..before like .. like a three degree...
  every time the kid..another coming talk about the kids
  f*ck all your thing
  it's game time
  i gotta flow to school...i ain't b*tch....
  'cause i ain't listen...i want the crown
  you all understand that, f*ck around with the crown
  ..i run the town i ain't chasing dream...
  you can never be number two, so you see
  i ain't shitting you ..in your thoughts..take 2
  no drama queen .. i don't ..behind the scenes...fly...
  when i was ... all ...

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  6'7 Freestyle

  Okay my work out devastating it petrify haters
  I personal train amazing then I exercise greatness
  You ain't shit my set reppin when it's war on
  I have two niggas pushup and show you four arms
  Wh-wh-what you boys on I pull up in the latest car
  Ya'll niggas ain't doin squat that's why u never raised a bar
  My ring work like mayweather with a steady jab
  And my chain swing like pacquiao on a heavy bag
  My jeweller my cut man your girlfriend my stuntman
  She jump off on camera legs spread like the jump man
  I'm on the run damn you don't see how hard I go
  Jumpin in and out of ropes you don't see my cardio
  Audio killer I play the assassin role
  Ya'll niggas degrassi I'm more like degrassi no,
  You bout to have me go dress up in my granny clothes
  Hop up out that wheelchair and snipe you off your patio
  Your girl a pistachio I don't give a fuck bout her
  Only see what's crackin with her jus to get that nut out her
  Gun powder bullet shells leather gloves knuckles out
  Zero in and take that shot shootins what the fuck I'm bout
  Luck is out it's all skill no bluffin out that war pill
  Suckers out leave substance gushin out his skull styll
  Heart filled with rage and terror body every punchline
  Put me in a cage with lions I'm gon think it's lunch time
  Front line soldier shit knee cap shoulder hits
  Marksman with the flow chip your tooth if it's over bit
  It's over with elite flow boom bam finito
  Got rap in the bag cool ranch doritos
  Your favourite rapper cool but I'm 30 more below
  I show a lil muscle like a jersey shore guido
  I hurt your lil ego fuck around and get rocked to sleep
  Rappers can't get at me it feel like I locked my tweets
  I got you bitches accepted just like a DM
  Cause I ain't got to mention you but you still get the message
  My shit perfected get your weapon if you scared nigga
  You a trick I'm on my strick and trina you don't know nair nigga
  Yea nigga I'm talkin to you nigga
  Look you in your eye ya heart a fall in your shoe nigga
  Y-y-you niggas try los never a smart choice
  I promise you boo-boo kevin hart voice
  Aw boy I dun went to rock em sock em mode
  Knock em out shoes and socks I'm on his heels like doctor scholls
  Lock and I load cock and I pop pop pop till the shots in the top of his fo
  Lockin his block and I'm clockin his dough like I'm droppin the rocks in the pot on the stove
  Dr-dr-dropin the top and I'm clockin his hoe
  Put my foot in his ass till his pockets is low
  Then I'm l'n em out till his oxygen low
  Bitch niggas step up a notch in your flow
  Cause you not on my level stop jockin me hoe
  Stop watchin me prophecy probably says
  Them niggas that's top on me probably did
  But you can get properly shot in the head
  (BLAAAOOOOW) now what makes you never heard no shit this sick before
  A n r's bring your pistols we gon have a bidding war

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  Angel In A New Dress

  So glad you took this time to listen man I'm more than grateful
  I dedicate my everything to ya'll, I'm over-faithful
  In the world where everyone that love you, grow to hate you
  My motive ain't never to knock you it's to motivate you
  Damn, momma I love you and your glow is graceful
  Notice I had to shout-you-out on something slow and tasteful
  For my girl, I miss every minute I don't embrace you
  You better not never leave a nigga, how I'm gonna replace you?
  To my ballers getting money, thinking dough will make you
  Chasing them hoes, just get your paper and them hoes will chase you
  Don't ever mention me with niggas I don't relate to
  I'm so driven boy, if you listening my flow'll take you
  You heard Los on 'Freedom of Speech', I think he going racial
  Never that I'm just dropping knowledge, tryna flow-icate you
  So in the midst of your troubles just keep going straight thru
  You going straight, keep your chin up don't let opponents break you
  And I give glory to God because I know what it takes to
  For him to show a breakthrough you got to show him faith too
  So I be more than faithful even though no one's label wants to sign you,
  Unless it's a show that can go on cable
  Uh, get off my dick hater, quit that old girl shit
  City on my back, flip it till it some whole world shit
  Now all the fly ladies screaming 'you go boy'
  All the backpackers screaming 'we seen you on 2dopeboyz'
  Damn no way that Nas ain't sign you yet
  You ain't pressing the vinyls going viral yet
  Yea huh, Guess how I spiral that, I can do all things through Christ
  Homie you ain't read the bible yet?
  Now where all my rivals at, let's kick this disrespect off,
  My flow move mountains, and ya'll niggas need to step off
  Like my step dad when he stepped and I was left off the right track,
  But then I came right back and never stepped off
  I'm just talking, I ain't even rapping
  Tell you what, let's pretend this shit ain't even happen
  I take these niggas for a joke and I ain't even laughing
  So if I'm reaching for this pound, I ain't even dapping
  Fuck sleep I ain't even napping
  This shit was more like poetry but I ain't even snapping
  If my past couldn't stop me what could?

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  American Gangsta Freestyle

  last time i hustle hard 'cause rappers just p*ssy
  in the crown they safe in the hood was ..
  i get you my dough, get you this goal nigga
  i nigga this slow, i'm pinching his nose hit it
  no nigga .paint b*tches for this fly
  .gonna ..the perfect ..for his ..
  definition arm, i'm too jurasic, too ..
  ...do the ..don't make me black
  'cause it's ugly i'm back on my study
  losing up the ..back to the ...
  make me flash back to the ..in the..
  don't make me relax...to the background
  for me try to .. more bears
  so i can get that rose on that 23 .. crown ain't safe
  so why you niggas screaming out you got next tell em
  i say now ... so keep ..
  make you miss count attack when i step back
  ..before like .. like a three degree...
  every time the kid..another coming talk about the kids
  f*ck all your thing
  it's game time
  i gotta flow to school...i ain't b*tch....
  'cause i ain't listen...i want the crown
  you all understand that, f*ck around with the crown
  ..i run the town i ain't chasing dream...
  you can never be number two, so you see
  i ain't shitting you ..in your thoughts..take 2
  no drama queen .. i don't ..behind the scenes...fly...
  when i was ... all ...

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  Biggest Fan

  [Talking: Los]
  Aye, like, like I traveled all over the world to see you baby like
  I'm definitely your biggest fan
  I'm at the front row at all your shows holding up signs
  [Hook: Sean Hayz & Los]
  I'm like damn she cold
  With an itty bitty mini skirt bad ass heels and a bag
  And a bag she knows
  She a diva with class got a weave to her ass
  All these nasty hoes
  Give her mean looks cause her team tough
  Watch how ham she goes
  When her song come on she gonna drop it to the floor like
  Fuck what all these bitches say
  Yeah baby girl gone do your thing cause
  I think I'm your biggest fan
  No doubt you belong with a king so
  Fuck what all these niggas say
  All I need is a front row seat cause
  You know I'm your biggest fan, your biggest fan
  [Verse 1: Los]
  Ugh, swag, ugh
  That's all this waist with all that ass
  Glad I'm the one you putting on a show for
  That short ass skirt and them long ass legs
  Need a backstage pass when you going on tour
  God damn that body screaming eat me up
  Looking like a resses cup, chocolate and bcbg pumps
  Dancing like a freaky slut, that slo motion that poetry
  Climb that pole I'll throw a g, she said fuck that los just flow for me
  Your voice make a bitch wanna drop it low for free, I said cool dip
  She turned around and popped it I said oooh shit, she looked back at it
  Told me gone ahead and smack it, dropped it to the floor like what ya waiting for you ain't gonna do shit?
  Hold up wait, ugh what?, girl you got me fucked up
  Gone let me fill my cup up, if I jump up in it I'm a go numb chucks
  That's bruce lee, you, me, swinging through the hood on duece three's
  23's, honey please, you should come kick it with a true g
  Cause we be cruising lane to lane, shawty you my favorite thang
  Some niggas go ape shit, me I go orangutan
  Plus I got a gang of change, we could pull a david blane
  Listen hear, disappear, man fuck all these bitches here
  [Hook: Sean Hayz & Los]
  I'm like damn she cold
  With an itty bitty mini skirt bad ass heels and a bag
  And a bag she knows
  She a diva with class got a weave to her ass
  All these nasty hoes
  Give her mean looks cause her team tough
  Watch how ham she goes
  When her song come on she gonna drop it to the floor like
  Fuck what all these bitches say
  Yeah baby girl gone do your thing cause
  I think I'm your biggest fan
  No doubt you belong with a king so
  Fuck what all these niggas say
  All I need is a front row seat cause
  You know I'm your biggest fan, your biggest fan
  [Verse 2: Kid Ink]
  Ugh, take my hand
  Damn you so hot, let me cool you down, girl, I'm your biggest fan
  Got a frontrow seat big dollar sign, can you see me in the stands?
  Yup, ready for the show
  Like I waited outside
  Came right through the door
  Looked right in your eyes
  Went right to the floor
  You know how it go, I'm such an animal, when I see your tail waggin
  Groupie love girl, can I hop on your bandwagon?
  I got a bad habit, fucking with them bad bitches
  Just want to see you go to work, c-call it bad business
  I warned you, ain't no telling what I'm gonna do
  L-let me know when you ready we could dip, like fondue
  I got a warm pool, couple songs you could perform boo
  A lil one-two, I-I know you want to
  G-get it on tonight
  I love the way you rock that mic
  Baby let me rock the boat
  Cat got your tongue, but I got that pussy all in my throat
  It's going down like the slopes
  Tell me can you feel the breeze, I think I might need my coat
  [Hook: Sean Hayz & Los]
  I'm like damn she cold
  With an itty bitty mini skirt bad ass heels and a bag
  And a bag she knows
  She a diva with class got a weave to her ass
  All these nasty hoes
  Give her mean looks cause her team tough
  Watch how ham she goes
  When her song come on she gonna drop it to the floor like
  Fuck what all these bitches say
  Yeah baby girl gone do your thing cause
  I think I'm your biggest fan
  No doubt you belong with a king so
  Fuck what all these niggas say
  All I need is a front row seat cause

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  Anniversary

  [Hook]
  Do you know what today is?
  It's our anniversary, our anniversary
  Do you know what today is?
  It's our anniversary, our anniversary
  [Los]
  If lies hurt, but the truth heals
  And 1+1 equals love then how does 2 feel
  Minus 1 thats so heart broken
  Its hard to divide a future unless its both arms open
  Jus show trust through your actions
  I know its hard to say that ones that got over
  Took a fraction of your heart away
  I mean its bad enough that when problems multiply
  Then someone gets carried, it aint adding up
  Why when you say you dont want nobody you see somebody
  And when you say you dont need nobody you need somebody
  Hard as the concrete but soft as a whisper
  Thats the mystery of love in all this enigma
  Its like the farther you dive in the harder it hit cha
  Now the ones that say they love ya is arguing witcha
  Ask VAR and LARISA about them senseless rumors
  Real love aint censored just have a sense of humor
  Funny what we remember from a kiss
  Met on october 30th, then september 25th
  In the blink of an eye, in the midst of a minutes time
  Shes officially mine, we Mr and Mrs fly
  Now its necklaces for Christmas, unlimited kisses
  And how eternally precious 1 minute of this is
  2 wishes that came true at 1 time
  So I dont give my flower no flowers
  I give her sunshine
  And the rain too to wash away the bad days
  To bring the sunshine back for all the sad days
  Hope you followin your dreams till you livin em out
  If I could provide you one thing it'd be infinite smiles
  So smile baby, you be gone lately
  When you shine I shine, you motivate me
  So waking up next to you feel like I never slept
  And laying down next to you make me think I could fly
  We comin full circle now with every step
  And when I look into your eyes I think of the sky
  Best I ever had took away the worst of me
  1 year strong happy anniversary
  Today is the day that we bought is all together
  And I don't want nobody but you baby
  Do you know what today is?
  It's our anniversary, our anniversary
  Do you know what today is?

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  Reppin

  (Chorus)
  I'm throwing up my hood in every city that I step in
  Swagga on killa, automatic weapon
  Watch these niggas burn, this is my confession
  As the world turns I'm just doing it for my section
  I'm reppin for the crib, reppin for the crib
  Reppin for the crib, yea I'm reppin for the crib
  Yea I'm reppin for that four one, for that four one
  Cuz you know I had to do it for my section
  Where you from?
  (Verse 1)
  LOS!
  I'm out that back up, back up
  Get away from the *blaka blaka*, get it straight
  Niggas need to get a cake, get the crack in the day,
  Put crack in the cat, push back to the Yay
  Where they hug blocks, buww shots,
  Hustle all day, scream f-ck cops
  Run shots, hitting in the hole
  Niggas aint never had enough guap
  What pops? household?
  Niggas aint never had a whole house
  Lights off, red dude
  Landlord said we gotta roll out
  And its cold out, what the f-ck
  Roll out, button up
  Zone out, toughen up
  No doubt, f-ck is up
  Uh, my niggas get it from them Cuban dudes
  Push squares on blocks, then flip them like a rubiks cube!
  Before I took a milli it was silly on the beat
  Keep it trilly, man my niggas had a milli in the streets
  Theres some things about my past that feel really incomplete
  But if you stomping me to death you couldn't kill me with the feet
  I'm from Baltimore city aint nobody stopping this flight
  Best rapper alive, you don't like it, we could fist fight
  (Chorus)
  I'm throwing up my hood in every city that I step in
  Swagga on killa, automatic weapon
  Watch these niggas burn, this is my confession
  As the world turns I'm just doing it for my section
  I'm reppin for the crib, reppin for the crib
  Reppin for the crib, yea I'm reppin for the crib
  Yea I'm reppin for that four one, for that four one
  Cuz you know I had to do it for my section
  Where you from?
  (Verse 2)
  Ok, I'm form where that drama come, around just like karma come
  Back around, just ask around, no backing down, we palm a gun
  I've been on my money chase, momma hear them commas come,
  So I could fill up banks at the crib, like I'm Carlton
  I got the will to survive and they can't live,
  The bitches switch characters on niggas like Aunt Viv
  The Crown Aint Safe, yall niggas just dense
  Yall want to know who took it, I left you Fresh Prince
  Flip that shit, till I get that coupe
  Hit that stripper to get that loot
  Whip that soda on the side, yea that chicken noodle soup
  Make them fiends harlem shake, but they never fall down
  I'm the big deal from a small town
  (Chorus)
  I'm throwing up my hood in every city that I step in
  Swagga on killa, automatic weapon
  Watch these niggas burn, this is my confession
  As the world turns I'm just doing it for my section
  I'm reppin for the crib, reppin for the crib
  Reppin for the crib, yea I'm reppin for the crib
  Yea I'm reppin for that four one, for that four one
  Cuz you know I had to do it for my section

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  Los

  You keep on pushing and you?ll get your answer
  But it won?t be the one you want it to be
  I think it?s funny how we don?t get storms around here anymore
  And the rain, when it comes, it tastes like nothing
  I want you to remember me
  For things I never did
  'Cause no one in this world deserves
  To see my happiness
  I know what it?s supposed to be like to be young
  But it is not the way I thought it would be
  My paranoia functioned like a broken mirror
  To distort and destroy any clarity and what?s more
  I want you to give back to me
  The child I never was
  'Cause I believed what I was told

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  Never Say Never (ft. Sean Hayz)show lyrics

  Never Say Never (ft. Sean Hayz)

  [hook: sean hayz]
  if i reach for the sky, and i aim for the stars
  maybe i'll find something along the way
  and no matter how you count me out
  i will never let you break me down
  nooooo, never say never
  [verse 1: los]
  uh, i guess life don't mean this much when it ain't hard
  so i just wake up every morning and i thank god
  i'm from a hood full of falling stars and broken wishes
  and a lot of potholes on my road to riches
  i know niggas is throwing shade but why would i mind?
  if nobody ever shadows you then how would you shine?
  i mean they tried for so long just to break me down
  i need a new hobby i'm bored with killing my haters now
  plus i came way too far to really care for slackers
  now i just tell my driver take me anywhere but backwards
  cause when you fall you know gettin' up takes awhile
  'least you get to look all your fears in the face and smile
  yeah i'm smilin' in the face of fear
  if anything, they was afraid that i would make it here
  they said i'd never fly to the moon
  i guess i'm doin' better than everybody assumed
  [hook: sean hayz]
  if i reach for the sky, and i aim for the stars
  maybe i'll find something along the way
  and no matter how you count me out
  i will never let you break me down
  nooooo, never say never
  [verse 2: los]
  yeah i live the opposite of what suckers invision
  so i do this for my hood and my brothers in prison
  even though i'm underrated when they overrate you
  they oversaturate you, i'm just glad i motivate you
  so when i tell you you can make it that shit is the truth
  and nigga i ain't just talkin' i'm visual proof
  they ask me if i'm stoppin', i live in pursuit
  cause i'm the rare combination of wisdom and youth
  i recite it from the heart and never off the pad
  cause i fell in love with music when i lost my dad
  before i ever knew it'd be me in this rappin'
  that was the very first day i felt evil attackin'
  it used to wake me out my sleep in the midst of my dreams
  so haters trynna stop my goals ain't as sick as it seems
  i appreciate the rain, just like i love the joy
  my father died so i could have this.. i love you boy
  [hook: sean hayz]
  if i reach for the sky, and i aim for the stars
  maybe i'll find something along the way
  and no matter how you count me out
  i will never let you break me down
  noooooooo, never say never
  [outro: sean hayz]
  never say never, noo
  never say never, noo
  never say never, noo, noo
  noo, noo, noo
  never say never, noo
  never say never, noo
  never say never, noo, noo

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  Outro

  [Verse 1: Los]
  Don't give 'em too much for nothin'
  But nothings too much
  These niggas doin' too much of nothin
  I'm hip-hop's doctor waitin to get it in
  But these rappers like cancer, my patience is gettin' thin
  They decodin my raps, I'm the coldest in rap
  I raised the bar, like I'm workin' on my shoulders, my back
  Niggas all in my lane, pulled to the shoulders and back
  I came back to the show, just to show that I'm back
  So nigga back to the show, I show my back to them haters
  The show I kill 'em with style, I'll show you cats get some flavors
  I Burberry a nigga, that mean I bury you burr
  So cold I buried you burn, walkin' away wearin' a fur
  Boy I'm outta this world, ya'll clowns to me
  The man on the moon couldn't talk down to me
  I could box lightning, I mean box lightning
  Cause my gifts that's shockin so nigga stop fighting
  [Sean Hayz:]
  You will never ever, ever ever, ever ever find a...
  Find another nigga like me
  Noooo, noooo
  [Verse 2: Los]
  They tried to one up me, cause I was 2 down
  Made me the one up running before the sun up
  Now no one could touch me, cause I'm too proud
  I guess I'm way too down to be the one up
  Nobdoy could back me down, nobody could shunt me
  Since nobody backed me now, nobodies in front me
  No Roc Nation, no GOOD music
  But somehow I still rocked the nation with good music
  No Maybach music, no young money co-sign
  Sat in my cousin Maybach and daydreamed the whole town
  Ambitious, ambitious, this nigga really got a Maybach, damn nigga
  We hustle hard if your forfeit you die
  44 make fireworks no fourth of July
  We from the inches where the fourty cal shells flurry
  And niggas set up with shot guns no Al murray
  Only the frail worry, so what you worryin bout
  I'm gettin my turn in, I'm happy how I turned out
  Do your thing young slim that's dope
  I'm just out here on the climb like the gym class rope
  I'm one smile past pain, one grin past hope
  So I think I'm the shit long as I'm cent past broke
  I'd like to report a problem
  You're bout to explore an album
  Disguised as a mixtape that's hyped on some sort of volume
  You're likely destroy the valium but it turned in itself
  For every time they turned me down
  They had it turning itself
  And I hope that you learn you suckas found they place
  Go to whoever at the top I said the crown ain't safe
  Disguised as a mixtape
  [Sean Hayz:]
  You will never ever, ever ever, ever ever find a...
  Find another nigga like me

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  Shine

  [Hook]
  That paper my chauffeur, yea that money drive me
  Nigga I'm rolling I let your honey ride me
  Hate it or love it hater, hate it or love it hater
  Hate it or love it hater, but I'm getting my fucking paper
  I'm shinning on them niggas slidin' on them thangs
  Every city that I roll through they be hollerin' my name
  Hate it or love it hater, hate it or love it hater
  Hate it or love it hater, but I'm getting my fucking paper
  [Los - Verse 1]
  Seems all these niggas are gone man I'm zoning and flying
  But homie dont get me wrong I still roam with the lions
  That mufucker on chrome I'm into ownin' and buyin'
  All white with the red top call it Conan O'brien
  I was almost to the top when a nigga fell back
  To the bottom and it shook my whole plan
  Then I climb back from the bottom
  Tryna make it to the top so I took my whole fam
  If I gotta go hard then I'm a bull guard for ya whole card
  In my hood I go HAM, now a nigga gettin chauffeured
  Screamin' look ma no haaaands damn
  Damn I dun made it through the struggle yea it been a fight
  Like a left then a right, then a right then a left then a body hook
  Then my papa left so its only right my body hooks when I write
  Fly as a pimp fl-fly as a pimp l-look here boy l-look here boy
  Niggas mad cuz my swag high as a blimp
  I guess you can call that a good year boy
  And im comin for the top cuz im one of the best
  Cool as a tropic breeze and my wat[Hook]
  That paper my chauffeur, yea that money drive me
  Nigga I'm rolling I let your honey ride me
  Hate it or love it hater, hate it or love it hater
  Hate it or love it hater, but I'm getting my fucking paper
  I'm shinning on them niggas slidin' on them thangs
  Every city that I roll through they be hollerin' my name
  Hate it or love it hater, hate it or love it hater
  Hate it or love it hater, but I'm getting my fucking paper
  [Los - Verse 1]
  Seems all these niggas are gone man I'm zoning and flying
  But homie dont get me wrong I still roam with the lions
  That mufucker on chrome I'm into ownin' and buyin'
  All white with the red top call it Conan O'brien
  I was almost to the top when a nigga fell back
  To the bottom and it shook my whole plan
  Then I climb back from the bottom
  Tryna make it to the top so I took my whole fam
  If I gotta go hard then I'm a bull guard for ya whole card
  In my hood I go HAM, now a nigga gettin chauffeured
  Screamin' look ma no haaaands damn
  Damn I dun made it through the struggle yea it been a fight
  Like a left then a right, then a right then a left then a body hook
  Then my papa left so its only right my body hooks when I write
  Fly as a pimp fl-fly as a pimp l-look here boy l-look here boy
  Niggas mad cuz my swag high as a blimp
  I guess you can call that a good year boy
  And im comin for the top cuz im one of the best
  Cool as a tropic breeze and my watch like a cop wit a gun
  And a vest that motherfuckers talkin bout freeze
  And I'm stylin on yo ass walkin in these Kanye sneakers
  And I dont mean followin' his path (Louis)
  [Hook]ch like a cop wit a gun
  And a vest that motherfuckers talkin bout freeze
  And I'm stylin on yo ass walkin in these Kanye sneakers
  And I dont mean followin' his path (Louis)

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  Slo Motion

  Eh look
  Ye ain't gotta show me your spot cause I'm a find it tonight
  I got every wine that you like a lil brian mcknight
  Step out let me see that vicki secret design in the light
  I'm a do sum shit with my hands and send your mind in the flight
  Turn your phone off, you gon have the time of your life
  Besides, you don't get no service when we climbin them heights
  Let's take off, I got some 1st class shit for that gorgeous ass
  That make you lay over other men get you boarding pass
  I kiss you from your big toe to your hips though
  To your waist and your belly button to your lips slow
  Cause I'm into you, I want to interview every inch of you
  Release all the tension niggas don't pay attention to
  Rub between your thighs jus to make your knees shake
  Then kiss you on your ankle cause I love the way your feet shake
  With your purple toe nails, you work it so well
  It's the perfect show cause we ain't close them curtains oh well
  Let them haters watch they can take votes
  And let them neighbours watch they can take notes
  Baby we gon turn the lights down low
  We ain't gotta rush let's get lost in every touch
  Baby we ain't got nowhere to go
  I want you to count every kiss from my lips on your hips
  Now move it nice and slow
  And I'm a make my way down you jus gotta lay down
  Baby let me take control
  When it seem the world movin to fast let me get that {slow motion}[x8]
  You can get it somethin polite or have it rough as you like
  I'm slow grind mode, so blind folds with buckets of ice
  How you want it baby, eye contact, and hand grippin
  Or me in it like a mechanic fixin a transmission
  Uh ugh, that's head first in the hood could be your red skirt
  Now spread it out real good until them legs hurt
  Ankle grippin, changin position
  Hangin off the edge of the bed but ain't no slippin I got you
  You start cummin, I jump up out it jus to watch you
  Now turn that ass over and come here cause I'm not through
  Arch it up I kiss the smile on your back
  Lift you from bed to the wall way down the hall in the back
  All way down to the desk in my office on some principal shit
  Bumpin the computer turnin on instrumentals and shit
  And then you stop, I tell you it ain't nuttin wrong bout it
  When we finish I'm gon make a song out it
  Baby we gon turn the lights down low
  We ain't gotta rush let's get lost in every touch
  Baby we ain't got nowhere to go
  I want you to count every kiss from my lips on your hips
  Now move it nice and slow
  And I'm a make my way down you jus gotta lay down
  Baby let me take control

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  Stroke Of Genius

  [Talking: Los]
  What's Good?
  Wha-wha-wh-wha-what's good?
  I'm what it is, not what it could've been
  Crown ain't safe in the hood, what's good?
  [Verse 1: Los]
  Umm, pick a nigga better
  I could have a picnic with your mothafuckin' top 5
  If I ain't in it then it's 5 guys, straight 8 like 5 guys
  Popeyes, hot fries, doin' numbers in the street like hopscotch
  I rock everything I'm on I be going hard
  I be acting like a fool I be goin' off
  I just bought the fuckin' top spot like I'm goin Paul
  Umm, speakin' of that ain't no top on my whip
  While you poppin' your lips got your fox with no top
  Givin' top in my whip with a tropical beeeeitch
  I handle hoes, you wife that freak broad
  I could help you get your MAC right, I'm like the geek squad
  I don't fuck with no weed though but I smoke a bummin' bitch
  Got them starbucks in my pocket that's that mocha on that swiss
  Los the dopest hoes be focused on the glow that's on his wrist
  If your chick in here make her disapear and put the hocus pocus on your bitch
  Pull a rabbit out a hat and make a habit out of that
  That's magic, wala, but your bitch gone that's tragic, nada
  You want no friction, that's static
  I get my grip on this automatic and it's buhbye
  My saliva like lava
  Bring the drama to you like Obama did Osama
  Hoes tell me [?] Los, I'm like you don't believe it
  You can call my bluff heres a motherfuckin' phone number nigga (ahhh)
  [Hook:]
  Whenever, you better, you better, do better
  If ever, you never, too clever, whoever
  You ever, you better move, now
  If you thinkin', sit down
  I'm a stand up nigga, but I came to get down
  And my game so deep I could make a bitch drown
  I can take a bitch, take a bitch and bring a bitch down
  All those retardos, should quote this and borrow
  I'm so ahead of rappers, I wrote this tomorrow
  She catchin' feelings, cause I throw the penis
  A little too good, she call it Stroke of Genius
  [Verse 2: Los]
  Umm, everybody sayin' I'm the best that ever
  We could have a little meeting and get the best together
  They can invest in the best and protect each other
  Because I'm comin' at they mothafuckin' necks forever
  I been over here screamin' out "next" forever
  Doin' shit that these niggas in the flesh could never
  Bout to get your favorite rapper and put to rest forever
  I'm talkin' three plus three feet, deep sleep, see sheep
  Defeat, nigga get the fuck out the way, I'm drivin' a mac truck
  With too many shots of vodka in me, and I'm swervin'
  In other words stay the fuck out my way
  I catch a nigga in my mothafuckin' lane, and I'm a serve 'em
  Then it's curtains, nigga so soft sleep and my flow so concrete
  I just went off beat on purpose, cause I'm perfect
  And you worthless, he don't even want this ass whippin'
  I fell from the top but I'm back again
  So ask a friend, or tell a friend
  That I'm bout to make these niggas irrelevant
  If you go nuts, I go elephant
  You go bananas, I go silverback
  Y'all weak rappers need to stop and train
  I stopped the train cause I killed the track
  My sentences is dessert, like I'm in this bitch with syzzurp (syrup)
  I'm cutting the fuck up like I just wrote this shit with scissors
  Ha, I can't think of any more wizords (words)
  Ha, but I'm a mothafucking wizard nigga
  [Hook:]
  Whenever, you better, you better, do better
  If ever, you never, too clever, whoever
  You ever, you better move, now
  If you thinkin', sit down
  I'm a stand up nigga, but I came to get down
  And my game so deep I could make a bitch drown
  I can take a bitch, take a bitch and bring a bitch down
  All those retardos, should quote this and borrow
  I'm so ahead of rappers, I wrote this tomorrow
  She catchin' feelings, cause I throw the penis

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  Sure Thingshow lyrics

  Sure Thing

  Yea never gotta sweat that,
  Your boy los says you never gotta sweat that
  The crown ain't safe what's good I said the crown ain't safe yea
  They sayin that I'm great, that ain't no debate
  The crown ain't safe, worth the wait,
  Hey, bout to do it boy, I'm bout to do it boy,
  Crown ain't safe in the hood what's good
  I'm climbin to the top why the fuck would I let go
  Chillin in my hood with my number 5 retros
  Untied, I ain't trippin off a thang
  My '67 chevy paint drippin off the frame
  Lames, prolly spot a nigga through the tint
  Stick yo head in this window and get this to yo lips
  Bitch, yea I'm out that bodymore, you see me with all the goons
  Talkin bout you got them keys, watchu mean auto tune?
  Drop that fuckin top on that vert man, fastlane,
  Ballin through the A bumpin first name, last name
  Scoop these groupie floozy's, cause they trendy and they swalla
  From super sports to coupes and porches bentley and impalas
  Get this uzzi to your coofi for your pennies and your power
  Behind Coogi, Gucci, Loubi, Louis, Fendi or that Prada
  Not a nigga in my reach dawg preach on
  All white lambi but the insides black I call it Kreayshawn
  And your girl want to get married to her idol
  So I shoot it in her face like jason terry in the finals
  How they gon stop a nigga when the wick of my bomb lit
  The sick of my swag is the quick of my charm hit
  Ya niggas is average stop spittin that nonsense
  Your cds sound like when scotty pippin said that lebron shit
  Every bar you on but wouldn't flip you an omlette
  Every coment you hard but wouldn't point at a comet
  In the sky, if it flew by, you guys, spew lies,
  Just to get them oos, awes 2 sides
  To every story I guess yours the wrong side
  Long side of true, these niggas see you the wrong guy
  Song cry, yea I spit it like I live it cause the g's listen
  And you jus lie like live with the V missin
  Shout out marty and cory a major part of my story
  Bout to come home from the feds, so to God be the glory
  All of these artists jus bore me so I'm bumpin Frank Ocean
  Got lola shotgun with me we in that thang coastin
  I ain't boastin but the crown ain't safe
  I woulda never mentioned swag if these clowns ain't hate
  I wouldn't talk about the pain if I could smile all day
  Wish I could take a break and take my nephews out all day
  Gary and Nadu I love you but this world ain't raps
  So don't be chasin coochie, coochie thinkin girls ain't traps
  You know, they see your dreams and they deter you with sex
  So keep your branch in your pants, no time for birds in your nest
  Be encouraged at best is somethin great in your soul
  Never merge to the left continue straight on ya road
  And we gon roll cause even when we broke we ballin
  And even when we down we shine
  Jus keep your faith and you in and God
  Don't be afraid to spread your wings and fly
  Even from the home of the white baby, I told them the crown is mine

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  Panic Modeshow lyrics

  Panic Mode

  [Intro]
  Los, I got it let me do it
  [Verse 1]
  I say niggas always hatin' but damn I love my city
  I just came out and you didnt, you like Janets other titty
  I get respect in the hood cuz I earned it fo' sho
  And I make home look good like a furniture store
  who the best rapper alive they say I'm out for ya spot
  And Im a hustla for real I put my couch on ya block
  I take a shit on ya lawn, what could you possibly do?
  You bitches talkin too much feel like I'm watchin The View
  Word to my watch and my shoe its time to step on them hoes
  I got a hook up on bullets and bitch my weapons reload
  I could bury you, I'd rather embarrass you homes
  Your girl go down on me slow I call it parachute dome
  100 miles an hour 100 thousand dollar pair of shoes on
  And a watch so sick I think I need to put some theraflu on
  I got a terrace view home, I'm in Paris you home
  No comparison you niggas is perishing, GONE
  [Chorus]
  I said I got a lil secret and dont nobody know it
  But my watch so loud it might f-ck around and blow it
  Let me pan it down I cant stand a clown
  So I'm finna kill 'em you should panic now
  This is panic mode, nigga this is panic mode
  This is panic mode, this is this is panic mode
  You niggas think you sick, well Im the antidote
  And this is panic mode this is this is panic mode
  [Verse 2]
  Too beastly to be defeated, I've reached the peak of a genius
  I keep it clean its no secret, my sneakers speaky no English
  My swag on retarded niggas drivin' Miss Daisy (what that mean?)
  That mean my swag known to drive a bitch crazy
  Put my hands on these niggas to put them feet on that Porche
  These niggas sleepin on Los but Los asleep on ya porch
  Man what these rappers about tell em I'm back in the house
  To take a shit in ya kitchen and take a nap on ya couch
  But I'm never gon slack
  Cuz I'm live from the hood where the metal go clap
  And I came up from the bottom I'ma never go back
  And I'm better then ya better so you better go prac-
  tice, fact is, I'm bossin', you bloggin', I'm all in, you log in
  I'm ballin', you bargain, I barge in, you call in, dail in
  They couldnt get a second outta my day
  I could climb over these mountains or push 'em out of my way
  F-ck else I gotta say, this shit's embarassin' homes
  Aint no comparison, yall niggas perishin', gonnnnne

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  Pour Out My Heart

  [Verse:]
  Nigga I don't sleep or wink, Sneeze or blink
  I pour my heart into this shit, Man I bleed through it
  I'm quick to leave the page bloody
  Momma had a handsome boy but I was raised ugly
  Though I stayed lucky, Roamed like a stray puppy
  Through these cold streets, Realized death was the consequence of most beef
  Los keep ya head up, Don't get sidetracked
  See niggas ride out and get a hospital ride back
  Besides that, I was born in the west
  Raised in the east, Man I stayed in the streets
  Played with the heat, That's a dangerous game
  Me and my cousin used to chase strangers with the banger
  Rages of my anger came, Fucked around played with cane
  I was helpin out, I ain't see it as a major thing
  But to him, It was all he had
  No father, The streets is what he called his dad
  Shit, Mad at the world now
  16 years old, This street life
  God damn, This thing here it's cold
  But fuck it, Throw on ya hoody and thug it
  Come out early and hug ya strip like you love it
  If you want it, Nigga please
  This shits addictive like nicotine
  Money clothes and hoes, The lifestyle that a nigga fiend
  The bigger dream was in me, Deeper than a demons envy
  No sleepin on these certain niggas, They just seemin friendly
  Niggas be schemin plenty, But dig my logic
  For some strange reason, I felt safe in the projects
  Had to wait for the process, Digest this life
  To much to take it all in in one bite

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  Los

  Het staat in de sterren, ik zie van verre je naam,
  en alles is helder, duidelijk ik zie je staan,
  jij bent het antwoord, ik heb geen vragen dit keer,
  en jij bent mijn houvast, ik heb geen twijfels meer,
  schat ik wacht alleen op jou, of je ruimte houdt,
  voor een plaats in je hart voor mij,
  Het staat in de sterren, ik zie van verre je naam,
  en alles is helder, duidelijk ik zie je staan,
  lieverd neem gerust de tijd, liefde overstijgt,
  alle tegenwind op onze weg, duizend sterren geven licht, beschijnen je gezicht,
  laat me binnen en je maakt ons vrij,
  laat me binnen en je maakt ons vrij,
  Schat het wachten is op jou, als je van me houdt,
  open dan een keer je hart voor mij,
  Het staat in de sterren, ik zie van verre je naam,
  en alles is helder, duidelijk ik zie je staan,
  lieverd neem gerust de tijd, liefde overstijgt,
  alle tegenwind op onze weg, duizend sterren geven licht,
  beschijnen je gezicht, laat me binnen en je maakt ons vrij,
  laat me binnen en je maakt ons vrij,
  Je maakt ons vrij,
  Ik wacht op jou,
  Je maakt ons vrij.

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  Roman's Revenge (freestyle)

  Oh My God stand back you can not be serious
  A box of tampax could'ntstop me period
  I be killin every track so the slaying never stops
  I just bang bang bang like the Wayans brothers pops
  Will I take a brothers spot?
  Don't cops hate
  Niggas don't paper cover rock?
  Don't rock break scissors?
  Don't I say the sickest shit?
  Make a crictic shit
  In his britches
  Make british bitch
  Send me titty fit
  Go shorty it's your birthday
  Gave her 50 cent
  No bucks no bank yup shits ridiculous
  Haters finna get back
  3 feet'll get that 3 feet pushed back
  3 feet I meet the track
  Like track meet actor
  Least break the record
  So who ever made it after
  Me's takin second
  Take a second recognize the motherfuckin level I am on
  2nd place is only good when you buying homes
  So wathcu buyin homes, Impalas on polished chrome
  YES! cause a nigga got necks like collar bones
  (Uh uh) I be crushin them faggots
  And my bars O.D but I'm a functionin' addict
  Catch a nigga in my lane and I'm a dust em in traffic
  I'm a dead beat dad I don't fuck with you bastards
  I got one.22, two loaded clips
  Three.45′s, 6 shots and a couple of caskets
  Then I snatch that flashback backtrack
  Black hat backpack black ac blap blap blap blap
  Wack rap cats, the nat nats from cats that black lac' all black snap back my cash stack
  I'm past that the point of no return
  If a nigga snitchin on me then that pointer don't return
  I knock his mask off that nigga stealin from me
  And I chop his hands off thans his pointer don't return
  Burn from the fire of my litter richer
  Study this it might make you a little richer
  Great balls of fire no little richard
  I'm cut too big for your little brithces
  My truck to big for your little bridges
  My nuts too big for you little bitches
  To suck on so get the fuck on or fuck off
  Your heart disappear when it's war time no love loss
  Wuddup dog mention me I get gung-ho
  Getcha haters up like me and Miss Munroe
  One more time for my niggas in the jungle
  Your an ant I could make a lion say uncle
  Fester invest in the vest I'm the bester
  Blessed her mic like mike like Drexler
  I love ropes and rings I might like wrestlers
  I'm restless I jump on the mic quite reckless
  Etch-a-sketch watch with the light bright neckless
  All yellow avirex bright white lexus
  Knock your block off not quite like tetris
  Throw my bone out to your wife like fetch this
  Question whatever the question is I'm the answer
  But put this on repeat I don't miss a beat I'm a dancer

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  The Bottomshow lyrics

  The Bottom

  [Chorus:]
  I'm from the bottom, From the motherfuckin bottom
  I'm from the bottom' You don't want no fuckin problems
  The top is sweet, The bottom is sour
  But you gotta love the bottom cause the bottom is ours [x2]
  [Verse:]
  I ain't from up north, I ain't from dirty south
  I'm from a town niggas never seen never heard about
  But fuck word of mouth, Nigga follow that murder route
  We like scrappin, But we love pullin them burners out
  And we ain't concerned with clout, The bottom is the bottom
  Ain't no top out here, Once you got spot em then you got em
  We stack the cream, Serve crack to fiends
  And wrap the pack-ag-ing in vaseline
  Run shops on the block, Keep the stashes clean
  We still hittin in the hole, Fuck the tractor beam
  The hash is green, Lil shorties is down bad
  Empty out the dutch and throw the 40's in brown bags
  And I don't know where ya'll was placed in the ground at
  But now I'm shakin the ground, Takin my town back
  I'm tryin to put us up front, You takin us round back
  Rap about bullshit, Makin us sound wack
  I'm breakin it down fact for fact, You opinionated
  I'm a limited edition, You eliminated
  Intimidated, Cause another sucka wildin
  And me I'm just smilin, I'm from the motherfuckin bottom

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  Losshow lyrics

  Los

  Ziellos
  Leinen los
  uferlos
  auf'm Floß
  ratlos
  zweifellos
  heimatlos
  Grundlos
  arbeitslos
  mittellos
  Kosten bloß
  brotlos
  mutlos
  Trauerkloß
  los mach' ma' hin
  mach' ma' los
  los bloß gar nix los is' kostenlos
  Los geh' über Los
  Jetzt geht's los
  Haltlos
  hemmungslos
  gnadenlos
  der Teufel los
  maßlos
  schamlos
  nackt und bloß
  Zahnlos
  würdelos
  absichtslos
  obdachlos
  schutzlos
  endlos
  Bahnhofsklos
  los mach' ma' hin
  mach' ma' los
  los bloß gar nix los is' kostenlos
  Los geh' über Los
  Jetzt geht's los
  Glücklos
  chancenlos
  Traumschlos
  aussichtslos
  machtlos
  selten bloß
  das große Los
  los mach' ma' hin
  mach' ma' los
  los bloß gar nix los is' kostenlos
  Los geh' über Los

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  Bonnie & Clyde (ft. Lola Monroe)show lyrics

  Bonnie & Clyde (ft. Lola Monroe)

  [Hook]
  Whole bunch of money in the duffle bag
  Riding on you niggas for the love of cash
  Double barrel shottie she a bad bitch
  Wild life, what we got is magic, go!
  Shawty says she know them down the ride like
  Damn baby you the bonnie to my clyde like, go
  We be on it, we be on it, all night
  Shits we fuck them baby when we see them on sight
  How you bitches acting bujy in a Honda
  My boobie and cabana having sushi in catona
  Making movies, come home and play jacuzzies
  In designers, loubbies in the 2 piece blowing dubbies
  In the sauna
  Lemi marane guts, chrome dullies on your chevy
  head, rolling stones, fruity and a bezel
  2 niggas play their she call them bitches lesbis
  When they licking and they busting
  They leave all you pussies messing, go
  Flier than a helicopter, propeller we spinning, taking off
  Niggas hating, bitches jealous, be winning don't take a loss
  They just soft, made my way that made me boss
  My bitch so made, I'm just so paid, I just don't wait
  I frankle off I'm just like, fuck em, fuck em
  She said let's smash them, we ride
  I said we catch them, clash them after we blast them, we slide, brat!
  Ain't no actual problems, no need to ask if I got them
  Just book the flight after the heist
  Bury the cash on an island, then we out
  [Hook]
  Whole bunch of money in the duffle bag
  Riding on you niggas for the love of cash
  Double barrel shottie she a bad bitch
  Wild life, what we got is magic, go!
  Shawty says she know them down the ride like
  Damn baby you the bonnie to my clyde like, go
  We be on it, we be on it, all night
  Shits we fuck them baby when we see them on sight
  Deuce the deuce with the damie grip
  And I keep a spare clip behind the hair clip
  And your shit bare somewhere way as bear shit
  I was born on haloween and you be on that scared shit
  When you see him you gonna see me too
  That's on gp, that's how a bitch from D.C. do
  Still fuck that dinero like Al Pacino fan
  Ain't too much changed like a Pepsi can
  I get the drop on a bitch from my right hand
  And put dots on a shit like a spray can
  While you copping land bags, I'm in a white lamb
  Settle down, my bezel loud like a height man
  Serve these bitches like Serena, not a rookie
  Make these bitches hate a nigga,
  Play the nina by the pussy
  Bonnie and clyde nigga stop that
  Feel like you bumping jay and foxy in a buck sac
  [Hook]
  Whole bunch of money in the duffle bag
  Riding on you niggas for the love of cash
  Double barrel shottie she a bad bitch
  Wild life, what we got is magic, go!
  Shawty says she know them down the ride like
  Damn baby you the bonnie to my clyde like, go
  We be on it, we be on it, all night

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  Dark Fantasy Freestyleshow lyrics

  Dark Fantasy Freestyle

  Can we get much higher...
  But of course we can baby hahaha
  Ughh it's Los... again
  Okay I take my middle finger flick it to the wicked media
  Critics on my dick clickin a niggas wikipedia
  Flow more intricate than the period of pyramids
  Wack rappers lack what the pythagorean theorem is
  My mathematics will trip you have your shoes tangled
  I think it's funny you come at me from acute angle
  I coulda grabbed all my weapons and took a T.I
  But I ain't gotta see you to kill you book of Eli
  Nikka we fly the first time ya hook a glance
  I hit it from the back and did the skully low brooklyn dance
  The Rico from Paid in Full while everybody look and dance
  Fuck them the kitchen did the lil b cookin dance
  I took a chance with Puffy and lost 6 years
  But how he gon fix my problems he can't fix his
  This year I ain't prepared to take my next L
  Last year I got X but this year I excel
  Ah-hem, please pardon my pun
  Each part of my jargons, like jog yo he startin to run
  He talkin to pun, me, you see me sparkin my gun
  I go retarded with these bars I'm a talk in my pun
  This chick came back to me, bought me a daiquiri sat beside me said hi I'm daphnie,
  Actually you attracted me after I heard you rappin there's something jus happened magically
  Automatically grabbin me sorta drastic dramatically
  Staggering off the jet but accurately adapting
  To dudes in black the hats in the jackets was thinking jackin me
  But I'm packin ratchets for static that happens gradually
  Told that bitch imagine me casually fallin casualty
  Grab the gat and blasted the castle that hats and back of me
  Killed the bitch at the bar then sat back jus and had my daiquiri
  I think these rappers be scared to step an inch in my sector
  Cause I school that ass like a Princeton professor
  You approach your bars with hesitation
  I appraoch mine with a Harvard's education
  Yea I dropped outta college and coulda went to jail
  But I don't like regular people I shoulda went to Yale
  I'm jus venting hell, think I need a book deal
  Can we get much higher? I feel how the hook feel
  And I'm rollin in that Rolls Royce bumpin Seal
  You know the one with the white bitch on the ugly grill
  I ain't talkin bout Seal I'm talkin bout the car
  Had to clarify that cause niggas be talkin bout my bars
  Your times up dawg I'm cleaning out the cell
  I jump on songs and snap like I'm singing acapella
  Can we get much higher...
  So this it for your career
  The way I'm bout to start this bidding war
  You gon think I'm sellin missile to Korea
  It's official get it clear
  This tre that I'm packin
  Ain't singing you a song when it hit you in the ear
  So warn your whole village I'm comin to kill every king
  Right now the score is dem nothing me everything
  I feel like they gave me nothing and them everything
  So I ain't jus rappin and bluffin I mean everything
  I'm bout to have ya'll niggas mad at me
  I wrote this blindfolded DARK TWISTED FANTASY
  Can we get much higher
  Can we get much higher

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  Finally Hereshow lyrics

  Finally Here

  [Chorus]
  Money long, but life is short
  They say you chase your dream too long and it might distort, I...
  But it seems, that this dream, chased me
  I'm finally here
  Got two bottles with four models at my table, add it up
  I'm finally here
  Finally here (finally here)
  [Los - Verse 1]
  Uh, yeah, uh, okay
  Shout out to my haters, waiters bring some shots of vodka
  Here's a toast for every foe and all the things that tried to stop us
  Blockers knock us, now we parking pilots, hop out popping collars
  "Damn los, what you been up to homie?" "how bout clockin' dollars."
  Shopping, copping, buying blinding diamond watches fly as pilots
  Grinding, climbing, shining, dropping tops reclining, tires polished
  Mileage low, gliding slow, seats way back, got tints on the ride
  So fresh so clean, swag so high, f-ck around leave footprints in the sky
  I promise that, shorty how I live that, she said "gee, you be too fly."
  Well I keep Gucci's on my feet because the G-you-see-is-I (gucci)
  Get it? I did it, differently and better
  I was climbing from the bottom, had to get my shit together
  Now these bitches on my dick, because I'm finna get this cheddar
  Middle finger to the critics, tell 'em pick a nigga better
  But I'm mashin' in that Aston until I'm passing the red line
  Flashbacks of my homies I lost to caskets and fed time
  If you ain't help me out, I could give a f-ck less
  Revenge is sweet, I call it suc-cess
  [Chorus]
  Money long, but life is short
  They say you chase your dream too long and it might distort, I...
  But it seems, that this dream, chased me
  I'm finally here
  Got two bottles with four models at my table, add it up
  I'm finally here
  Finally here (finally here)
  [Los - Verse 2]
  Uh, yo...
  Man, I'm just here to encourage you
  Not tryna be spiritual, but I had the sudden urge to
  Thank God for my miracles
  'Cuz I made it through my cir-cumstances and had some terrible
  Situations but innovations helped me find the words to
  Help you get through your personal adversities, have mercy please
  On those who tried to curse you, and nothing could reverse you
  My big homie Twista told me I got one of the coldest flows
  Can't wait to see you shit on niggas, I said homie, "hold your nose!"
  I can feel it in my stomach, the adrenaline building
  So later for these bitch niggas and they feminine feelings
  I done been in the building with venomous killers
  Got strength left to push to the end and I'm willing
  To hold my aim and just flame niggas
  Know your lane in this game niggas
  What I plan to do to rap is novocaine, gon' need painkillers
  My lines is cocaine, my mind is propane
  And blow your brains out, my rhymes is Cobain
  Top pushed back, my rodney rogaine
  I been on my grind since the line in soul train
  Just tryna go, across the board
  Tryna blow, buy some jordans?
  Rather flipping pies, or flipping rhymes
  Haters live your life, 'cuz I'm living mine
  [Chorus]
  Money long, but life is short
  They say you chase your dream too long and it might distort, I...
  But it seems, that this dream, chased me
  I'm finally here
  Got two bottles with four models at my table, add it up
  I'm finally here

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  Fresh Pair Of J'sshow lyrics

  Fresh Pair Of J's

  [Hook: Los]
  Got my top down low
  You can tell a nigga paid
  Snapback on
  All good shades
  They tell me get to it and I say I'm on my way
  If ain't about the money I ain't gotta lot to say
  All I need is a fresh pair of j's fresh, fresh pair of j's, And I'm stepping on stepping on haters every day
  In a fresh pair of j's fresh, fresh pair of j's and I'm stepping on stepping on haters everyday ohh
  [Verse 1: Los]
  Man I got so many j's that it's going to brain nigga
  I be in my j's like I'm going through lane
  I be in my j's like I'm going to my game
  Fuck around and throw some 20 trays on the range nigga
  Standing on a couch rockin 4 chains
  And some j's from where jordan will go chase
  Gotta dumb watch and a stupid car and more j's than a mothafucking shooting-guard
  I mean how they gon stop me son
  Take these out the box you gon' have to run a box in one
  Yesterday I caught me some but she ain't never heard of it
  I put these on a causeacome cause boy I'm finna murder shit
  I'm heading back shorty come with me drop lambo like some red and black number threes
  I know the haters never wanna give you props so I killem when I'm coming through the block
  [Hook: Los]
  Got my top down low
  You can tell a nigga paid, snapback on
  All good shades
  They tell me get to it and I say I'm on my way
  If ain't about the money I ain't gotta lot to say
  All I need is a fresh pair of j's fresh, fresh pair of j's
  And I'm stepping on stepping on haters every day in a fresh pair of j's fresh, fresh pair of j's and I'm stepping on stepping on haters everyday ohh
  [Verse 2: Los]
  Catch a nigga on his down time bet I'm still fly like jordan from foul line
  I'm just a loved nigga jumpin outta bentley feelin like MJ dunkin north of campbay
  Now I'm standin on a couch rocking 6 rings too fly to lace up my number six strings
  I'm a all star, that nigga six trays I bet these retros make you feel sixteen
  I'm a stay fly kid
  I'm makin hella paper cause I say fly shit you could battle with the j's when I lace my shit but they fuk yours up like ay I did
  My 7's a 7: 30 my six is so rare my fives be on track like bitches with no hair
  I'm a kill em with the j's like milla for the tray caught gorilla when I bring it through the way
  [Hook: Los]
  Got my top down low
  You can tell a nigga paid
  Snapback on
  All good shades
  They tell me get to it and I say I'm on my way
  If ain't about the money I ain't gotta lot to say

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  Fall For Your Typeshow lyrics

  Fall For Your Type

  ughhhhLosuh-huhhh
  baby girl whats this about
  invite me in and kick me out
  theres better ways to deal with this
  does it offend you that im real as shit
  aint another dude as tough you feel me
  i mean who love you like i love you really
  whats up with this distancing
  i dont feel significant
  hold up wait girl hol jus a min
  i need this moment jus to vent
  incidents i cant control
  came up out i had to go
  you knew i was coming back
  you wanted that i had to grow
  said you could get past my past
  so what we movin backwards for
  who knew it would take this long
  you never mentioned that before
  how could you diss me this me
  kiss me dismiss me jus leave
  bitch we history mystery
  haunts me how you smile dont miss me
  want me need me call me beep me
  heal me hear me touch me see me feel me
  see she guilty look away
  crooked love cant look my way
  took a day to write you this
  for night you miss in light of this
  cuz i made it despite of this
  lets make a night of this
  fire lit glass of wine relax your mind we passin time
  ashes from the passions of our passes fly
  and its fine
  damn its time to accept it i never hear your voice again
  its so hard to say goodbye but thats what turns boys to men
  the choices in
  life never seem fair
  but they bring light to the things never seen there
  so atleast for the time that it took
  when you climb and you look
  you dun made it to the clean air
  breath in enjoy it cuz sum seek joy jus to destroy it
  distorted visions dont playback the way they were recorded
  why cant sometimes life be edited minus all the bullshit
  get a full grip fast forward through the open road
  when life push your buttons you dont seem to have remote control
  i hope that your soul is safe
  i hope all your goals in place
  i hope that it goes the way and everything jus goes ur way
  i hope when foes appose you they getstuck with the frozen face
  i hope i can motivate somebody to grow today
  i hope that you go hard and even though things dont go your way
  hold up wait
  even though you broke my heart
  im still wishing you the best
  im jus gunna play my part
  if someones willin to invest
  this has been my blood
  this has been my tears
  this is been a pain i felt inside my heart for years
  i been workin so hard i know they gotta feel the bars
  this ain bout no girl this bout the deal i lost
  yeaaa,,,eh yo check this out
  i like to dedicate this song to.
  all my failures in life
  everything that i ever endured that just made me stronger
  it made me realize that,
  its not the end, its not where it stops,

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  Fast Laneshow lyrics

  Fast Lane

  [Verse 1: Los]
  Uh, Yo cop the Mazerati ride it till it Redline
  I'm just stuntin for my homies doin fed time
  I got a couple niggas doin 20 life
  They told me play you pussys to the left and get my money right
  Swag too high, Story too deep, It put Mauri's on my feet
  It gave me morals from the streets
  Praying to the lord, I get to keep my blessings
  I been sinning since Hammer had 357
  And my city know I'm riding, I'm down for the cause
  Got the run around, Just wanted a Round of Applause
  Now my bitches ballin' out, goin down to the balls
  Better know that I'm walking on the sky for the ground that I lost
  Now I'm focused on my money, Cut the drama out for good
  Feelin' like a Billionaire, Got my mama out the hood
  Doin' a Hundred miles an hour, bumpin' 99 Problems
  Got the spirit of a Hustler, I ain't stopping
  [Hook: Ernie Gaines]
  Livin' in the Fast Lane, Up and Down don't stop
  And we get lit, Now it's life on top
  We higher than private planes, breathing in Champagne
  They say that we out of our minds
  They say that we out of our minds
  So Tonight, Let's get out of our minds
  You too would be out of your mind
  [Verse 2: Los]
  Ballin in the club, my crew & some thick dames
  Standin' on the couches, Doing the Rick James, Biitch
  Uh, Hater you can do the same
  Had a super ugly past, now in super future frames
  Nobody did nothin, I got it my own way
  So tonight I'm fist bumpin' with bottles of Rose
  Put the Loubi's on coupe, makes stress low
  Then it's off with the roof, Nutso
  Pocket full of Hundreds, I hope you appalled
  Since I'm young, black & famous, I'm broken the law
  Hear a lot of bitchin' lately, I hope it's the broads
  When a nigga finally make it out, I just hope you applause
  Now I'm focused on my money, Cut the drama out for good
  Feelin' like a Billionaire, Got my mama out the hood
  Doin' a Hundred miles an hour, bumpin' 99 Problems
  Got the spirit of a Hustler, I ain't stopping
  [Hook: Ernie Gaines]
  Livin' in the Fast Lane, Up and Down don't stop
  And we get lit, Now it's life on top
  We higher than private planes, breathing in Champagne
  They say that we out of our minds
  They say that we out of our minds
  So Tonight, Let's get out of our minds

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  Gucci Guccishow lyrics

  Gucci Gucci

  [Hook: repeated]
  One big room full of bad bitches
  [Verse 1: Los]
  Man it go Teyana Taylor, Fiona Apple, Rihanna
  Leona Lewis, Madonna be on the truest persona
  Ivanka Trump and Khloe, Zoe Saldana, Longoria
  Mendes, Pigford, Jessica Alba, Jessica Simpson
  Sarah Jessica Parker, T-Banks that's Tyra
  Selita Ebanks, Ciara, Tiara Lestari got the best body
  Gabrielle Union, Pam Anderson looking very great and sassy
  Let me see them twins, no Mary-Kate and Ashley
  Tatiana Ali, Halle, Molly, Kylie Minogue
  Heidi Klum, Scarlett Johansson, Janet and Paula Patton
  Katy Perry all day, Beyonce, Alicia, Sade
  Penelope Cruz, Mila, Marrissa, Mulher and Trina
  Salma Hayek, Shakira, Amber and Angelina
  Lauren London, Naomi Campbell, Stacy Dash and Audrina
  Serena, Giselle, Megan Fox, Anna Kournikova
  Angela Bassett, Danica Patrick when you add on Lola
  That's just one big room!
  [Hook:]
  One big room full of bad bitches
  [Verse 2: Los]
  She said "Los, come fuck me and my BFF
  Boy you put a spell on me"
  Last night I came between best friends like jealousy
  Fuck you tellin' me, fuck with my cake I'll bomb ya
  We beef over that cheese you gon think I'm making lasagna
  You ain't no G neither, I'm from where the D.E will take a quarter of your back
  And turn you to a receiver!
  Maybe if these rappers study me they wouldn't be lame
  I flips this motherfucka like a mattress with a pee stain
  I got 24 bars that say you not great but only dropped half a 16

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  Hustle Hard Remixshow lyrics

  Hustle Hard Remix

  Same old shit, just a different day
  I'm coming for the crown, the f-ck a n-gga say?
  And I'm the best rapper alive!
  Before I pull up to the spot, you hear my coupe, dog
  Look like I photshopped that bitch and took the roof off
  Damn Los you go too hard
  These rappers acting like Lebron, how you play with the Heat and scared to shoot dawg!
  Rappers fake, it's pathetic, matching them bets, taking my credit
  N-ggas get blasted away and beheaded
  Bitch that crown aint safe cuz I said it
  I got my shovel I'm coming, don't stumble
  I got you a big f-cking tomb
  I aint got no deal but I'm building a bedroom
  Cuz I got some shit coming soon
  Man I'm raining on them bitches, Travis Porter, turn them lights out
  You beating round the Bush, like Travis Barker at the White House
  I'm so deep in that top 5, I can't find out the kid number
  Jay gonn have to call big momma, Ye gonn have to call his big brother
  They gonn have to have a discussion, Yea they best at discussing
  Jay you better find that n-gga, go sign that n-gga, or smash his ass or do something, ugh
  Magnificent is old, excellent is boring
  Some n-ggas call this amazing, I call it this morning
  All yellow diamonds in my purple drop
  She give me brains I come to live, bitch I'm urkle pop
  Think outside the box, I'm frozen beware
  I'm packin that tray but I'm too cold to be square
  Ice cubes is square, squares fit inside the tray,
  The tray sits inside the box, here's your lesson for today,
  Ok, when you're this cold and you ain't in a nice mood,
  you put square n-ggas in a box, ice cube.
  I like sexy women, fast cars, nice views
  Sexy women say you dress your ass off, nice shoes
  'These old things?'
  She said 'yes dear, but when did they come out?'
  I'm like 'bitch, next year!'
  Note to the rap game 'nobody call next here,
  Or I'ma snap legs, stack bodies, break necks here'
  And to XXL: 'F-ck could a n-gga say?,
  Yall did the same old shit, jus a different day'
  Get this straight, I'm no Freshmen
  More like the Principal, theres no question
  Run this school and n-ggas don't test him
  But it's the principle that I'm stressing
  Question: 'When yall talk about the best, how don't you mention me?'
  I aint on a bench, I'm the benchmark of my century
  Eventually I'ma show you rappers just p-ssy

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  Get It (ft. Xv)show lyrics

  Get It (ft. Xv)

  [los - verse 1]
  i use to wheelie the bike, dribble to ball
  now i'm ballin' when i travel, no dribble at all
  i use to run suicides, impressin' my coach
  now i'm fly like i quit the team i aint messin wit coach
  i watched michael jordan take flight
  hammer? did the typewriter
  my first freestyles came as a bike rider
  cuz i used to spin the handle bars round
  and thats quite a spin cuz i handle bars now
  i use to play hide and go seek on the roof
  now the roof play hide and go seek on my coupe
  uhhh, i used to clean up my sneakers with a toothbrush
  now my show game floss a lil' too much
  but, i'm exactly what my hood need
  i've been mackin' since ewing had good knees
  geez, say hello to the problem
  cuz now i'm watchin' melo at the garden
  and i'm thinkin that life got colder
  had a chip on my shoulder
  but i got a little older and the world don't owe ya
  nothing, no bluffin' when they ask me how i did it
  i tell em that i push it to the limit
  nigga i gotta ge-ge-get it
  ge-ge-get it
  ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-get it
  ge-ge-get it, ge-ge-get it
  ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-get it
  if you came up poor in the hood like me
  and just wanted to know what the good life be
  watchin all the hustlers and the big body cars
  wrist full of ice livin' life like a star
  nigga you betta ge-ge-get it
  ge-ge-get it
  ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-get it
  ge-ge-get it, ge-ge-get it
  ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-get it
  [xv - verse 2]
  blessing this game and it still aint safe
  they say johnson is magic, labels still don't aid
  killin' these bloodsuckers and i still aint blade
  but i'm still going off like my bills aint paid
  but my dues are, huge bars, in the game like ?
  me and seven grew up lik4 a coupe with only 2 doors
  get it, thats a coupe muthafucka
  these bitches see no roof and go woof to a nigga
  i used to watch stars wars and used to act like darth vader
  daddy's princess and swallow up my light saber
  i used to play donkey kong country
  now i go bananas all over the dman country
  came outta kansas they say we a little country
  now i'ma blow us up like we are our own little country
  been this way since king kong was just a baby monkey
  when haters were just turkeys was just funky
  1985 watching voltron and mcguyver put together the pieces of the city on fire
  nothing, no bluffin'w hent hey ask me how i did it
  i tell 'em that i push 'em to the limit
  nigga i gotta
  [hook]
  [los - verse 3]
  there like oh shit the crown aint safe los snappin'
  you took the words right out my mouth like closed caption
  cuz no passion is matchin' mine
  and you wanna mash it up wit' the mastamind
  huhh, h-h-how you passin me i leave ya
  i don't kno no limits like masta p wit' amnesia
  i used to watch rambo wit' the ammo and the shotgun
  then i watched randel when he scrambled then the shotgun
  i still play freeze tag with my main crew
  i mean i dont but my watch and my chain do
  uh, i'm talki rice and montana
  now promoters wan know, whats my price in montana
  i say i'm from the murder
  where they cook it on the burner
  and they whipped it in the pot
  'fore they put it in on the corner nigga
  welcome to the spot
  wanna know what? ima learn first rule
  mind ya business if the shit jus dont concern ya
  life got colder had a chip on my shoulder
  but i got a little older and the world dont owe ya
  mothing, no bluffin' when they ask me how i did it
  i tell 'em that i push it to the limit

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  Good Nightshow lyrics

  Good Night

  [Hook:]
  The night has a thousand ears listenin to your crys
  The night has a thousand eyes and there all on you
  The night has a thousand ears listenin to your crys
  [Verse 1: Fat Trel]
  I was born broke but I'm a rich nigga
  So it's night night to them bitch niggas
  Glock small but the clip bigger,
  Got 30 shots for them snitch niggas
  Roll with who I grow with
  It's over with when that stove lit
  Ditch the low we need mo' bricks
  Then we switch the hoes and take mo' trips
  Mo licks equals mo chips, so young yes so rich
  Go get who you wanna get
  Jus don't bullshit when that 4 spit
  Bus a nuts in that hoe bitch
  She pop a pill and take the whole dick
  Me and her left the dealership never tell who I'm rollin with
  I'm BC northeast tatted hoe
  Lots of money you can add it hoe
  Place the dick with them pussy lips
  Put it to sleep and you can have the hoe
  Ride with Los and a older smoke
  Backseat full of heat you think beef is sweet
  East street may sb but I keep me a killer from southeast
  Ride out never hide out that 4-5 take eyes out
  You pay the plug with the pies out
  Police behind you when you ride out
  You hot nigga jus stop nigga
  Never try to shop no block nigga
  You should move n kill your goons
  And try to find a new spot nigga
  [Hook]
  [Verse 2: Skarr Akbar]
  Look,
  They tell me that my existence of scriptures hasnt been written
  If there's a cure for being terrific I overdosed on that prescription
  I am so determined like a german in the trenches
  No nazi, jus aki, I'm blessed to be this gifted
  I'm so optimistic my pivot changes postions
  Went from standin in the distance n now I'm so close sittin
  Picasso could'ntpaint a picture this vivid
  Draw my feet in giant shoes and walked till I could fit em
  What have you come to witness is a fighter in great fitness
  Who broke all baracades and hopped the tallest fences
  What I write in my composition will conquer all competition
  Yes my theory and logic got mixed in with comprehension
  I'm relentless I share no forgivness
  God forgives and I don't, see you will and I won't
  Real as a speculation anger mixed with your hatred
  That's planted a mental tumor and admiration of greatness
  Ammunations outrageous the animositys ageless
  Animal instinct becomes annual and contagious
  Hate me because I made it, love me because I didn't
  Kill me for being real and applaud me because I finish
  Pull me because I'm winnin, or diss me because I'm distint
  Because I am the difference of talent I'm cold gifted
  Maybe I'm jus the sickest unorthodox when I write
  So I low to bed mourn and so long to my goodnight
  [Hook]
  [Verse 3: Los]
  Yo when son black out the sun black out
  When I go in I don't come back out
  I'm too cold to exist I could sun the moon
  Then moon the sun solar eclipse I,
  Dismissin the meannest niggas in a minutes time
  Dispensin the sickest venom from a killers mind
  Catch a body on the track like a marathon
  Runner stumbled in my fuckin arms at the finish line
  They call me mr take another nigga bitch and break her
  Penetrate her then eliminate her just to get the paper
  If peter piper picked a pepper than she better pay the piper
  If I pipe her I could pimp her or sophisticate her
  You bring her down but my swag on elevator
  She jus wanna get down cause I elevate her
  Damn homie what you squaking about cause I'm all in your spouse
  While you on the couch staring at the wall in your house
  Ye she love to hum my songs
  Cause she only listen to em when my balls in her mouth
  Ouch, what type of G am I, rappers o.d, tmi
  Well tell your bm don't dm me, cause I'm in a bm, epmd
  She d'in me and said G you fly, you drive me crazy like a dui
  Skarr scoop me up and we flew bye
  Trel came through with atleast two guys
  You gon run this G with my G's to ma
  Nuttin but a G up in these 2 eyes
  Guess that's the penalty to be too fly
  Bitch niggas don't wanna see you fly
  Laugh now cry later when I squeeze you lot
  And I won't stop hittin till I see you die, GOODNIGHT
  The night has a thousand eyes and there all on you
  The night has a thousand ears listenin to your crys
  The night has a thousand eyes and there all on you
  The night has a thousand ears listenin to your crys
  The night has a thousand eyes and there all on you
  The night has a thousand ears listenin to your crys
  The night has a thousand eyes and there all on you

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  Vintage Rolls Royce Interior

  Look I'm about to summons the punishment then publish it
  By summers come I'm a run this shit
  Cause a cummerbund could'ntstomach this
  Jay played chicken with a mack truck, kinda raw
  Niggas play chicken with Los, I'm playing dinosaur
  Carnivores hide from me, predators is prey,
  The earth is my chessboard,
  Where my competitors get played,
  I'm 2 seconds from greatness
  You 10 minutes from 8th grade
  I mastered mine like I invented the slave trade
  Aight, my girlfriend 9 times hot
  I'm unsigned, but I shine in every prime time spot
  Design lines of a genius, but them guidelines dropped
  Cause my curriculum starts right where Einsteins stopped
  I learned every word in the world then restarted again
  I surpassed the point of a genius to retarded again
  Even plotted the perfect plan then re-thought it again
  So even if I forfeit they still called it a win
  Me losing? I doubt that forever
  I could spit tornadoes out, that could probably put a house back together
  I am, thee best, leave all my competitors dying, depressed
  I'm a lion in thee flesh
  And you, you bout as gangster as Ryan SeaCrest
  Bout to send all my niggas to give out you niggas that's lyin, G -Checks
  I am too big to belittle you haters
  I am too big I "be little" you haters
  Heres a little rule breaker
  I'm seeing so many cheques now
  I feel like I'm turnin' in middle school papers
  And dem court side seats behind the Lakers, kinda cool,
  The acres behind the lake and the lake is behind the pool
  The pool is behind the mansion, the mansion behind the phantom
  The phantom behind some trees, and a tall gate please
  For whoever got the crown, get some all state please
  Will I scratch these niggas off? Do a dog hate fleas?
  Jeeez, I'm at a level they haven't entered yet,
  So while I'm talkin please nobody interject,
  I'm Andre 3K with the intellect
  So all you hoe ass rappers give me a pimps respect
  I'm leanin' like Pimp C doing my thing, respect it
  I'm Bun B from an underground kings perspective
  My flow should be forbidden,
  I freestyled one time, and Nas told me it was written
  Hahaha
  Jus kiddin' if I'm leavin' you out
  Well it's a hard knock life no reasonable doubt
  The crown ain't safe, I hope rappers feel inferior
  This what I like to call Vintage Rolls Royce interior
  Nigga
  Let it ride out man, for a second

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  A Millie Freestyle

  [Verse:]
  I'm slick and I'm fly, I'm fly and I'm slick
  So slick I could fly like oh my God, I'm flyin oh shit
  Am I slicker or flyer don't know, I'm trying to pick
  But if I kill you while your driving you'll be ghostriding your whip
  I whipped your girlfriend, Now her and her girlfriend both ridin my dick
  My flow so I'll I told the doctor help me I'm dyin I'm sick
  Supplyin some shit
  Dope as heroin, Every word I'm sayin get you high as a bitch
  High as a brick fallin from the towers
  Now I'm ballin on them cowards
  So hard the NBA comissioner gon call me any hour
  Sour face dem coward haters, Fuck dem niggas
  Now I'm racist, Give em 40 cal. abrasions
  Now I'm facin, Allegegations
  Dick her then I cum, Sicker with the words
  Quicker with a verse, Quicker with a trigger hit a nigga first
  If he get us hurt, Lift him in a hearse
  Stick em in the dirt, Stick em then I murk
  In the kitchen with the work
  Den I be whippin round them pots, Like I'm whippin coka ain't I
  I'm a lion from the jungle, No heyena
  Both my ninas, Get em in a jam
  Stick em in a van, Hit em with the blam
  Think a nigga playin, Think he give a damn
  Squeeze the trigger, Blam
  See the nigga ran, Quick as peter pan
  Leave em with a tan, See I beat em man
  I beat em with the hands
  Oh momma sorry, I don't want no drama from these cats
  If I pull my glock up on ya, You'll run like Barack Obama
  If we beefin bring ya armor fo' I knock a pothole
  Take dat beef, Bring some shells and make a fuckin taco out you
  See If it's not clear nigga, It's my year nigga
  These other rappers cool, But this shit rite here nigga
  Ya ain't tellin Los shit, I'm so outta dis world I make telescopes squint
  Shit I just wanna ball with no drama
  Black face presidential rolly call it Obama
  Oh momma, I'm so sick they tell doctors
  She rubbin on my seats like she never felt ostrich
  My roof in the trunk like it's bein held hostage
  My links so juicy fat people think they smell sausage
  And I don't mention you clowns
  You niggas wouldn't shoot a tek if caught an intentional foul
  I pick a new town, Trick a few thou
  Make my wrist like a blizzard blue, Pick at you round
  You kiss and you clown, Niggas beat ya chicken to the gizzards wow
  I'm bout to slide it to a level where I'm hotter than the devil
  Cause ya ridin with a rebel like da rocks that's in my bezzel
  I'm a shine, I'm ridin with my metal everytime
  In my mind never settle for a dime
  I'm petty with my metaphors, To rhyme I'm a climb
  I'm better than my predators I wet em every time
  Count every president that ever did it hyper irrelavant I recite em in my line
  I don't give a fuck about these niggas or the cops, Tryna spend a buck and put spinners on the drop
  And it's cold as fuck every winter on the block,
  So you know what's up wen I'm aimin 4 ya spot
  Give it up smooth or ya gonna get shot
  I'm da kid dats movin on ya block
  I think it's ben proven Los is hot

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  Losshow lyrics

  Los

  los, los, los emau
  los mau, wie das schtill isch
  we du & I zäme si
  los, los, los emau
  los mau wie das schtill isch
  s isch doch genau üsi melodie
  i dere wäut wo aues luut schrill isch
  da bin I froh ghör I wenigschtens di
  i dere wäut wo aues luut schrill isch
  da los I hueregärn uf di
  nume schad ghörsch mi jitz nid
  lue. lue, lue
  hüt ligen I blank, hüt gheie myner muure
  gsehsch dür mi düre wi dür glas
  lue. lue, lue
  öb d öppis fingsch näb dene geischter, wo
  da luure
  & dene ängscht vor I weiss nid was
  lue mi a, lue mi a mit dene ouge
  won I so mängisch vergässe ha
  lue mi a, lue mi a mit dene ouge
  & de gsehsch win I uf di schtah
  nume schad bisch hüt nid da
  chumm, chumm, chumm
  & nimm mi i dyni arme & la mi nümm los
  I gloub, vo dir überchumen I nie gnue
  chumm, chumm, chumm, chumm
  & schick mau öppis über
  vo dyre chraft & vo dyre rueh
  i dere wäut vou truurige gschtaute
  da dänk I huereviu a di
  au die schprüch & das gliir & die fürz
  & glych blybt aus bim aute
  & grad hüt han I gluscht uf di

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  I'm On Oneshow lyrics

  I'm On One

  [Drake:]
  I'm getting so throwed
  I ain't work this hard since I was 18
  Apologise if I say, anything I don't mean
  Like what's up with your best friend?
  We could all have some fun, believe me
  And what's up with these new niggas?
  And why they think it all comes so easy
  [Swagga Boy Los:]
  So I'm gon get it while I'm here boy
  Cause I might not get this opportunity next year boy
  Geez guys I jump on the b I go dumb
  You knee high and I be on my fee-fi-fo-fum
  Was bout to put in work like T.I old guns
  But D-I-D-D-Y was on one
  These weak ass rappers come at me I choke one
  My daddy was a soldier I'm GI Joe's son
  Or Jackson, I keep it so G, I'm Joe's son
  I'm top fivin', you can come see why Los won
  Best rapper alive, it ain't up for an option
  Nobody's close to me
  I should be up for adoption
  I mean one cell of my brain got Playstation capacity
  I'm so outta this World the Space Stations harrassing me
  My flow's so a trip that vacations are mad at me
  And Einstein couldn't get straight A's in a class with me
  I out last 'em, out class and merk you
  You scared to go in like you out past your curfew
  Ahh shit, don't talk shit then bullshit
  My thoughts get on some Thor shit
  It's war bitch
  That's how it is so get up off your coward shit and battle me
  I'm so charged up that I could probably shit a battery
  You ain't seen nobody like you skipped anatomy
  I'm at your Adams apple, shatter atoms automatically
  I'm on one nigga just a strong young nigga
  In my zone, yeah you fucking with the wrong one nigga
  Like a provate Christmas party and you ain't get the message
  So just because your present, don't mean you got presence
  And I'm so fucking gifted, you see me go light years
  So it's like you not here
  Even though you right there
  What I'm a bout to do to the summer done got the winter shook
  Took a page from history and stuck it in the Guinness book
  As a bookmark cause I'm book smart
  All my thoughts took action cause my actions took thought
  I hope the crown ain't safe, give you a creepy feeling
  Cause you look up to me and hate me, I'm like a leaky ceiling
  You see me kill em how I pounce on these beats
  And then I upstage rappers like balcony seats
  See I'm in my whip and I got two sluts
  Your girl gots hips that I got to touch
  Slide it in her lips when I'm bout to nut
  Keep your eye on your chick cause I got two nuts