| If I had a nickle for every time I had a nickle and dime
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| I’ll be richer than every line that I done spit to a rhyme
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| Either way I’mma get paid like its an industry conspiracy
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| Silence maybe cause they fearing me and my born supremacy
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| But ya’ll ain’t hearing me
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| Silly me for standing up against the tyranny
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| But I don’t speculate, cause I expect the hate
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| No good deed goes unpunished… wait
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| Don’t ignore the elephant in the room
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| They wonder is Ras Kass relevant, fucken bafoons
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| These niggas bars ain’t all that
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| You can trick these 16 year old girls but most of ya’ll wack
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| It’s a shame how hip-hop turned its back on skill
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| And let politics decide who’s hot and not who’s real
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| In fact pimping is alive in rap
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| But ya’ll the hoes cause rappers literally be on the track
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| Niggas get fame then act strange
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| Don’t be surprised when you see me chilling back stage
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| Still with a hot chick, rocking shit, looking well off
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| Just when you was thinking I thought that nigga fell off
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| Just because I’m losing doesn’t mean I’m lost
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| (Lost, lost, lost, lost, lost, lost)
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| «And even when I was close to defeat I stayed on my feet»
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| You got platinum artists biting my punch lines
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| Like I ain’t said that shit 6 years ago, lunch time
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| Go get your school meal until the school starts charging tuition and its all
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| intuition
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| Trials and tribulations put the God on the mission
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| Sacrifice till I get to the next level, it’s all an audition
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| Till the machine kick in, then my pay raise increase
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| Like I’ve been in the NBA draft for 15 years straight, I’m a mothafucken beast
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| Overdue for a ring, Lebron, Miami Heat
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| Club promoters low balling, fronting on dough
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| Like city said overcharge him for every time they said no
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| See, the rap game like Vegas
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| The bitches all groupies and they mostly fuck with haters
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| So you ain’t gotta ride with me
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| But when the phantom come bitch don’t try to slide with me
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| Reached out to my friends in the biz asking for help
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| Ain’t even return my call only concern with theyselves
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| Thanks for nothing
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| Thanks for fronting
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| But I’m aging backwards nigga, Benjamin Button |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lost , by - Ras Kass. Song from the album Barmageddon, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп