Lyrics You Can't Win - Chino XL

You Can't Win

IЂ™m so dope IЂ™m impressing myself
Challenging rappers of my status dogg is bad for your health
ItЂ™s like swallowing rat poison straight of the shelf
Or slitting your wrist then changing ya mind
But ainЂ™t no one around to help, dudes hear spit they like holy Toledo
Cuz when it comes to this rapping, IЂ™m the one like Neo
IЂ™m Jackie Chan, bet a hundred grand I could take out five of ya manЂ™s with
one wave of my hand
Your whole caravan get smacked right in front of ya fans
IЂ™ll have screaming ЂњNo MasЂќ like Roberto Duran holla
They call me Boney Soprano, Young Luchiano, Bone Guevara
Raps Sammy the bull Gervano, IЂ™m sick wit tha flow
Lyrical tactics and back flips, spitting ridiculous mathematics
Like itЂ™s gymnastics, when I die, be sure to place in my mic in my casket
And tell the world that I was fantastic, and thatЂ™s it!
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Yall canЂ™t win, against us
If you try, we will bust
You should know, weЂ™re the truth
You canЂ™t do, what we do, oh
Opposing me could be detrimental like a skinhead wit a confederate flag
Walking through south central, itЂ™s suicidal like Kirk Cobain
Trapped in a thunder storm using GodЂ™s name in vain, ouch!
Yall ainЂ™t really ready to riot wit me, IЂ™m the Rocky of rap retiring rappers
like Jay-Z
The Ronald Reagan of rapping yo thatЂ™s me
I been rocking and running this rap game, ChinoЂ¦