Losing It I'm Losing It, I'm Losing it, She got me, she got me, got me, She got me, she got me gone. I'm Losing It, I'm Losing it, She got me, she got
Losing It I'm Losing It, I'm Losing it, She got me, she got me, got me, She got me, she got me gone. I'm Losing It, I'm Losing it, She got me, she
Mavs ??, To keep it comin, And Imma keep it comin [Chorus] Throwback this, Throwback that They even look better with the matching hat All you gotta check is the players stats It
poverty it must be the straight up get to an ending peal off Recognizing the drama offense of living in my life Got to go get it and come back with it until it
(*talking*) Yeah sup Ro sup Grace, it's your boy Den Den To jump on this track with you boys, you know I'm tal'n bout It's all about the 3rd baby 3rd
they call it coca cola I?m just practice posing face is shaded in black Is dominating as my color the massive attack Right now i hit it kick it flow
Boys with the bass! "You better know it!" [Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice] That's right y'all, you heard it 'cause we said it And if you can't read in the magazines
beats Rock hard like coke in a ??? Pay top dollar for the hot product indeed, yeah Turn it up and get addicted to it And have raw music soon as you listen to it
[feat. Rock City] We come from a city where the young dies So why not get to use and push your guns high Bout to lose and that's the reason why we must
for you, inside my arms. Where does it hurt. When you open your heart theres always so much to lose. So far to fall and no where to go when it's true
to walk down In this city of broken hearts But there'll always be a place for you Inside my arms Where does it hurt Oh, where does it hurt Where does it
path the way you lead I don't want to lose myself It's a whisper It's a funny thing We fold like icicles on paper shelves It's a pity to appear this
to bear You're a hole in a photograph Go on - lose it in the city The city can feel no shame See the world with electric eye They call it mystery But
to smoke a primo, Gotta go with the fiends and in the click is a no no. Gotta make that money man, Gimme all my change, it's a murder thang, now Even
bracket Is makin it happen the way that I made it happen [Chorus] [Verse 3:] You think it's easy don't ya Wanna be Weezy don't ya I'm a performer homie You just take it
opinions like the one that fell that I'm now underneath, it was my voice that moved the first rock and I would do it all again. So I mean it's cool if
