Styles Of Beyond - You Lose

Hello, how you doin'? It's nice to meet you and ruin this face That you continue to take, in this music I'mma movin' your spaces Snake the pawn And crown myself the dawn of a [?] Keep calm The [wack?] retards is the fast recharge the last unique fall The walls you put up they had to be tall While I told Cheapshot to stare the beat on You know it's on, you can check my grin Every song got bumps like infected skin I don't got big trucks with expensive rims I got 5 bucks 'til my checks come in I can you show you real quick what offensive is Touch my fat and beg till you suck my tits In the front row pissin' on a bunch of kids You better damn well know who the fuck this is (ryu) Oh no no no no no Roll out, let's go Got my smokes and my liquor Don't think that we won't getcha One day, real soon, you'll be lookin' around like "who knew?" Then we'll come out quick and boom boom We win, you lose Megadef, uhh, buck the system My shit knocks like a busted piston Double fistin', piece of cake My clique hold more liquid than a freakin lake Hit my cell you can meet your fate, what's up? Hell is hot but the pizzas great. Who the balls out camp to bang and say "ho" with Ryu and Tak, Cheapshot, you know this.