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Sore Loser
03:05
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Waking up tired
Why the fuck I try
Why the fuck I bother
With the simulation log in
Ain't no dog hung up my collar
Ain't been boo'd up ain't Apollo
Been had flaws and got some karma
Still just valued by the commas
Still been falling for the same type
Keep jumping out the plane, I'm
So tired of this waiting
She eating off my plate like
I ain't had to scrape
I ain't had to work
I ain't had to desert some hopes
Did me dirt
She ain't have to say climb up
Just to cut my rope
But I don't pay back predictable
Way too real, that's a threat to you
Paid my dues, not in debt to you
Pull my card ain't no bets with you
Aint no gettin thru, less I'm less than you
That bullshit aint acceptable
Oh no there he go again
Ain't no hero I can't pretend
Gold with the chain, I ain't into fake
I don't just relate to anybody
No controller, I don't play no
Don't go for game, I ain't into fake
I don't just relate to anybody
No controller, I don't play no
Gold with the chain, I ain't into fake
I don't just relate to anybody
No controller, I don't play no
Don't go for game, I ain't into fake
I don't just relate to anybody
No controller, I don't play no
If you don't give a fuck put your hands up high
Hands up high, hands up high
I said, if she fucked you over put your hands up high
Hands up high, hands up high
If you don't give a fuck put your hands up high
Hands up high, hands up high
I said, if she fucked you over put your hands up high
Hands up high, hands up high
Going crazy in this room
Swear I been losing my mind
Doing eighty on the freeway
But they don't see my drive
Why they put my life on replay
Caught up in a mirage, gotta
Get up and get out right now
Going crazy in this room
Swear I been losing my mind
Doing eighty on the freeway
But they don't see my drive
Why they put my life on replay
Caught up in a mirage, I gotta
Get up and get out right now
If you don't give a fuck put your hands up high
Hands up high, hands up high
I said, if she fucked you over put your hands up high
Hands up high, hands up high
If you don't give a fuck put your hands up high
Hands up high, hands up high
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Care for me carefully
Don't you lie and say you always there for me
My dark twisted fantasy fantasy
You the worst kinda therapy therapy
So why don't you
Care for me carefully
Don't lie and say that you'll be there for me
My dark twisted fantasy fantasy
They the worst kinda therapy therapy
So why don't you
Care for me carefully
Don't you lie and say you always there for me
My dark twisted fantasy fantasy
You the worst kinda therapy therapy
So why don't you
Care for me carefully
Why don't you care?
Care for me care for me
I always thought that you would be there for me
Never thought that you would go change on me
Left me all on my own it was plain to see
And I know you know
And I know you know
Carefully
Moving in this life so sparingly
We came up broke knowing light
Give no charity
Give you words that are dope
Help you cope from these poems I spoke
Thoughts provoke and I need you to care for me
On my pivot like the gangs from Chi
Still, I rise from Tennessee
Take me to another place
Take me to another land
Let forget all the hard times
And fulfill all your fantasies
Day dreamin' in wonderland
World full of malice empty the clips
They rumblin'
Perfect these verses so I won't be stumblin'
When it comes to saying what is on my mind
And I swear half of these dudes you talk about
They are under qualified
Funny how you the one that keeps this brain occupied
Look
Cause what you do and what you hold inside
Somethin' we may never be able to divide
I'm just askin' you
Care for me, care for me
Save a seat pull a chair for me chair for me
Ain't nothing sweet it ain't fair for me, fair for me
No smoke no smoke go graduate there for me
That there just air for me
Scared for me scared for me
Don't be scared for me
God got something prepared for me, paired for me
Let the church say a prayer for me prayer for me
Play through the hurt go McNair for me, Nair for me
Carefully carefully
Peep game, I'm aware fully
Not just in one out one ear for me
I recall who would share for me
Through it all you was there to me
Saw me sincerely
Get exhausted somewhere these things
Cost me some clarity
But I won't fall short on where I need
Now you only can hear from me
In a song
And that's rare for me rare for me
Care for me
Lately I ain't feelin' I ain't feelin' alive
I ain't stressed about a thing since I wasn't ya type
I admit it stings knowing you was fucking around
But that pendulum swing when I'm back in ya town
And thats, low down, earth tones, tone it down
For a minute, we got history museum exhibits
Couldn't compare, to the vision that i was tryin'a get but
You was tryin'a visit and reserve the truth like dinner
Out somewhere fancy in Miami for the winter
Wonder if I'm gonna regret a bit of those decisions
But what's really the problem when the outcome make a difference
And everything between is just distance huh
Something
Yeah yeah
Something
New
Something
Yeah yeah something
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Jordan Webb Los Angeles, California
LA Based
Rap Reptar
Jordan Webb is a refreshingly distinct and down to earth
voice in the modern rap game. His unique style is presented through a dynamic beat selection invoking the best of retro and futuristic Hip-Hop elements. Jordan's smooth sound blends effortlessly with his production, creating a unique, enjoyable and captivating listening experience.
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