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You Already Lost

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

1st Verse
Your power is already fading & I’m never

gotta get it now
Can’t wait soon
I’m breakin’ down the defense
Tryna make room
My pops is sipping liquor
Tryna heal wounds
I’m tryna get myself
Up out

brothers, I keep them attached 
I’m bringing my glock, I’m bringing my mask 
(I’m bringing my mask)
 
Made it out the ghetto you know how it is
Wherever I go,

chopped at

The knees for being off by a couple degrees 'dafuq is dat?' others asked

On my behalf when I was back on track

And guess what came back

'it

you are, are)

Uh, yeah.
Don’t you know that you’re the head and not the tail
In the end you won’t fail cuz it’s written in His will
Don’t let

Bizzle, Bumps, Selah, Sevin, Datin
Boi -1da on the beat and you already know what it is, it's GOD over Money let's go!
Sevin: They know
God over

Is it chains? Is it latex?
Running out of pleasure 'cos you're pressing on the button too much
Electricity doesn't give too shocks

Where did you get

man speaks unintelligable
Five leaves on my clover the contract is written
Three swords on my hip ain't no king catch me slippin'
I forge ahead dodgin'

bitches up when I go beserk
Like Deku I put in the work
All mighty quirk I'm the number one hero
So how does it feel to get beat by a weirdo
I'm loud

Ferociously beautiful, you are

Here come the tears
Along with terms of endearment
Distorted by fear
So sincere, it hurts

Salute the sanguine, sanguine

and pick em' up I'm doing drop offs
Good with words could say some twice and you would not notice
I'm well with statements if I repeat it it is not noted

questioned to make a different perception of the lesson taught by the
One and only who mentions in written perfection the definition of life
Imma take you back

There's no script to it
Man it's not shit written
Life's just a freestyle that's
In line similar to freestyle raps
If you wanna be the best then you gotta

flexing on me is hilarious
Don't take it from me, I put in the work
Listen and see where I've been
I am the foretelling by the masters
Read by the scroll

bad muthafucker no bueno double rainbow 
Oprah Show giving the audience cars so you get a bar and you get a bar everybody gets a bar written by Ebony

starts
And it's so great that I never had to wait
For you to come back home, must be written in the stars
By all the means, everything's not what it seems

chew)
I'm back to do what I was designed for
Devour anybody that want it while on a beat, and defeat is the job I applied for
I'm punching in and leave

all

Let's get it bony homie
I don't even need a chrome
I hit that John off of his
Dome though with my only stone
Let it be known
I'm disposin' Satan

just another speck, out here hittin' licks
I don't give a fuck, maybe by the grip
never by the hoe, bodied on the flow
pull out game is weak, wifey outta

a grain of salt
At the end of the day it ain't gonna matter at all
Because I can't win 'em all
No matter how hard I try, ye
Yeah

Introducin' John David, I

the fall of Rome
On one Greek dead person? You're jealous
I'm the father of all philosophers
And the only work of yours
Is written my Nicomachus
Your own

and drink
I don't wanna be too numb 
Call the pastor this is that funeral to my heart
I will never love another 
I'll float away like a feather
Grind it out

all that talking 
All that cappin
N***a fuck yo crew


Written by: YoungSlimeMafia

Toxic
Written by Oliber Rodriguez & Richard c Santana



-Hook-
I got that toxic p***y
The bite dont bark no p***y
He might just eat the p***y
Bon