Apollo Brown, Phat Kat, Royce 5’9, Dj Los — Can’t Lose

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[Scratching by DJ Los]

[Hook]
I, I, I, I can’t lose
This is for the fronters and the naysayers
I, I, I, I can’t lose
This is for the fronters and the naysayers

[Verse 1: Phat Kat]
I’m one of the hardest artists you probably never even heard of
But when I spit people scream bloody murder
Detroit blueprint, my stats is unreal
Apollo laced the track, I hit him back and said done deal
I’m from the 13th district and my niggas is slumville
Hip-Hop Shop alumni, while gladiators got dumb skills
Empty breed and guru told me that my voice was so ill
The pen is mightier than the sword, when it spills hot lead kills
My flows be nasty, sick and polluted
So if I pull it, bitch I won’t hesitate to shoot it
I’m one of the illest to do it, my firm foundation is deep-rooted
The strength of a hundred proofs ya’ll waterd down and diluted
Them tight pairs and software, nah just can’t compute it
My tube box full of skills, ply wrenches with screw kits
Original Octo-G, I guarantee you that your favorite MC
Favorite MC, fucking know me
[Hook]
I, I, I, I can’t lose
This is for the fronters and the naysayers
I, I, I, I can’t lose
This is for the fronters and the naysayers

[Verse 2: Royce da 5’9″]
Yeah, this gon be the illest style you’ve ever heard of
Got the whole crowd yelling bloody murder
Uh, I never owned a pair of Mauri Gators
I just be knocking on doors until I’m seeing in, like Noreaga
While all these bird bitches fly to my DMs
Visionary word wizard, I spit em’ y’all hear em’
I say em’ y’all see em’
God fearin’, uh
That needle let the angels come down hearing, ID em’
While y’all niggas balling I bounced at y’all BM
I am so ahead of my time all of my AM’s account for my PM’s
Nigga, my honor need to be honored
What could be more honorable, honest?
As an artist I am probably more calmer than Elijah Muhammed, a commoner
Puff he be, fuck with me though, I’m gon’ go Onyx
Watching you fools go put on you fools’ gold
While I load up this iron, that’s hot enough to iron your screw closed

[Hook]
I, I, I, I can’t lose
This is for the fronters and the naysayers
I, I, I, I can’t lose
This is for the fronters and the naysayers