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loser (l) - ‍imboring lyrics

[intro]
there is only darkness for you, and only death for your people
these ancients are just the beginning
i will command a great and terrible army

[chorus]
i think your a loser, you know i got shooters
you ain’t comming back to me, i know you work at hooters
they said i was cooler, reporting at a shooter
what you put in my cup, you know these pills are bad for me

you keep comming back to me, its a f*cking tradegy
i don’t know whats happening, what the f*ck is happening

[verse 1]
if you wanna fall off, you’re gonna have to match it
are these lay low n*ggas stayying of some rap sh*t
heard they wanna talk down, so i talk back
[?]
feel like [?], cause i’m rocking with some crowbar
so far, hit em in the head, subpar

[verse 2]
talking on my name, that something i can handle
two twin glocks, we gonna watch that brain scramble
i just hit a switch on a opp, like i’m rambo
walking out the trap, like im wearing all camo
(what the f*ck?)
there’s these n*ggas who wanna bite me
knew she wasn’t comming back, when she said i was average
(oh my god*)
already said i was faster
feel like my name is [?], cause i’m smoking on this catnip
[chorus]
i think your a loser, you know i got shooters
you ain’t comming back to me, i know you work at hooters
they said i was cooler, reporting at a shooter
what you put in my cup, you know these pills are bad for me

you keep comming back to me, its a f*cking tradegy
idk whats happening, what the f*ck is happening

they always laugh at me, she was always trash to me
[?], what you wanna see

[bridge]
[?], you can not f*ck with me
my choppa sing a melody (aaaahhhh*)
talk how about you talk to me, tell em why you f*ck with me
keep on trying to message me, you don’t wanna mess with me

i don’t care anymore you’re wastefull
i can’t take you anymore your a staple
i don’t like the name and i don’t like the lable
i don’t wanna mess around with you cause you’re shamefull

[chorus]
yeah your a loser, you ain’t got no shooters
we know you always say that sh*t cause you behind a computer
they say [?], you ain’t not a shooter
everytime i up the stake these n*ggas get mad at me
you keep on dragging me, its like your after me
[?] about my name, we gonna see you in the afterlife
two shots at your head, [?] to die, [?] to die
we will sail until every light is exguitished
you are strong child, but i am beyond strength
i am the end. command a great and terrible army

[outro]
i think your a loser, i think your, i think your a loser, you know i got shooters
you ain’t comming back to me, i know you work at hooters
they* they* they said i was cooler, reporting at a shooter
what you put in my cup, you know these pills are bad for me

you keep comming back to me, its a f*cking tradegy
i don’t know whats happening, what the f*ck is happening

(you win)

- imboring lyrics

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