Cunninlynguists

Cunninlynguists - Takn' the Loss songtekst

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[scratched: Big L 'Ebonics'] "You took an L you took a loss"



[Hook]

Battle Deacon & Kno (know) you'll be takin' a loss

On the street or at a show you'll be takin' a loss

If you ain't rhymin' like this you'll be takin' a loss

Have you cryin' like a bitch when you takin' a loss



[Deacon]

I stay dirty like Rastafarian piss test

Stick dick between notebook pages to show how I sex texts

Keep rappers in check like chess threats

Deacon ? star flows hotter than text mex

Givin' ears the best sex since 900 numbers

Rock all night like slumber

In a battle I Stone Cold stun the mic manager

Knowin' he amateur like minor league

Testin' me is like askin' a drownin' man to breathe

Better off waitin' in hell for a cool breeze 

Beatin' me is impossible

Like a tank top with sleeves

My road rages 

I drop fires and pop tires

I shock liars with the truth that I share like stock buyers

Retire

And get your head right

Facin' me and lovin' lights is a contradiction like an Amish website

Deacon the read light

Better yet the human pause button

Drop something that gets car stereos humpin' like dog fuckin'



[Hook]



[DJ Kno]

Yo, my middle names ? y'all know the way I house kids

Force the mic (Mike) into retirement like Jerry Krause did

Resoundingly found with classic verses 

A mass encourage for the ? 

Drastic wordsmith

Ask a surgeon 

I bet he'll give you the answer

That this particular bastard is sicker than testicular cancer

Fixin' to smack you with no hesitation

Cause I can't see nobody beating me like Stevie Wonders gang initiation

My slang will stay patient

Till the clock strikes to slay fake men and lay waste with

The wacknesss

You better resort to drastic measures 

Cause you couldn't fuck with me if I was ribbed for her pleasure

Me takin' a loss

Shit won't ever be seen

Like David Duke wearing Phat Farm and Fubu jeans

Facin' me and you wanna know you chances, shit

Image Dyme rockin' wavin' a rebel flag in east Los Angeles

The same scandalous slang

Van is practically ? is the way that I fantastically damage crews

Your style is Max Hedroom

While I'm off the wall like Foxy Brown's picture in Kurupt's bedroom



[Hook]



[Deacon]

Verbally I'm sky

Touch heaven when I barely try

You drop less then desert precipitation plus terribly dry

Who's ignorant? 

Not I

? like "That's my guy!" 

I don't need digital mastery to spit hi-fi

Find me on the Enterprise sky divin' with Snipes

My Drop Zone will clear out all shit with one wipe

Quick to send cats to the one that runs life

Just for bringing a blunt butter knife to gun fight

If you think that the sun's bright 

Well peep how I'm droppin' this shit

My shines quasars

You think I'm mockin' God when I rip

No need for cockin' four fifth to clear the populous bitch

Beatin' me is like touchin' the bottom of a bottomless pit (impossible)

My alias is time cause I'm unstoppable

Got Spock in the back commitin' suicide it's logical

I pocket tools 

Hands strictly for droppin' fools

I wanna get signed just to show half dollar (50 Cents) niggaz are rob able

You got a problem dude?

We can handle this like men

Call your boys too, I'll happily cancel your friends

Put your game outta order

And pamper your hen

Cause this gin got me evil, darker than the
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