No Winning

So I'm grinnin' cuz I know there's no winnin'
Not with rappin', not with money, not with women
I can't get a job it's a damn shame
They hatin' the player and they hatin' the game
I wanna get a fuckin' bite to eat
But they closed all the shops down my goddamn street
So I go to the store for food to score
Got some bread, cheese, chips, and a chocolate bar
I get to the cash, hunger in my eyes
Wouldn't you know it, my card's declined
Ain't shit workin' out I'm losin' my mind
I head home at least I got some weed to grind
When I open my door, what do I find now?
My homie let himself in he's chillin' on the couch
Wouldn't you know it, that's my spliff in his mouth
And that's all the herb that I had in my house
I'm like dude! Just get the fuck out!

There's no winning where there's no love and more sinning
No Winning
There's no winning when there's less food and more killing
No Winning
There's no winning when you're circle in the square and you don't fit in
No Winning
There's no winning when you wanna make a joke but there's no kidding
No Winning

Well I don't understand what the issue is
Your weed's disgusting like tissue jizz
Did you forget that I'm broker than you?
Holes in the soles of my shoes, we in the same damn crew
Pinchin' my pennies like you know who
The grinch. Plastic or print? I got no money pockets full of lint
My cell phone bill acts more like a pimp
Eyes too tired to open more than a squint
Still can't help but to feel chagrined
I work too hard to have no money to spend
What friends? Man these friends are pretend
It's your demise they intend, they don't mean to offend
"Go fuck yourself" is what I recommend
They dream and dream and dream and dream
No self esteem so they try to demean
I am who I am and they ain't part of the team

There's no winning when you wanna be the breadwinner
but you end up gettin' fillings
No Winning
There's no winning when these actors treat artists like we're still children
No Winning
There's no winning when the only way to relax is to pop a pill in
No Winning
There's no winning when the women that you will aren't willing
No Winning

If my weed's so gross then why the fuck you smoking it?
How'd you get in here man? Look the door's broken! Shit!
I'm gonna have to pay for that!
Did you make that track? Or did you do that thing where you stay laid back
And tell me I'm acting like a damn maniac
Look I'm no braniac, I'm not claiming that
But you gotta respect the fact that I'm having a bad day
And all the dope I had to smoke is an ember in the ash tray!
I got no food, no loot, and I feel unstable
Could you at least take your foot off the coffee table?
I'm like Rodney Danger, no I get no respect
And when I ask for some fools get upset
You're my homie and you always will be Mogli, you know me
When I stay to stay out my way for the day it ain't baloney
Yeah I get it, now you're pissed off, gonna run your lips off
I guess it's all par for the course cuz I'm never winning
I'm always falling off that horse
Now if you'll excuse me, I gotta do something with this door

Wah! Wah! Wah! That's all I hear!
Fuck your door, I also drank your beer!
You know I got even less than you
The DC Crew broke and need some glue
We never make money at our shows
No groupies or hoes
Sat in the bus in the bathroom row
To do a show and then go back home
My work ethic's top of the line
This slander is crime
Want a sip of this Corona and lime?
Well, too bad, it's mine!
I'm pissed off and anger is blind!
Sometimes I really think this cat's out of his mind!
We both grinding tryin to refine
Yeah we're friends but fuck damn it's about due time
To drop an album, a couple of dimes
What's the deal? I thought what's your's is mine
I'm sure your door is fine, what about what you did to mine?
This double standard, now that's a crime!

There's no winning when your art turns into a way to just make millions
(Ain't gonna happen)
There's no winning when you're making music for the minions
(It's boring man!)
There's no winning

We winning (Defective Collective)



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Writer(s): J. Dobski
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