Losing This War
Once said the dead don't die
They look on and help
Remember that, John
Yeah
Yeah (Sean)
I fall victim to the things that I abhor
I fall ignorant to the things that I adore
Aw yeah
I'm losing this battle
Aw man
I said I'm losing this battle
I pick and choose all my battles whether I know it or not
Whether I like to or not
Whether you weather the storm
Or maybe better to form
A war and fight the feeling that we cannot ignore
Yeah
I'm losing this war
I'm losing this war
Yo
Westside Gunn had me wanting to get to rap again
On that Griselda shit, I'm spittin bars not popping xans
But every single interview he's so sweet like Auntie Anne's
How could he ever write like that, I've never seen him lift his hand
Well look man there's a lot that you don't know about me
I made my peace by killing beats out there in Durham county
While they would sleep, I'd write sixteens, to keep myself from drowning
And now I'm coming for the nets I'm up in Brooklyn bouncing
Moved to Miami, with the Heat, I'm like Lebron around here
I'm not like Khaled, won't complain when you don't buy my album
Cus I know you're the one who's missing out, cus we the best around here
Not being arrogant, I just know how to look around it
They asking how do I stay grounded
I tell them think about it
I am like the Mona Lisa, they can't put their finger on it
The only difference is I'm broke as fuck
Still wearing socks with holes that opened in 2001
This is a cluster fuck
I'm losing this war
Said I'm losing this war, yeah
Mirror mirror on the wall
Do you fuck with me at all
How come you never try to pick me up, when every time it is you that makes me fall
It's you who tells me I'm not strong
Who tells me that I'm small
Who tells me I'm not worth that many damns if one at all
Who tells me they'll never love me
I'm incapable of that
You say that's why they run from me, and why I do the same to them
You say I'm so ugly, on the outside and in
And damn you wanna kill me
And damn if you ain't tried
You say that it'll heal me but I'm too afraid you'll lie
(Lie, lie, lie)
I'm losing this fucking war, war
They look on and help
Remember that, John
Yeah
Yeah (Sean)
I fall victim to the things that I abhor
I fall ignorant to the things that I adore
Aw yeah
I'm losing this battle
Aw man
I said I'm losing this battle
I pick and choose all my battles whether I know it or not
Whether I like to or not
Whether you weather the storm
Or maybe better to form
A war and fight the feeling that we cannot ignore
Yeah
I'm losing this war
I'm losing this war
Yo
Westside Gunn had me wanting to get to rap again
On that Griselda shit, I'm spittin bars not popping xans
But every single interview he's so sweet like Auntie Anne's
How could he ever write like that, I've never seen him lift his hand
Well look man there's a lot that you don't know about me
I made my peace by killing beats out there in Durham county
While they would sleep, I'd write sixteens, to keep myself from drowning
And now I'm coming for the nets I'm up in Brooklyn bouncing
Moved to Miami, with the Heat, I'm like Lebron around here
I'm not like Khaled, won't complain when you don't buy my album
Cus I know you're the one who's missing out, cus we the best around here
Not being arrogant, I just know how to look around it
They asking how do I stay grounded
I tell them think about it
I am like the Mona Lisa, they can't put their finger on it
The only difference is I'm broke as fuck
Still wearing socks with holes that opened in 2001
This is a cluster fuck
I'm losing this war
Said I'm losing this war, yeah
Mirror mirror on the wall
Do you fuck with me at all
How come you never try to pick me up, when every time it is you that makes me fall
It's you who tells me I'm not strong
Who tells me that I'm small
Who tells me I'm not worth that many damns if one at all
Who tells me they'll never love me
I'm incapable of that
You say that's why they run from me, and why I do the same to them
You say I'm so ugly, on the outside and in
And damn you wanna kill me
And damn if you ain't tried
You say that it'll heal me but I'm too afraid you'll lie
(Lie, lie, lie)
I'm losing this fucking war, war
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Writer(s): Sean Oakley
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