One Vizun - Feel Free To Lose

Feel free to lose, feel free to lose
I ain't talking bout sharing cause I got shit to prove
I don't fuck with you phonies and I don't do the crews
So feel free to lose. Feel free to lose.

They got me on this beat to win
Gotta go hard like I see two ends
And one of them won't let me see to an end
So I gotta give my everything. See to these ends
Step up, you will see beneath two Timbs
I don't give a fuck about no beef you was in
I'm the type of nigga that'll get up on a beat
And show the world why they gotta leave V to him
Leave V to himself I can show em how to
Knock em out lyrically I feed you the help
I'm bout to out spit these niggaz like a seed I pelt
They ain't even gonna believe in themself
Try to pick it all back up on their knees they fell
Yeah their minds all diseased I could tell
Try but they don't realise I got real eyes
On the devil and I been through hell
I done been through it all bitch, death and divorces
Fought in the desert M4 armed forces
Dealing with another relapse I caused it
Mama had a tumour she gone I lost it
Jumped in the city can't be too cautious
Lucky that my lady held me down like a boss bitch
And I damn near lost it. I done crossed
Wits with what caused shit to get all this
Lost in the office, often would forfeit
All this would cause my mind to get tortured
All this would fall behind a bit more it's
Falling before my eyes and it's lost
All of my balls and my dick get off it
Till I get it on and offer to get on it
To be honest feeling undefeated with this rhyme shit
Aint no competition I'm winning this pissing contest

Feel free to lose, feel free to lose
I ain't talking bout sharing cause I got shit to prove
I don't fuck with you phonies and I don't do the crews
So feel free to lose. Feel free to lose
Feel free to lose, feel free to lose
I ain't talking bout sharing cause I got shit to prove
I don't fuck with you phonies and I don't do the crews
So feel free to lose. Feel free to lose

See I remember back in the day back when I was po
Had to fight for the scraps, in big bros clothes
Those shoes had two new holes
Do you believe in a parallel universe? I do
Well, this how it goes. Let em know
Yeah, I had to earn my stripes in hand-me-down Parasuco's
Now that you know a little bit of the past of being too broke
This what I move fo
I don't take this shit here lightly I might be
The best in the city I live in nightly
You right B. Not one nigga like me
I'm One nigga, I was born to be in my prime G
Raised in the concrete jungle got a nigga
Pulling for a colour, but the wrong Blue I see
Aww, you got me fucked up
You thinkin' imma lose what do you not see
All you sloppy rap trash I'm headed for that bag
Y'all carbon copies
No, you're not me. Use caution
I drop these bars for a spot where God be
They're giving them venom but yo I got the antidote
They understand the flow but they're not coping with the rhyme scheme
I been dreaming bout killing shit, Kruger
My lyrical maneuvers' getting past you losers
I figured out the route when I'm in and out the booth cuz
Yall about to witness the great this dude does
So Martin Luther, showstopper too bruh
Don't gotta do much. I just gotta move up
Feel free to lose I'm infinitely winning from
beginning to the ending now I'm kicking my shoes up

Feel free to lose, feel free to lose
I ain't talking bout sharing cause I got shit to prove
I don't fuck with you phonies and I don't do the crews
So feel free to lose. Feel free to lose
Feel free to lose, feel free to lose
I ain't talking bout sharing cause I got shit to prove
I don't fuck with you phonies and I don't do the crews
So feel free to lose. Feel free to lose

Can't quit this shit so back up off of him
Shit get lit any track they offer him
Show no mercy ya flow don't hurt me
Killin this bitch like Jack Kavorkian
Runnin to the finish when they passed the torch to him
Hit this spliff don't have to cough again
Better take a quick sit as it all begins
Bout to make these rappers scared to talk again
I'm in beast mode yeah I got the cheat code
And they all trying to get the answers off of him
Try to beat me be eazy. See we realise
These guys' chances often slim
I ain't never been a man of talking shit
But I always had a plan to walk this trip
Feel free to watch me take off this bitch
And see me go rock it quick
I came in the game to get up in their brain
With a little change and lyrical decency
The competition not be sending anybody hotter than Vizun
How do they get him to concede defeat
I won't I don't even believe in sleep
Eyes open like Yeezy's Jesus piece
Black kings from the past thats leading me
One V-I-Z could be B-I-G
From the mental to the pencil it's this
Potential that you see in me
Flexing on my haters like
Now do you believe in me
Didn't believe in me couldn't see me winning
Now you're seeing me on your TV grinning
Now you gotta deal with that hating decision
I wish you the best for not
Seeing
My
Vizun

Feel free to lose
Cause I got shit to prove

Written by:
Robert Mckinney

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