You Can't Win - Chino XL

IЂ™m so dope IЂ™m impressing myself

Challenging rappers of my status dogg is bad for your health

ItЂ™s like swallowing rat poison straight of the shelf

Or slitting your wrist then changing ya mind

But ainЂ™t no one around to help, dudes hear spit they like holy Toledo

Cuz when it comes to this rapping, IЂ™m the one like Neo

IЂ™m Jackie Chan, bet a hundred grand I could take out five of ya manЂ™s with

one wave of my hand

Your whole caravan get smacked right in front of ya fans

IЂ™ll have screaming ЂњNo MasЂќ like Roberto Duran holla

They call me Boney Soprano, Young Luchiano, Bone Guevara

Raps Sammy the bull Gervano, IЂ™m sick wit tha flow

Lyrical tactics and back flips, spitting ridiculous mathematics

Like itЂ™s gymnastics, when I die, be sure to place in my mic in my casket

And tell the world that I was fantastic, and thatЂ™s it!

Chino XL (Lyrics Unavailable)

Yall canЂ™t win, against us

If you try, we will bust

You should know, weЂ™re the truth

You canЂ™t do, what we do, oh

Opposing me could be detrimental like a skinhead wit a confederate flag

Walking through south central, itЂ™s suicidal like Kirk Cobain

Trapped in a thunder storm using GodЂ™s name in vain, ouch!

Yall ainЂ™t really ready to riot wit me, IЂ™m the Rocky of rap retiring rappers

like Jay-Z

The Ronald Reagan of rapping yo thatЂ™s me

I been rocking and running this rap game, ChinoЂ¦