You Can't Win - T-Bone

I’m so dope I’m impressing myself 
Challenging rappers of my status dogg is bad for your health 
It’s like swallowing rat poison straight of the shelf 
Or slitting your wrist then changing ya mind 
But ain’t no one around to help, dudes hear spit they like holy Toledo 
Cuz when it comes to this rapping, I’m the one like Neo 
I’m Jackie Chan, bet a hundred grand I could take out five of ya man’s with one wave of my hand 
Your whole caravan get smacked right in front of ya fans 
I’ll have screaming “No Mas” like Roberto Duran holla 
They call me Boney Soprano, Young Luchiano, Bone Guevara 
Raps Sammy the bull Gervano, I’m sick wit tha flow 
Lyrical tactics and back flips, spitting ridiculous mathematics 
Like it’s gymnastics, when I die, be sure to place in my mic in my casket 
And tell the world that I was fantastic, and that’s it! 

Chino XL (Lyrics Unavailable) 

Chorus 
Yall can’t win, against us 
If you try, we will bust 
You should know, we’re the truth 
You can’t do, what we do, oh 

Opposing me could be detrimental like a skinhead wit a confederate flag 
Walking through south central, it’s suicidal like Kirk Cobain 
Trapped in a thunder storm using God’s name in vain, ouch! 
Yall ain’t really ready to riot wit me, I’m the Rocky of rap retiring rappers like Jay-Z 
The Ronald Reagan of rapping yo that’s me 
I been rocking and running this rap game, Chino…