Chris Trevett - That's When Ya Lost lyrics

[Verse 1: Tajai] Yo, I find it fun to smash emcees into fine bits I'm goin' to get my just desserts for all the kids I must've hurt.. I trust that courtesy when dealing with folks is too much for the asking Cool: I got the sk** crafted tools Ma**ive fools at my work bench and I'm wrenchin' mics from they grasp 'n' That's how it has been The drill's this: I k** swift I feels I better slay or, hey My tape measures greater So now I'm askin' dips if they saw me and they was available Would they want me to nail'em all? Be through, screw, drive her crazy; nut and bolt, lively Put on your high beams [Verse 2: Phesto] I proliferate a quicker fate on n***as, vigorous” Figure I kick stunts; I punch twice that n***a that's dissin' at me Attach'em to bats, latchin', and matchin' my cataclysm I give'em a schism, I stroke to croak her, I broke her Chokin' up on my syntax, as I bend backs by im-impacts Then I give a concusssion in your nuts when I'm bustin' Heads, dead with my lead graff I cloth thee, I swing off-beat, off the Cerebellum, swellin' membranes Ten brains couldn't parallel this I'm carouselling kids while they wallow and swallow hollow tips You follow and slippin' -I'm rippin' mics nice twice like dicin' kids in fractions Yo, figure, I tax men [Interlude/Hook: Pep Love] Steppin' to Casual (That's when ya lost) What about Domino? (That's when ya lost) But if you step to Snupe (That's when ya lost) Steppin' to A+... (That's when ya lost) If you play the Tajai (That's when ya lost) Man, steppin' to Opio (That's when ya lost) Seppin' to Phesto (That's when ya lost) f** with Toure' (That's when ya lost) [Verse 3: A-Plus] Yo, I'm willin' to bet, you're willin' to sweat But illing'll get you - bruised, I k** and I step to crews And abuse two's and three's, who's the g that hoes know me Me & Hiero, I know, I'm fly, bro So why flow if you're not invigorating? I know where you live; There at your crib, I got n***as waitin' I figure raping is crime, see I take my time B, and now your G is my G Now I'm gonna show you how the west coast smacks kids Yo, I'm rhyming swell, so the hell with a wack dis Generalizing, dissing before you've ever seen this So you can get the middle (What middle?) The penis [Verse 4: Opio] Never the match the miraculous tactics I smack tricks, the wax is at your wack b**h I crack bricks over dicks Who can't come, I leave'm broke and dumb Def, and plus I'm causin' cardiac arrest, you need some rest Check, as I'm chiselin' riddles in your memory Remember me? I hacked your body to pieces disa**embling your flows You bros started trembling from shock and trauma I'm gonna, end lives when I bomb a Babbling dislexic, I make'em exit This lifetime, I wake up words, I excite rhymes I'm enthusin' when I'm bruisin' Hoes take off their shoes when I abuse men Your losin' [Outro/Hook: Pep Love] If you slept on Del (That's when ya lost) Steppin' to Pep love (That's when ya lost) f**in' around with J-Biz (That's when ya lost) Step to Mike G (That's when ya lost) Smoke on that crack rock (That's when ya lost) The Souls of Mischief (That's when ya lost) When you don't know where your goin' (That's when ya lost) When you don't win! (That's when ya lost) f**in' around with Hieroglyphics (That's when ya lost) If you f** with the Shamen (That's when ya lost)