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Sangtekst: B.O.B.. No Genre. Not Lost.

[Chorus - B.o.B]
Just because I'm losing doesn't mean I'm lost
They gave me nothing but doubt
First they waited, than they hated, than counted me out
Just because I'm losing doesn't mean I'm stuck
They say I lost my way
But first I showed them, than I sold them right in front of they face

[Verse 1 - B.o.B]
Well, this is the world that we live in
One minute you the hero, the next you the villain
We got up in this game just to try to make a living
We hit you with the truth while you watching television
But still, these are the cards that we dealt
They kicked you on the ground when you most need help
Until you dried up and they sit you on the shelf
And then you start to cry because you all by yourself
So just know if you want to wear the belt
The only way to excel is the soul that you sell
So I could care less about the clothes on myself
I'm trying to drive straight on a road made of nails
Yeah, I got to pay the toll if I fail
Or else it'll be another story to tell
I'm getting to the door I can tell
I'm just waiting on the day till the glory prevails

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[Verse 2 - T.I.]
All I know is keep going, shit don't stop
Until the hustle double up to put the click on top
Used to want to have the bricks on lock
Till we went to prison saw we couldn't pick them locks
Easy decision, now a nigga think I lost my touch

Listen if I ain't the realest ever done it I ain't off by much
So please don't wake me up if I'm dreaming
In the fast lane speeding no safety belt
And it's a marathon pace yourself
In this race for wealth, talking shit just a waste of breath
Chasing me like chasing your tail, you'll never catch it
Respect is something you never get if you never had it
I'm looking back and laughing this life of mine
Brought me all the way here form a life of crime
Just a constant reminder that the end all be all
Is the one who knows all sees all
Because

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[Verse 3 - B.o.B]
Yeah, well these are my predictions
I'll be on the Top 40 with a big hit
Travelling the world trying not to get sick
And I'ma get more friends on my friends list
And then after that, I'll be famous
And everyone I know will tell me that I'm changing
And then my cell phone will never stop ringing
And I'll be all over magazine pages
Yeah, and they'll play my songs till they boring
And if I ever do stop touring
They treat me like a foreigner
Don't believe me ask Lauren

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