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Losers Lyrics - Artist : JJ Demon
Your little move didn't move us
Your little move didn't move us

Hey (Hey), you (You)
You in the tie and the suit (Suit)
Hey (Hey), you (You)
We will be taking your loot (Yup)
Hey (Hey), you (You)
Your little move didn't move us
We're not the shakers and movers
We're who you wanted to lose (Lose)
Hey (Hey), you (You)
You in the tie and the suit (You)
Hey (Hey), you (You)
We will be taking your loot (Yup)
Hey (Hey), you (You)
Your little move didn't move us (No)
We're not the shakers and movers
We're who you wanted to lose

Listen, we lived a lot ain't a lot of us livin'
They been on my top since I got outta prison
I give 'em a piece of my mind with this nine
And I bestow upon 'em my knowledge and wisdom
Blick on an oppy don't stop me, I'm groovin'
You saw the cutter and stuttered like Ruben
We are the other, the salt in the cut
Every word that you utter is utterly stupid
You get your news from the corporate cable
Billionaire budget to butter your bagel
Lie and deceive and mislead and finagle
Pointing their finger and blaming your neighbor

Hmm, no
I stay with the hammer they call me the sickle
Hmm, yeah
I'll go back to the slammer to talk about issues

Hey (Hey), you (You)
You in the tie and the suit (Suit)
Hey (Hey), you (You)
We will be taking your loot (Yup)
Hey (Hey), you (You)
Your little move didn't move us
We're not the shakers and movers
We're who you wanted to lose (Lose)
Hey (Hey), you (You)
You in the tie and the suit (You)
Hey (Hey), you (You)
We will be taking your loot (Yup)
Hey (Hey), you (You)
Your little move didn't move us
We're not the shakers and movers
We're who you wanted to lose

We're who you wanted to lose
Every day paying our goverment dues
Democrats lose, republicans win
Democrats win, republicans lose
No matter what every year it gets worse
Honestly, what do you want us to do?
'Cause minimum wage is a criminal wage
And we been at this stage since "Buckle my shoe"
Straight up and down they will call me bipolar
I try to be happy with nil
Take care of my family with the understanding
There's always the weed and the pills
Straight up and down proletariat soldier
I made it up out of the dirt
Couldn't pull myself up with the strap of my boot
But a strap in my boot outta work
More robberies, more B

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