Toby Priest - Losin' It lyrics

[Verse 1: Toby Priest] Yo when I come around I get noggins noddin' up and down So tell the famous line it up so I can gun it down And I been practicin' my f**in' sound I got a whole lot to show ya so you better stay the f** around It's Lil' Toby with the fire spit Heard about a strain, my brother said that I should try a bit But I just had to buy a tire... sh** Would you please just let me know if you know any places hirin'? Cla** time, get off your a** I'm Used to burnin' buildings just to pa** time And I been known to pack rhymes like I pack dimes Doomsday, hardbody verses and I crack spines Think I'm losin' it, losin' it Throw me a beat, I'll show ya what to do with it You scheme a lot, but never actually do the sh** It's Toby Murphy and I'm taking you to school again I think I'm losin' it [Hook: Toby Priest] Everybody wow'd when I spit Til I start to talk down on a b**h (I think I'm losin' it) Play this sh** loud in the street Who the f** down with the Priest? (I think I'm losin' it) I go insane when I rap Make this sh** bang in the trap Wanna get paid, but you wack I ain't seein' what you doin' b**h! Call the f**in' hospital, I'm losin' it [Verse 2: Toby Priest] How many sins should I commit til I'll be dead soon? Your lil brother plays my sh** up in his bedroom And you will be forgetting what I said soon I put some sh** into your drink, now you'll be dead too! Yo I'm really making moves out here You don't recognize the hook I never used out here Come down for Mardi Gras and get some booze out here Act a fool homie, you gon' see some b**bs out here! I'm so unstable when I'm mixin' it You should see the faces I be makin' when you listenin' You can't escape, this ain't a place that you go missin' in Toby spit away the ways to make you slit your wrists again And now I think you losin' it, losin' it You got f**ed up after school again The Priest is not the one you should be foolin' with What can I say? I'm just as wasted, I'm a hooligan I think I'm losin' it [Hook] I make the bedrock, headshot, posted up at said spot Lookin' for that red dot, aim it at my head, watch Me catch that bullet in my teeth and spit it back in ten shots Yup, I'm from the motherf**in' parish, so you know what it is b**h Whitey on the mic-y and I'm givin' you the business I am like, the coolest sh** that you have ever witnessed And I'll be sleeping til this f**in cla** is dismissed (Um, what are we even doing?) You want your mind controlled, b**h? Just stir up this potion while I light this whole spliff And roll the windows down, I don't mind the cold b**h we 'bout to be so f**in' high we wanna fry our own skin I think we losin' it, losin' it And I don't ever wanna f** with you again You softer than that cradle that you snoozin' in Every motherf**in' beat I get I ruin it Think I'm losin' it [Hook]