The LOSER ep

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This cult-classic (they're words, not mines!) is actually 1 song broke into 8 parts (think...idk...Star Wars).

I love the message behind ep, which asks a simple question: "They're cool, but who says they are? Do we just accept it? What if we were to challenge it?"

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released September 17, 2012

All songs written, produced, mixed, mastered, played, performed by Juwols Jones

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Juwols NWA Durham, North Carolina

Juwols NWA was no stranger to the art of music. Able to read & write music by the age of 4, Music was always just something he did naturally. As a Producer, Rapper/Singer/Multi-Instrumentalist, And Sound Engineer, Juwols tries to bring a new level of musicality to the Hip-Hop world via his distinct sound and "normal-working-class-guy" message...

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Track Name: part I: Welcome
Its Mr. Flyer than a soul plane, Y'all squarer than Door Frames
King of the Hill, but nah, I aint never sold propane
Man this is that "Oh Mayne", Nirvana, Kurt Cobain
You got the top? Well give it Here (hair), ROGAINE

Hitting that LaLa, word to Carmelo
The outside Peanut Butter, Inside (YELLOW!)

Yea, yall niggas love actin like a nigga frontin
You got it all backwards, Benjamin Button
Cause I Will, like the first name of Jada's husband
Sling bullets everywhere word to Jay Cutler
I run the underground, Harriet Tubman
And I be dumb High, Climax, Usher

They label me an effin LOSER
But I'll forever be a Giant like Amani Toomer

yea


And I'm a Monster...Cloverfield
You should thank me for even being here

YOU'RE ALL WELCOME
YOU'RE ALL WELCOME
YOU'RE ALL WELCOME
YOU'RE ALL WELCOME
Track Name: part II: Troy Aikman
Last Time I Checked
Money Ruled the world...But I had next

So Disrespect
I'ma make You pay like I called collect

So hold your breath
Amelia Eardhart, boy I'm fly to death!
So hold your breath
Amelia Eardhart, boy I'm fly to death!

So get green like your home team's the Jets
And throw it up like your stomach was upset
Let 'em hate, Man they not a threat
Take these haters out like an effin Tape cassette eject
and when I wake up I just roll-up...
and when I wake up I just pour up....
Man they softer than some soap suds
Keep a hammer on me, Sears....Roebuck

The minute I wake up I gotta get high
The minute I re-up I gotta get fly
Your whole crew is garbage and you're the zip-tie
And your girl is retweeting my whole timeline

I think these hoes want me for my paper
I think these hoes want me for my paper
I think these hoes want me for my paper
eh....But I think I'll pass, word to Troy Aikman (whoo)

Like see you later
It's like I'm going back to school how I get the paper
She a sideline hoe, she a commentator
But you gone have to pay her if you do Accomondate her
To you that's so new, you aint kno they made em
But to me, it's so old it need a caretaker
chevy look like if Darth vader was to join the Raiders
Rims under me, so 24's my Denominator
You know what
For the bread I go little ham, that's a cold cut
Look em in the eye, Like I dont know breh
Wish a nigga would (wood) like tha back of a Lowe's breh
and when I wake up I just roll-up
and when I wake up I just pour up
We hustle so we can get by
So the minute you shut up breh, I'ma get mines

The minute I wake up I gotta get high
The minute I re-up I gotta get fly
Your whole crew is garbage and you're the zip-tie
And your girl is retweeting my whole timeline

I think these hoes want me for my paper
I think these hoes want me for my paper
I think these hoes want me for my paper
eh....But I think I'll pass, word to Troy Aikman (whoo)
Track Name: part III: Viagra For The Weak
Damn right they got it
Damn right they got it
Your girl aint lending me money
But damn right she spot him

She split my pole like bad luck man
word to Drizzy this no Lie
Breh, I be countin them racks up
Like 1,2,3,4,5
I get to 10
My last name should be Banks like Fresh Prince and them
My pockets Uncle Phil, y'all pussy like Aunt Vivian
Y'all nggas faker than the nostrils up on Lil Kim
I swear to God hoe,
That shit Cray
I ball so hard, trick, I deserve a hiesman
That shit Cray
Running from the law, but my shirts Obey
Got that drink up in my cup like Fuck Kirko Banz, mayne
She a Bad Bitch, like, Whateve Lupe
I'm making Hot Stops, while bumping Coldplay
Red Dot you forehead lika a girl in Bombay
I'ma needle in a Haystack, Lets Crochet!
Like fuckin' blow me
and we got syrup everywhere, it's a fuckin' Shoneys
on top of cheese like greas on pepperoni
If I ball, then I'm Jordan and you Luc Longley

(whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
You Go Hard
(whoa, whoa, whoa, whao, whao)
They Go Harder
(whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
We Go The Hardest
(they feeling some type of way, we got Viagra for the Weak)

(whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
You Go Hard
(whoa, whoa, whoa, whao, whao)
They Go Harder
(whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
We Go The Hardest
(they feeling some type of way, we got Viagra for the Weak)

Must dont understand me
These lames be having me weak, like the knees on Marcus Camby
Stop rapping, join the army, that's all that you can be
'Casue your career is looking Grim, Ask Billy and Mandy
In my apartment getting stoned like my first name is Angie
We the money team, word to the borther of Brandy
And you be acting like it's cool, oh it's fine, yea it's dandy
but you aint ballin, you a fake Micheal Olowakandi
All up in my face like blah, blah, blah, blah
Get a 5 finger discount, cak, cak, cak, cak
Pull that thing out brdat, bdrat, bdrat, bdrat
Leave you on the ground Flat, flat
Cause I rather just run up with the 4-4
Than to let this Drag On like Komodos
And I aint even in the violence, but yo
Bet your body get tagged, like a FaceBook Photo
Callin Han Solo
I'm flyer than a mug right now
and I aint never seen a mug fly, but I aint never lied
bitch I higher than mug right now
And I aint ever ever coming down, breh, I aint never lied
breh, breh, breh, breh,
Man holla at me I got what you need...
oh you aint strong enough? well this Viagra for the Weak

(whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
You Go Hard
(whoa, whoa, whoa, whao, whao)
They Go Harder
(whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
We Go The Hardest
(they feeling some type of way, we got Viagra for the Weak)

(whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
You Go Hard
(whoa, whoa, whoa, whao, whao)
They Go Harder
(whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
We Go The Hardest
(they feeling some type of way, we got Viagra for the Weak)
Track Name: part IV: Errthang
Shawty Letting Go breh, on Errthang
Shwaty dip it low, touch her toes breh, and Errthang
and I'm throwing Bands, 10, 20's Errthang
Ask me what I'm on...ha! I be like ERRTHANG

Errthang?

(verse 1)
Errthang, buddy I'm on Errthang
Syrup, Percs, Grandpoppa Purp, Bruh, and Errthang
Walk around the whole club like I'm pissed at Errthang
So start some ish and it's curtains, that's word to Vera Wang
Bought Chevy cash, almost cost me Errthang
all red errthang, Maryland Terrapins
Weezy in the tape deck, turned up and Errthang
But the bass so loud, i can't even hear Wayne
yo i'm all about the money, rack, Errthang
Fly Kicks, Tats, Snapbacks, Errthang
Your main squeeze in my room high on Errthang
And she talkin bout poppin pills breh on Errthang
ugh

So now I'm finna make it rain, better check out your doppler
She a Twilight fan,so how she can't tell I'ma Monster
She tap my wood like on Bambi, that rabbit named Thumper
She the Baddest Girl in the Club, she Natalie Nunns em

(Hook)
Shawty Letting Go breh, on Errthang
Shwaty dip it low, touch her toes breh, and Errthang
and I'm throwing Bands, 10, 20's Errthang
Ask me what I'm on...ha! I be like ERRTHANG

Errthang?

Errthang, Buddy I'm on Errrthang
Syrup, Percs, Grandpoppa Purp, bruh, Errthang
I be like, Errthang, Buddy I'm on Errthang
Ask me what I'm on, I be like Errthang

(verse 2)
Ayo, I'm swaggged up, Fresh, Geetchi, Errthang
Flyer than the logo that be on an Aeroplane
I'ma buy the whole damn bar out and Errthang
Hoope you like Bottled water, cause they out of Errthang
I be with my Crew, With my Crew, dog and Errthang
It's Brithday candles on that Cake,I'm Blowing Errthang, on Errthang
If you feeling froggy word to Kermit Thee
Man, fuck Security, I shutting down Errthang

(Errthang?)

Errthang, Shawty wanna Marry me
It's money over b...nah, Money over Errthang
Errbody say it, Money Errthang
and I aint never told no lie, breh on Errthang....ugh

Yea, So go 'head, mix the soda with gin
and toast to tonight, now put your drinks on the coaster again
Do it Twice, and tell Drizzy, never say YOLO again,
Yea...Waiting on shawty to go low again

(Hook)
Shawty Letting Go breh, on Errthang
Shwaty dip it low, touch her toes breh, and Errthang
and I'm throwing Bands, 10, 20's Errthang
Ask me what I'm on...ha! I be like ERRTHANG

Errthang?

Errthang, Buddy I'm on Errrthang
Syrup, Percs, Grandpoppa Purp, bruh, Errthang
I be like, Errthang, Buddy I'm on Errthang
Ask me what I'm on....................

(verse 3)
1's up if you getting money
2's up 'f you keep that shit 100
3's up so your haters see you
they prolly got they 3's up 'cause they wanna be you
So fellas if you feeling right say (hoooo)
Ladies show em how it's done say (hoooo)
Cash rules Errthang
Bands on my fingers, no Wedding Rings
Chips I'ma human bag of Frito Lays
Cheese like oops forgot it's picture day
Aint no way then we make a way,
Cause these trill bitches they getting paid
Real niggas we getting paid
So me fake that's nann day
And I aint never been a sucka nigga nann day
No I aint never been a sucka nigga nann day
Yeezy taught me, get paid or get laid
Just know when you gettin one the other one's getting away, hey

(Hook)
Shawty Letting Go breh, on Errthang
Shwaty dip it low, touch her toes breh, and Errthang
and I'm throwing Bands, 10, 20's Errthang
Ask me what I'm on...ha! I be like ERRTHANG

Errthang?

Errthang, Buddy I'm on Errrthang
Syrup, Percs, Grandpoppa Purp, bruh, Errthang
I be like, Errthang, Buddy I'm on Errthang
Ask me what I'm on, I be like Errthang
Track Name: part V: Mission Complete
Yea Buddy!

(verse 1)
Swagged up
Tore Down
Dont mean to Cuss
But I dont fuck around
With a fake nigga
Or a fake bitch
no sir you got the wrong one
Incorrect
Sitting Straight
Chevy sitting ackward
I'm getting Cake
Thank you Betty Crocker
Hey new Hater
Its M.O.B.
Fuck bitches, get money
Mission Complete

(Hook)
No Tints on my window buddy
Want you to see me in it
No tints on my window buddy
You know I'm in it
Tell that hoe stop stressing buddy
It's M.O.B.
Fuck Bitches, Get Money
Mission Complete

(verse 2)
I pour it up
I blow it down
I pick her up
I put it down
Them Jordans came up out the closet
Frank Ocean
Burger King's roof
Oh, you know we smoking
Sitting straight
My chevy's doing fine
Getting cake
Like who i sDuncan hines
When it comes to gettiting paper
Its M.O.B.
Fuck Bitches, Get money
Mission Complete

(Hook)
No Tints on my window buddy
Want you to see me in it
No tints on my window buddy
You know I'm in it
Tell that hoe stop stressing buddy
It's M.O.B.
Fuck Bitches, Get Money
Mission Complete

No Tints on my window buddy
Want you to see me in it
No tints on my window buddy
You know I'm in it
So, Tell that hoe stop stressing buddy
Tell that hoe stop stressing buddy
yea
yea
yea
Track Name: part VI: Umbrella
And she told herself stop stressing (Ahem) Yea

(verse 1)
And she told herself stop stressin'
Cause she gone have some money leftover from the financial aid she'll get for this semester
But damn that never happened
She should've known better
If it aint one thing, shawty it's another
and her Bills keep coming
Damn they keep on coming
She popped her last pill
Damn she need more money
So she started working out, Dancing always was her hobby
and she asked her freind from math class, "Who's the King of Diamonds?"

Alright
She dont wanna be broke no more (neither do we all)
Guess that's why tonight
She's going Hammer up and down that pole
Lord I hope you ready

(Hook)
Climb that pole then drop it
Sit that Kitty on my pockets
Give me a good reason to Throw these dollars at you mommy

Man, I hope you brought you an Umbrella, Brought you an Ummbrella
Cause I'ma make it rain on Cinderella

Man the way she work that pole she a stripper pole pro
She a stripper pole pro
Ask my Cuz and them

Man, I hope you brought you an Umbrella, Brought you an Umbrella
Cause I'ma make it rain on Cinderella

(verse 2)
Now we both sitting in this V.I.P. section of some Strip club in Miami
Damn I love Miami
She kissing on my neck, She'll do more for the cheddar
Forgot her stripper name, I just called her Cinderella
Cause she was scrubbin floors, Dealing with her nigga
But by 12 she'll have enough to go get her some glass slippers
I can't save ya, but you can save yourself
all you need is Jerry Rice hands when I throw this money in the

Air
You aint got to work nomore
Cause I'm here
So go hammer up and down that pole

I dont think they ready

(Hook)
Climb that pole then drop it
Sit that Kitty on my pockets
Give me a good reason to Throw these dollars at you mommy

Man, I hope you brought you an Umbrella, Brought you an Ummbrella
Cause I'ma make it rain on Cinderella

Man the way she work that pole she a stripper pole pro
She a stripper pole pro
Ask my Cuz and them

Man, I hope you brought you an Umbrella, Brought you an Umbrella
Cause I'ma make it rain on Cinderella

Climb that pole then drop it
Sit that Kitty on my pockets
Give me a good reason to Throw these dollars at you mommy

Man, I hope you brought you an Umbrella, Brought you an Ummbrella
Cause I'ma make it rain on Cinderella

(ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh)

Man, I hope you brought you an Umbrella, Brought you an Umbrella
Cause I'ma make it rain on Cinderella

Still dreaming Cinderella
Still dreaming Cinderella
Still dreaming Cinderella
Track Name: part VII: Dreamin'
(Verse 1)
Writing in my Rhyme book, the words pass the margins
But yet they stay evenly spaced, My lead breaks
Watching my thoughts become trapped between blue lines
they can't escape until they hit the pores of the mic
Writing 'bout dreams of gettin cream, Driving fly cars
A nice big crib, a nice thick broad
My single climbing the top of billboard charts
A couple stock brokers that was K-mart Smart, yea
I had dream from dropping keys on the block man
to hitting that winning jumpshot in the Garden
Every nigga in the hood got dreams
But the dream life is only if your cream's right, so we make ends meet
I dream of sold out arenas, the right promotion,
one hot beat, a hot 16, to raise my city up
then giving it all to my unborn son
the war to be a rap legend, has just begun
I guess.....

(verse 2)
its kind of funny how the same people, That say you'll never make it,
Never Made It.
A flower grows out the concrete
They reaching for weed killer to spray it
Never let you dream always trying to wake you
And everytime you upgrade, they downplay you
think outside of a box, they grab clippers and try to fade ya
But I just keep my head high like a Rasta
Keep my head up, it's good posture
Now I can let these dreamkillers kill my self-esteem
or use my arrogance as the steam, to power my dreams
cause everytime a millionaires on my TV screen
I just think to myself, quietly, why not me
I want Benz, I want friends
I want girls, some Jordan 10's
I want to buy my momma a house, and with my leftover money
Give it to her to buy her momma a house....why not
I guess....

(verse 3)
Head rto the sky, Feet on the ground
so high I can fall into the sky, and land in a cloud
and drown...
Man my uncle dead, i wish he could see me now
Sometimes I dream and pretend I'm world renowned
Perform in front of 50 people, I just pretend that it's 50 thou'
Sleeping in my car just pretend that this shit's a house
And dream about the day when I figure how to get out
'Cause then I'm gone, Day Dreaming
I work hard, They're Dreaming
They take days off, Day Dreaming
And to the kids, Keep Dreaming
Man, we all can't be rappers and ballers
but you know who's making the real money, Doctors and Lawyers
You can do, anything, that you wanna do
Ask Freddy Kruger, man dreams come true
I guess...
Track Name: part VII: Loser
Boppers see me Swangin', Like a fist
But dey callin me a Loser cause my vogues but yay big
That candy paint but yay wet, so them hoes don't get but yay wet
Callin me a Loser, Knockin Walls

(Lose)
A cup full of that lean, Liver full of Codiene
Lungs full of that chief, Pockets full of that green
These chicks on molly, dont know what it is,
But bet you know what it mean
My cooaches cut me from balling, told me I was too shitty
Now it's Four Seasons, I'm balling,
Bet they school board checks is still shitty
These bitches callin me Bummy, My parents couldn't afford Coogi
Everybody can't win, cause then who would be the losers
(Lose)

That's why I'm barely cruising past 4
I'm a Loser, what more can I ask for
40 ounce of liquor, pass yours
Kanye West, playing fast forward
But nigga all I ever hear is

(HOOK)
You would think these niggas know me when they really doesnt
Like They was down with the old me, know you fucking Wasn't
you're such a fucking loser
You're such a fucking, what, nuthin...ugh
SuperBad chicks giving me McLovin'
you would think I ran the world like Michelle's husband
You're such a fuckin Loser
You're such a fuckin Loser

Boppers see me Swangin', Like a fist
But dey callin me a Loser cause my vogues but yay big
That candy paint but yay wet, so them hoes don't get but yay wet
Callin me a Loser, Knockin Walls

Got blackk diamond's all in that chain
Tats all in my face
Ears gauged, Im on
Hands all on that cake
Call me what you want
But never call me fake
Slab bossin with the top off like Girls Gone Wild on Spring Break
If you losing, do it in style, losers wanna be down with my team
Can't spell Trill without I, But ain't no U in My Team
Got my mind all on tht paper, Remember Curtis was flossing
Remember living in Trailer, Remember niggas was starving

That's why I'm barely cruising past 4
I'm a Loser, what more can I ask for
40 ounce of liquor, pass yours
Kanye West, playing fast forward
But nigga all I ever hear is

(HOOK)
You would think these niggas know me when they really doesnt
Like They was down with the old me, know you fucking Wasn't
you're such a fucking loser
You're such a fucking, what, nuthin...ugh
SuperBad chicks giving me McLovin'
you would think I ran the world like Michelle's husband
You're such a fuckin Loser
You're such a fuckin Loser