Beautiful Loser - Awon

Sick Lunatic with the rhyme skills

Some say I rhyme ill

Nah I’m just taking them sick

Rhyme pills

Flow cocky like my nines filled

Rather my minds filled

Cause I won’t give you another

Crime spill

Fashionista etcetera

Awon a predator

Easy job for any rap editor

Discuss this with my publicist

2020 rugged shit

Real heads can really fuck with this

But deep inside I’m a loser

Chronic abuser cruiser

A dreamer who really moves ya

A hopeless romantic always in panic

Niggas don’t understand it

Like Jermaine and Janet

Damn it

I’m on the verge of losing

My whole world

My car my job

Most importantly

My girl

Now I’m drinking and thinking

On how my ships sinking

And how my shit stinking

But to you I’m still bringing

This beautiful

Beautiful Loser

Chronic Abuser

One who writes those songs

That really move ya

One who won’t get paid off my music

My pain makes you feel good

Don’t confuse it

Beautiful Loser

Chronic Abuser

One who writes those songs

That really move ya

One who won’t get paid off my music

My pain makes you feel good

Don’t confuse it

By the way my name is Awon

And I believe flow is art

I’m the nigga who got the animals

On Noah’s arc

It’s an analogy

Understand life us grabbing me

To live fatal finalities

And be a casualty

To love and drugs

I’m the illest who never made it

Broke but educated

Critics will celebrate it

To this I’m dedicated

Inebriated and still

I’m young dazed and confused

And niggas still think I’m ill

Besides spit tight

I really can’t do shit right

Sneakers and clothes are my kryptonite

My mistakes in life give you insight

To go for yours

I’ve been scared by vocal wars that’s killing my vocal cords

It’s suicide I commit everyday

And if you we’re I

You could attest to the fact

Its not wack the rap Raful

To the pioneers I’m grateful

For bitter sweet memories

Along with my Hennessy

It’s something wrong

When love ones become enemies

I focus my energy

Into the pen before me to tell the story Of young love and what losses do to you

And to you my pain is beautiful

Beautiful Loser

Chronic Abuser

One who writes those songs

That really move ya

One who won’t get paid off my music

My pain makes you feel good

Don’t confuse it

Beautiful Loser

Chronic Abuser

One who writes those songs

That really move ya

One who won’t get paid off my music

My pain makes you feel good

Don’t confuse it