© 2026 Juro / Underdog Music — "Losing Patience"
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Yeah

I'm losing my patience, I come from the bottom
Emergency room, for the rappers I body
I'm sending you patients, find them in the lobby
Enough is enough, you ain't gang
Ain't banging,
I'm here with Bob Marley
Top of the morning
Praise to the Most High
If you want it, you got it
My mind and my soul and my body
In harmony, oppressors can never rob that from me
Ha
I'm losing my patience, I come from the bottom
Emergency room, for the rappers I body
I'm sending you patients, find them in the lobby
Enough is enough, you ain't gang
Ain't banging,
I'm here with Bob Marley
Top of the morning
Praise to the Most High
If you want it, you got it
My mind and my soul and my body
In harmony, oppressors can never rob that from me
Ha

These rappers don't want it, 
They yapping about numbers
Lacking raps, in fact, they wack, I'm hungry
My bars intact, impact and crack 
ya' lumbar,
Expect the best
I'm from the X, and humble 
From east to west, I represent, the jungle 
I'm Fresh to death, one of the best, nothing less
I'm free and blessed, you need a vest
Maybe double, I'm a rebel
Very subtle, If its trouble
Bet I'm down for the challenge
Way before twenty one I been a savage
I gotta get it, when I do it bet I have it
They don't wanna see you make it
But it happens
Every step I take, I aint going backwards
Jet set bet, blacks lives matter
Got to keep the faith
Chase what you're after
We Embrace the same pain and aim to heal faster

Never mind those
Chasing after clout, 
Entire mind clouded, 
No shadow of a doubt,
They ain't really bout' this
But want to be about it
But some people see no boundary 
Till they leaking like a fountain.

I'm losing my patience, I come from the bottom
Emergency room, for the rappers I body
I'm sending you patients, find them in the lobby
Enough is enough, you ain't gang
Ain't banging,
I'm here with Bob Marley
Top of the morning
Praise to the Most High
If you want it, you got it
My mind and my soul and my body
In harmony, oppressors can never rob that from me
Ha
I'm losing my patience, I come from the bottom
Emergency room, for the rappers I body
I'm sending you patients, find them in the lobby
Enough is enough, you ain't gang
Ain't banging,
I'm here with Bob Marley
Top of the morning
Praise to the Most High
If you want it, you got it
My mind and my soul and my body
In harmony, oppressors can never rob that from me
Ha

Talking that shit, got to back it up
Seen a lot of wannabes acting tough 
I mean be what you want to be
No matter what
But watch out, you cop out
Sell out  in the process
I got this on lock, you mock this get dropped
Laid out in ya' garden, no blocking my shot
I'm out of this world 
And pop you like Marvin the Martian
When I'm on the mic - it's an arson
That's the consequence, I master this
The standard is hammering goals, accomplishments
Expanding your consciousness 
I just be filled with amazement 
Rapping since I was a baby
Born in the boogie down Bronx, I'm a native
Better believe I done made it, 
Because I'm a alive and surviving and living
Forgiven, not living a lie

Never mind those
Chasing after clout, 
Entire mind clouded, 
No shadow of a doubt,
They ain't really bout' this
But want to be about it
But some people see no boundary 
Till they leaking like a fountain.