EXTRA KOOL - Sore Loser lyrics

rate me

Two thousand and eight, Westword's best of Denver,

On June 25th, the Dirty Lab's first contender, they

Played "The Green Green Grass" when they first said

My name, it's just me and seven hopefuls, fingers

Crossed what a shame, and the winner is? not you

Extra Kool, my jaw hit the ground, man I felt like a

Fool, there was shame all over, from the eyes to the

Socks, but I'm Denver's best rapper from the 1600 block,

It's just me and Doctype, cold walking out the Blue Bird

Hands in our pockets like a bunch of sore losers, I was

Kicking rocks all the way to Dom's car, I guess I'll

Never make it big, I guess I'll never be a star...