Can't Think-LL Cool J
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Can't Think - LL Cool J (埃勒·酷)

Written by:Tyrone Fyffe/James Todd Smith

You ever get to the point where you so frustrated

You ready to give up

You ready to end it all

Don't do it dog word up

I don't care if you black white latin asian whatever

We all go through pain

When you can't think use your soul baby

Preliminary discussions is over with the verdict is in

I took the rap throne back

I reigned like krills in eighty-seven

My name is on the map

It feels like a razor down the middle of my back

They slept on my lyrical ability to blow

Gave another ni**a credit for inventin my flow

I'm a child of God witness the risin son

From the cradle to the grave I remain number one

This thing of ours got competition takin red showers

Grievin mothers callin 1-800-Flowers

My repoitoire burn your ashes in the urn

Is it God or money that

Really make the world turn

Grab your gun

Seperate the ones from the real funds

Inhale deep and hold it in your lungs

The streets was requestin some original LL

A soundtrack for niggaz that was raised in

They lookin for a leader

That can guide 'em through the maze

Smoke filled rooms breathin in purple haze

Po' ni**a's on the bricks his whole life

He ain't got nuttin to live for

So f**kin livin right

But if you stay in the rain like hurricane

Gold melts down but it don't fear flames

Toxic lethal psychologically evil

Genocide was committed on the black people

And the ghetto is a trap with glass walls

Should I sell *** be a rap thug or play ball

We end up in the grave anyway

The average cat and LL Cool J

It's a never ending cycle life and death

Until then may my mic stay blessed

To the death

I CAN'T THINK Why do I feel I'm losin my mind

I CAN'T THINK Could it be the ill beats and rhymes

I CAN'T THINK Even though I'm a one of a kind

I CAN'T THINK I want the paper

That's just the bottom line

I CAN'T THINK

Mo' murder every day around the way

I CAN'T THINK I'd rather get paid and parlay

I CAN'T THINK It's all about survival God

"You know the epilogue by James Todd"

Put your life on the line you runnin out of time

The coroner's callin she know she on a ni**a mind

Amongst the dogs real cats is hard to find

Even a ni**a MOMS hate it when he start to shine

Get the money and run dodge the devil and his sons

Spit powerful parables like a sermon has begun

F**k the turntables up leave the DJ awestruck

Attitude is WHAT keep the razor blade tucked

Too much flossin'll get your reputation touched

Too much rappin'll get your big mouth shut

Protect your neck ni**a you'll get it in the gut

You wearin a vest What if you get your throat cut

Sold your soul for a dollar now you havin bad luck

Used to keep a bad b**ch in the crib baggin up

Player here player there ni**a turned you out

But never told you beware

Never told you that black love supposed to be shared

And you never judge a woman by the texture of her hair

Fancy cars and gold teeth G-strings and things

The almighty dollar replace the wedding ring

The Ark of the Covenant was held by a king

I ain't tradin my soul in for skins and chrome rims

I CAN'T THINK Why do I feel I'm losin my mind

I CAN'T THINK Could it be the ill beats and rhymes

I CAN'T THINK Even though I'm a one of a kind

I CAN'T THINK I want the paper that's just the bottom line

I CAN'T THINK Mo' murder every day around the way

I CAN'T THINK I'd rather get paid and parlay

I CAN'T THINK It's all about survival God

"You know the epilogue by James Todd"

Think about it yo think about it

Think about it yo think about it

Think about it yo think about it

Think about it yo think about it

The dawn of a new millenium came to pass

The world revolves around sex or cash

The black man's motto"Kiss my a**"

Shorties in kindergarten are strapped ready to blast

All I ever seen was killers and dopefiends

From FEDS Magazine to the heart of killer Queens

Bronx and Brooklyn and everything up in between

No matter what you always got a Judas on your team

Givin it to the world and I'm tellin it like it is

Tossin lyrical daggers and sendin em in your wig

Know where the body's buried I ain't sayin where it is

Raised inside the ghetto but damnit I WANNA LIVE

The legendary master of lyrical combat

But ain't no competition ain't nobody to go at

So I'ma take the time and spit a universal verse

Hit the streets with a blessin and erase the curse

I CAN'T THINK Why do I feel I'm losin my mind

I CAN'T THINK Could it be the ill beats and rhymes

I CAN'T THINK Even though I'm a one of a kind

I CAN'T THINK I want the paper that's just the bottom line

I CAN'T THINK Mo' murder every day around the way

I CAN'T THINK I'd rather get paid and parlay

I CAN'T THINK It's all about survival God

"You know the epilogue by James Todd"

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