- LL Cool J Can't Think 歌詞
- LL Cool J
- You ever get to the point where you so frustrated
You ready to give up?
You ready to end it all?
Dont do it dog, word up
I dont care if you
Black, White,
Latin, Asian, whatever
We all go through pain
When you cant 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 nigga credit for inventin my flow
Im 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 repertoire burn your ashes in the urn
Is it God or money that really make the world turn?
Grab your gun, separate the ones from the real funds
Inhale deep and hold it in your lungs
The streets was requestin some original
LLA soundtrack for niggaz that was raised in [Incomprehensible]
They lookin for a leader that can guide em through the maze
Smoke filled rooms, breathin in purple haze
Niggas on the bricks his whole life
He aint got nuttin to live for, so fuck livin right
But if you stay in the rain like hurricane
Gold melts down but it dont 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 drugs, be a rap thug, or play ball?
We end up in the grave anyway
The average cat and
LL Cool JIts a never ending cycle, life and death
Until then may my mic stay blessed, to the death
I cant think!
Why do I feel
Im losin my mind?
I cant think!
Could it be the ill beats and rhymes?
I cant think!
Even though
Im a one of a kind
I cant think!
I want the paper, thats just the bottom line
I cant think!
Mo murder every day around the way
I cant think!
Id rather get paid and parlay
I cant think!
Its all about survival
God'You know the epilogue by James Todd'
Put your life on the line, you runnin out of time
The coroners callin, she know she on a nigga mind
Amongst the dogs, real cats is hard to find
Even a nigga 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
Fuck the turntables up, leave the
DJ awestruck
Attitude is what, keep the razor blade tucked
Too much flossinll get your reputation touched
Too much rappinll get your big mouth shut
Protect your neck nigga, youll 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 bitch in the crib baggin up
Player here, player there, nigga 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 aint tradin my soul in for skins and chrome rims
I cant think!
Why do I feel
Im losin my mind?
I cant think!
Could it be the ill beats and rhymes?
I cant think!
Even though
Im a one of a kind
I cant think!
I want the paper, thats just the bottom line
I cant think!
Mo murder every day around the way
I cant think!
Id rather get paid and parlay
I cant think!
Its 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 millennium, came to pass
The world revolves around sex or cash
The Black mans motto, 'Kiss my ass!'
Shorties in kindergarten are strapped, ready to blast
All I ever seen was killers and dope fiends
From Feds magazine to the heart of killer
QueensBronx and
Brooklyn and everything up in between
No matter what, you always got a
Judas on your team
Givin it to the world and
Im tellin it like it is
Tossin lyrical daggers and sendin em in your wig
Know where the bodys buried,
I ain't sayin where it is
Raised inside the ghetto, but damn it
I wanna live
The legendary master of lyrical combat
But aint no competition, aint nobody to go at
So Ima take the time and spit a universal verse
Hit the streets with a blessin and erase the curse
I cant think!
Why do I feel
Im losin my mind?
I cant think!
Could it be the ill beats and rhymes?
I cant think!
Even though
Im a one of a kind
I cant think!
I want the paper, thats just the bottom line
I cant think!
Mo murder every day around the way
I cant think!
Id rather get paid and parlay
I cant think!
Its all about survival
God'You know the epilogue by James Todd'
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