Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Think

You ever get to the where you so frustrated
You ready to up? You ready to end it all?
Don't do it dog, up
I care if you Black, White, Latin, Asian, whatever
We all go pain
When you can't think use your soul,

Preliminary is over with, the verdict is in
I took the rap back
I like krills in eighty-seven, my name is on the map
It feels like a razor down the middle of my

They slept on my ability to blow
Gave another nigga credit for my flow
I'm a child of God, the risin' son
the cradle to the grave, I remain number one

This thing of ours, got takin' red showers
Grievin' callin 1-800-flowers
My repertoire burn your in the urn
Is it God or money that really make the world

Grab your gun, the ones from the real funds
Inhale deep and hold it in your
The streets was requestin' original LL
A for niggaz that was raised in [Incomprehensible]

They lookin' for a leader that can guide 'em the maze
Smoke filled rooms, in purple haze
on the bricks his whole life
He ain't got nuttin' to live for, so fuck livin'

But if you in the rain like hurricane
melts down but it don't fear flames
Toxic, lethal, evil
Genocide was on the Black people

And the ghetto is a trap glass walls
I sell drugs, be a rap thug, or play ball?
We end up in the grave
The cat and LL Cool J
It's a never ending cycle, life and
Until then may my mic blessed, to the death

I can't think! Why do I feel I'm losin' my
I can't think! Could it be the ill and rhymes?
I think! Even though I'm a one of a kind
I think! I want the paper, that's just the bottom line
I can't think! Mo' murder day around the way
I can't think! I'd rather get and parlay
I can't think! It's all survival God
"You know the by James Todd"

Put your life on the line, you runnin' out of
The callin', she know she on a nigga mind
Amongst the dogs, real is hard to find
Even a nigga moms hate it when he to shine

Get the money and run, the devil and his sons
Spit powerful parables like a has begun
Fuck the turntables up, leave the DJ
Attitude is what, keep the blade tucked

Too much flossin'll get your reputation
Too much rappin'll get your big shut
Protect your nigga, you'll get it in the gut
You wearin' a vest? What if you get throat cut

your soul for a dollar, now you havin' bad luck
Used to keep a bad bitch in the crib up
here, player there, nigga turned you out
But told you beware
Never told you that love supposed to be shared
And you never judge a by the texture of her hair

cars and gold teeth, G-strings and things
The almighty replace the wedding ring
The Ark of the was held by a king
I ain't tradin' my soul in for and chrome rims

I can't think! Why do I feel I'm my mind?
I can't think! Could it be the ill and rhymes?
I can't think! though I'm a one of a kind
I can't think! I the paper, that's just the bottom line
I can't think! Mo' murder day around the way
I can't think! I'd get paid and parlay
I can't think! all about survival God
"You the epilogue by James Todd"

Think about it yo, think it
Think about it yo, about it
Think about it yo, about it
Think about it yo, about it

The dawn, of a new millennium, to pass
The world around sex or cash
The man's motto, "Kiss my ass!"
Shorties in are strapped, ready to blast

All I ever seen was and dope fiends
From Feds magazine to the heart of Queens
Bronx and Brooklyn and everything up in
No matter what, you always got a Judas on your

it to the world and I'm tellin' it like it is
Tossin' lyrical and sendin' 'em in your wig
Know where the body's buried, I sayin' where it is
Raised inside the ghetto, but damn it I live

The master of lyrical combat
But ain't no competition, nobody to go at
So take the time and spit a universal verse
Hit the with a blessin' and erase the curse

I think! Why do I feel I'm losin' my mind?
I can't think! Could it be the ill beats and
I can't think! though I'm a one of a kind
I can't think! I want the paper, just the bottom line
I can't think! Mo' murder day around the way
I can't think! I'd rather get and parlay
I can't think! It's all survival God
"You know the by James Todd"