Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Think

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

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

They on my lyrical ability to blow
Gave nigga credit for inventin' my flow
I'm a of God, witness the risin' son
From the cradle to the grave, I remain one

This thing of ours, got competition red showers
mothers callin 1-800-flowers
My repertoire burn your in the urn
Is it God or money that really the world turn?

Grab your gun, separate the ones from the real
deep and hold it in your lungs
The streets was requestin' some LL
A soundtrack for niggaz that was in [Incomprehensible]

They lookin' for a leader that can guide 'em through the
Smoke filled rooms, breathin' in purple
Nigga's on the bricks his whole
He ain't got nuttin' to live for, so livin' right

But if you stay in the rain hurricane
Gold melts down but it don't fear
Toxic, lethal, psychologically
Genocide was on the Black people

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

I can't think! Why do I feel I'm losin' my
I can't think! it be the ill beats and rhymes?
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 every day the way
I think! I'd rather get paid and parlay
I think! It's all about survival God
"You know the by James Todd"

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

Get the money and run, dodge the devil and his
Spit powerful like a sermon has begun
Fuck the turntables up, the DJ awestruck
Attitude is what, the razor blade tucked

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

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

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

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

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

The dawn, of a new millennium, came to
The revolves around sex or cash
The Black motto, "Kiss my ass!"
Shorties in kindergarten are strapped, ready to

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

Givin' it to the 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 wanna

The legendary master of lyrical
But ain't no competition, ain't to go at
So I'ma take the and spit a universal verse
Hit the streets with a blessin' and erase the

I think! Why do I feel I'm losin' my mind?
I think! Could it be the ill beats 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' every day around the way
I can't think! I'd get paid and parlay
I can't think! It's all survival God
"You the epilogue by James Todd"