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Can't Think - LL Cool J
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 drugs 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"