Tytuł: Can't help it

• Wykonawca: Royal Flush
• Wyświetleń: 445

  
   feat. Khadejia
  
  [Royal Flush]
  All my life, they said I'm trife, street rebel wit Nikes
  And catch an appetite off other niggas grabbin a mic
  I write, deeper shit that Malcolm X could recite
  Wit this rap device, rhymes so strong, you get sliced
  Three dimension nice, stay on point like Wes Snipe
  (What's up tonight?) Of them days look right
  Let's creep, New York City hold me down wit the heat
  Mandatory ease, reppin from Flushing to 12 Street
  Delete, all these knuckleheads lookin for beef
  I'm vexed, half ya niggas don't deserve our respect
  We take, regulate, Royal Flush out state
  Penetrate, thru other areas, hustle and wait
  No mistakes, just a large nigga livin wit fate
  Celebrate, and have the whole world buyin my tape
  I'm just a kid on the block, hustlin till I'm not
  Poppin Crystal in yachts, layin low on the docks
  Wit big Willie niggas, gettin riches, my life switches
  My moms always said it be different in time, listen
  My prop addiction, is far from fiction
  My street commission, that keep me healthy
  Little chubby, but my pockets wealthy
  My brother help me, jail time will reveal me
  I sware thunn, there's nothin you can tell me
  [Chorus 2X: Khadejia (Royal Flush)]
  Can't Help It, if I wanted to
  Gotta hustle, just to make it through
  Can't Help It, if I wanted to
  If you ever been down
  
  [Royal Flush]
  It gets deeper, talk about it while I'm high off reefer
  The black Ebenezer, phantom dark when I meet you
  And tap ya five fingers, coast to coat, I pack arenas
  Ain't nuthin between us, except I'm close, and you fall like Venus
  The male genius, hittin shorties, lookin European
  And overdosin ghetto potion so the Gods are toastin
  My links is flooded like the ocean and keepin motion
  The verbal chosen wisdom, hold me down when I'm frozen
  You stay dozin, the best is now rosin, my man
  Comprehend a lot, but don't understand
  So update ya plans, I'll be broke just like your mans
  Hit like iron hands, the data don, computer plans
  The Wastlanz, expands, in grands and cross lands
  Analyze the scans from Queens, ya niggas only dream, so pathetic
  When it comes to guns, ya need to jet, forget it
  All ya petty niggas always scared to set it
  Royal Flush meant it, and let the government present it
  This worldwide message I release while I'm sendin
  
  [Chorus 4X]