Cant Help It Lyrics by Royal Flush

Cant Help It Lyrics

    [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]

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