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Royal Family - Can't 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)]Royal Family - Can't Help It - http://motolyrics.com/royal-family/cant-help-it-lyrics.html
 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]









