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I took 
Yea gimme that
I been alot of shit but I ain't dumb
Can't break my mind shit I got more where that came from
Label me a bad boy we ain't

Can I Help It?

Bob Crosby Orchestra

Jazz in the Charts 52: 1939 , Vol. 7

people stop and stare
I talk to you but you're not there
Can I help it, sweetheart?
I try to sleep
My dreams are haunted
By a million stars that pry

Will you listen
Back flip on dick and
Talk normal shit yeah

Really love the way you living
No you can’t pitch in
Get all you wishing
(Ahh-ahh)

I hear

later on at the Blues Room (Di ya wa!)
Get to the venue continue my mission
Got stopped in the tracks by the most beautiful vision
Had the body

I ain't gonna talk much on this one
I'ma get straight to the point
It's the Return of the Rebel hoe
Legendary by far this is why
Been gone for a year

find another bush to go and beat around
I know that they can see me now, it's plain and simple
I ain't talk for you to maybe listen
You should absorb

You are not my son
Then I can hit you a ton
You will drown on lies
I cannot hear what you said?!
I just told you so
Time’s up and I got to go
I am

then, I'm drinking coffee
And rolling cigarettes and looking out at
The hot baked street and
A lady just walked by wiggling
It in tight white pants
And we

all that tough talk go astray
Under pressure we can see it all in ya face
Feeling lesser when a real G come to play
You ain't feeling clever now you

sleeping sound
The way I used to when
Your breathing body was around
Now cold, awkward tight
Small talk like we just met for the first time tonight

You said

dreams came true
I have so many about you
But I can't tell you
Because I know we're nothing
Well yea, maybe something
Just along the lines of friends
I'm

I'm feeling like the King and can't nobody stop me
See Mak had told me talk my sh*t, so now I'm feeling cocky
I'm fitted in this FALTO, baby I ain't

and I ain't even talk yet
If I ain't a hot boy then pussy Nigga what you call that
You ain't got block boy then little Nigga just fall back
Rims stop wait

from the bottom to the top
Rags to riches from the block to the top
Of the executive stocks
Ya kno what I mean? stay
Positive and it won't stop

If you

to talk I'm dismissin' him
Yeah I'm geeked outta my mind so please stop calling me your twïz
Yeah
Y'all be weird
On my mama y'all be weird as f**k

on me, it ain't no fun
I might stop being run from love

Love is hard, that shit tough
All by myself, it be getting rough
I'm so sad, I can't find it, take

of these people be asking for handouts but they ain't got no room to talk much

You do that gibbering jabbering you looking back and you asking what happened

just like damn
If it weren't for money; be lost in a trance
My life is a movie; it's prolly directed by $AM
And he say he my twin, I got too many fam

the luster of cobalt
Overcome faults as I rush over road salt
Go on, roll on, cuz pain won't prolong
Protect those I love before we say so long
All for one,

birth
My spirit might work
Pray to god like a synagogue and I always talk to my inner thoughts
Tryna stop my monologue but the minor stuff rock right

just watch us
Slowly fall in love and we can't get enough
No one to stop us
And you can hear the beating of my heart because I want you closer
As our

worse than this
I'm crumpled up now
But without disdain
I'm coming back soon
With a new name
Won't know me
By the way I walk in

One of these days
We can

need me you will find
Now i won't ever really try
Myself, to talk to you again
And be the friends we were

When did you stop caring bout me
I don't

the perky
Bro, this shit, the act is extinct, can I get a perk
Nevermind, bro, just came in with like ten perks

Her hip hop gettin' changed by big bitch, I