[Chorus]
I can't think, why do I feel I'm losing✦ 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
[Verse 2]
Put your life on the line, you running out of time
The coroner's calling, she know she on a nigga✦ mind
Amongst the dogs, real cats is hard to find
Even✦ a nigga✦ 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✦
Fuck the turntables✦ up, leave the DJ awe-struck
Attitude is what, keep the razor blade tucked✦
Too much flossing'll get your reputation✦ touched
Too much rapping'll get your big mouth shut
Protect your neck, nigga,✦ you'll get it in the gut
You wearing a vest? What if you get your throat cut?
Sold your soul for a dollar,✦ now you having✦ bad luck
Used✦ to keep a bad bitch in the crib, baggin' up
Player here, player there, nigga,✦ 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 trading my soul in for skins and chrome rims
[Chorus]
I can't think, why do I feel I'm losing✦ 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
[Bridge]
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!
[Verse 3]
The dawn of a new millennium, came to pass
The world revolves around✦ sex or cash
The Black man's motto,✦ "Kiss my ass!"
Shorties in kindergarten are strapped, ready✦ to blast
All I ever✦ seen was killers and dope fiends
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
Giving✦ it to the world, and I'm telling it like it is
Tossing lyrical✦ daggers and sending 'em in your wig
Know where the bodies✦ buried,✦ I ain't saying where it is
Raised✦ inside✦ the ghetto,✦ but, dammit,✦ 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 blessing and erase✦ the curse
[Chorus]
I can't think, why do I feel I'm losing✦ 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