The Roots I Can't Help It (feat. Malik B., Porn, Mercedes Martinez & Dice Raw) Lyrics

{Chorus} (Mercedes Martinez)
I..I.. I can't help it, I..I.. I can't help it,
I can't help it.. I can't help... I can't help it.. I can't help it
I..I.I.. I can't help it, I..I..I can't help it,
I can't help it.. I can't help it, I can't help it.. I can't help it

(Malik B)

Live with it, thats how i survive with it,
talk jive with, you take a dive with it,
connive with it, depart and arrive with it,
harsh thrive thats why its part I with it
I did it, make rhymes in 5 minutes,
mind of a dentist, crimes of a menace,
press rewind see what you find in my image,
take you n____'s back to the line of a scrimmage,
Riq you know we pull a freak with the flow,
talks cheap thats why we speak with the dough,
ill techniques sure im sleek with the flow,
its cold outside n____s sleep with the snow,
i tweak in the low tone,frequent the o-zone,
i can't help hiding my secrets thats so known,
i only do what got to becuase its possible,
and climbing over whatevers known as an obstacle.

{Chorus}

(Black Thought)

I can't help it, maybe I'm selfish,
maybe the way im running is becoming a health risk,
all I can see is smoke through tortoise shells gazelle six
50's I'm feeling like im making a sales pitch,
my head already so heavy its making the scales tip,
i got my own pressure and got everyones elses,
im rehabilitated, still feeling rebellious,
candidate of heart failure more pills than elvis,
in a layer cake, half chocolate half velvet,
im listening to some Howard Melvin,
i got too many options theres so many toxins yo,
really they ain't tellin what we killing ourselves with,
I lit a cigarette and inhaled it,
im thinking of some rhymes more illa than a threatin ailment,
im on some bomb threat in the mail s___,
because of all things i dealt with, n____ I can't help it...

{Chorus}

(p___)

I never said I'm ready to die, but I accept it,
never said i'm ready for war, but I'm protected,
I don't even know when its coming but I expect it,
lost all simmers of hopes an now I'm left with
nervous conditions, addictions, in addition
to vixens that mixed in to the wrong crowd,
My life is on a flight thats going down,
My mother had an abortion for the wrong child,
Well the time I felt loved, thats gone now,
Thats replaced with purples rays and some storm clouds,
Misery love Misery, so why make friends lets make some enemies,
An now I got a habit that wasn't meant for me,
Now im in a marriage that wasn't meant to be,
One more reason to change identity,
The cars, the crime, cage, penalties.

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