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CAPEESH lyrics : "Can't Do It"

Go hard every time, like it's my last line,
Like it's my last rhyme, like it's a bad sign,
Go hard every verse, like it's my last words,

I get the cash first, and skip the bad curse,
I re-fuse to lose, determined not to fail,
Certain to prevail as I'm burning down a jail,

Guaranteed to succeed, and I'm claiming victory,
They aint sick as me, cause I'm spitting a disease,
And I rip emcees, put it on they grave,

Look into my face as I'm coming through the flames,
Set a stage a blaze, and I'm guessing you're amazed,
Every second is a blessing, and a lesson every day,

Every section of the page, is a weapon of my rage,
Running circles, round these rappers, come on, step into my maze,
And I'm dazed, blazing the haze,

High on Earth and I'm wasted in space.
That chick aint a dime, more like a million,
That little black dress is quite revealing,

Don't fight the feeling, for biting, squealing,
I'm on fire, ignite the ceiling,
Shoot for the moon, aim for the stars,

Rap on lock, like I'm chained to my bars,
Head held high, you got shame in your heart,
And the pain doesn't change, it remains in the scars,

You don't wanna try to compete with us either,
This is real rap, take a seat on the bleachers,
Heat from beat just seeps through the speakers,

Walk in a hater, leave a believer,
Sleep on me and you'll die in a dream,
Choke on the sound while you're trying to scream,

Can't hold me, I'm and iron machine,
It's just me, aint no I in this team.
Gimme what you got, take your best shot,

That chick is red hot, is she with you,
I guess not, cool, now let's rock,
Let's head to your spot and make the bed rock,

Let your head nod, listen to the beat,
Listen to Capeesh, as he's spitting out degrees,
He's wishing he was me, as I'm slipping in her sheets,

And I got his girlfriend, French kissing on her knees,
Please, chill with all that,
You need to fall back, get off my ball sack,

Now that I'm here I'ma chill on the top,
Taking your place and I'll fill in your spot,
He still isn't hot, and the %#@! doesn't change,

Burn an inferno, spit through the flames,
!#@# flow, let it stick to your veins,
What I spit is so sick, that you itch for the pain.

Can't do it like, they can't do it like us,
They can't do it like us, they can't do it,
Can't do it like, they can't do it like us,

They can't do it like us, they can't do it,
Can't grind like us, can't shine like us, can't fly like us, can't do it,
Can't rock with us, can't ride with us, can't roll with us, can't do it.

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