Can't Do Nuttin' for Ya Man
Album: Fear of a Black Planet
Release Date: 3/20/90
Label: Def Jam
Oh
You're runnin' from your wife
You should've stuck with home
'Cause your mind's to blow your dome
It was you that chose your due
You built a maze you can't get through
I tried to help you all I can
Now I can't do nuttin' for you man
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
You got all these people on your back now
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
Flavor flav got problems of his own
I can't do nuttin' for you man
Go lean on shells answer man
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
You jumped out of the jelly into a jam
Make ya love the wrong instead of right
Not a thief cat burglar through the night
Cop told your girl her name was Shirl
About a rooftop crime to steal her pearls
Oozy down the bullets in the gun
But just microwave themselves a ton
The Lord you tried to help them all they can
But they couldn't do nuttin' for ya man
An' I can't do nuttin' for ya man
They couldn't do nuttin' for ya man
Yo childless sin
Flavor flav is the sun
Public Enemy number one
Gotcha runnin' from the gun
Of a brain that weighs a ton
Can't face my facts that's on the shelf
'Cause you want a hand out for your wealth
Eatin' welfare turkey out of the can
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
You want six dollars for what?
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
You better man kiss my butt
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
I'm busy tryin' to do for me
I can't do nuttin' for ya man
That's the way the ball bounces Gee
Oh shit
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