G.O.B. - I Can't Help Myself

Whatcha talkin' bout Willis
Wichita, Kansas
How could I upload this
Without the bandwidth
I'm with the band? Na na
Withstand the bandits, ah
Ghetto blaster to the curb on my transit

So you wrote a rap
That's a fact? But would you fax it
What a fire beat, in your lap
But you can't relax it
Because you're bigger than texas (But)
Tex-mex, don't mess with (What)
Ranchilada slaw, when I dip my sauce

I can't help myself
I can't help myself
No, I can't help
I can't help myself, no no no

I can't help myself
I can't help myself
No, I can't help
I can't help myself, no no no

Uh, and ya heard it before
Every other voice knockin' on your door, I said
Mm, yeah ya heard it before
When every other voice is louder than yours

Yeah I can't help myself
I can't help myself
I can't help, I can't help, I can't help

Rolodex, duplex, pixel-plexi-glass
9, 10 High I keep it bright, are you seein' this
Citizenship shoparound and shapeshift
My eyes to the skies, cash-in a Cracker Jack Prize

Uh, and ya heard it before
Every other voice knockin' down your door, I said
Uh, yeah ya heard it before
When everybody in your corner's not there anymore

I can't help myself anymore
I can't help myself anymore
I can't help myself anymore
I can't help myself anymore
I can't help my, help my

No, I can't help myself anymore

I can't help myself
I can't help myself
No, I can't help
I can't help myself, no no no

Written by:
Gabriel Lytle

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