เนื้อเพลง I Just Can't - Hopsin

Oh sh*t, oh sh*t, OH SH*T!
(Pound Syndrome)

F*ckin' with me then it can get (ugly)
Stuffin' your corpse in a mattress (lovely)
Then I'll invite your girlfriend over for a sleepover on that n*gga that's (disgusting)
She can gag this (dumpling)
Ho do not stop till my shaft's (erupting)
You shoulda known what the f*ck I was tryna do, I did not call your ass over for nothing
How do I feel? Here's a riddle son
Cut all my fingers off except the middle ones (what?)
Now bend your ass over and sit on one (what?)
A.K.A. I've lost it, n*gga run
Whole world gettin' so sick of em, my nuts swing like a pendulum
I'm on Instagram right now postin' pics of 'em
They are so cute together, aren't they, look at them (awwh)
One's bigger than the other though, just thought I'd let you mutha'f*ckas know
I'm posted in a bungalow, gettin' deep throat from a juggalo
Please do not get your face paint on my stomach ho
Where the real MCs? There are no more
Swag ship took sail and they all on board
Holla at me when you wanna learn the art of war
I carnivore, flexin' hard like I'm Arnold Schwarz
I'm explicit business, witness sickness spit from the lips of mischief
Talk sh*t, get hit, I can split your wig with a knife into your dome with my fist to clinch it (that's murder homie)
Oh sh*t, oh my, hit a n*gga like I'm Kimbo Slice
And spend your life, so b*tch don't try
I throw you out a f*ckin window, bye, and film it on vine, and get more likes (well, oh right)
Soon as that cyclone hits, you know I'm back on that psycho sh*t
I got psychosis, my brains filled with deadly microchips
I'm plottin' your death with crayons and hieroglyphs (you crazy, n*gga)
Huh, I know this, in the club too turnt tryna fight your b*tch
Swing at me n*gga I won't flinch, can't you see my f*ckin' minds on Grinch, I love violence

[Hook:]
I'm like damn, sh*t
F*ck n*gga, sh*t
I Just Can't deal with these n*ggas no more, man
Yeah, yeah, n*gga
I just can't deal with these n*ggas no more, man
Yeah, yeah, n*gga
I just can't deal with these n*ggas no more

Put a n*gga in that stove (like roast)
I know, you from, 5-0, I'm ghost (peww)
Straight through the exit, f*ck a ho and use the same condom on the next b*tch
Nasty ass n*gga having sex with a dead chick
Film it with the GoPro, slow-mo, and upload it to Netflix
Uhmm, excuse me I hate to bother
Do you know where I can find a little Asian parlor?
Let her play with my balls like a game of soccer
And f*ck me too for like eighty dollars?
I need my d*ck scrubbed and bathed in water
I hold the b*tch down to play some doctor
If I ask her for it, it's gon' make it awkward
If I tip her well she'll give brains and swallow
I'm a nutcase with ADD
Who rapes these beats, don't try cause you can't be me
Ya'll can't be pleased, stop hatin' on my angry steez
It makes me cheese, I barely know my ABC's
But still I'm on and I made like 2 million bucks
Oh, look at y'all n*ggas now, you give a f*ck
Sh*t, askin' to be on my team tryna take my God damn cream cause you n*ggas stuck
Same n*ggas always name droppin' like
"Aye Hopsin, I rap too, I'm tryna get paid off it
Dre heard my sh*t and said it was great
I'll probably get signed to Eminem any day
And next week, Snoop Dogg, he gon' get me blazed
One time I opened up a concert for MGK
My big partner, lil cousin, man, he friends with Drake
And Big Boy up at Power said he'll get me play
I had a video on Worldstar, dawg believe it
I don't know what happened but it got deleted"
(Man if you don't get your ass out of my God damn face talkin' that bullsh*t n*gga)
Stop it with the lies dude, I'ma just remind you
I hate phony n*ggas, I will not pretend to like you
Thirsty ass n*ggas love talkin' when I slide through
F*ck you, n*gga you ain't hoppin' into my crew

[Hook:]
Damn, sh*t
F*ck n*gga
I just can't deal with these n*ggas no more, man
Yeah, yeah, n*gga
I just can't deal with these n*ggas no more, man
Yeah, yeah
I just can't deal with these n*ggas no more
F*ck, sh*t
Man, I just can't deal with these n*ggas no more, man
F*ck, sh*t, damn
I just can't deal with these n*ggas no more