I'm about to squeeze off on everyone that I know 'Cause every time they see me they ask for dough They think I'm rich 'cause my name is Kurtis Blow
I can't stand it,I can't take it no more
(I can't stand it,I can't take it no more) [x4]
I can't take it no more [x4]
Lookin' out my window five stories up I see a wino with a bottle he don't need a cup And there's a hooker in the alley way Takin' a chance,tryin' to make a days pay But the rats in the alley are takin' a stand Chewin' on somethin' that used to be a man
I can't stand it,I can't take it no more [x2]
I can't take it no more [x4]
Gun shots just up the block By a kid whose head is hard as a rock A lady with a baby who was crossing the street Gets hit by a bullet and falls off her feet The people gather round,the baby is crying The ambulance is late and the lady is dying The trigger happy did not step off that day But the lady with the baby was a D-O-A
I can't stand it,I can't take it no more [x2]
I can't take it no more [x8]
Compositores: Kurt Walker (Blow Kurtis), Oran e Jones ECAD: Obra #7869325