addiction, you're my addiction Round and round you're turning me She's my addiction, my, my addiction Inside out you're burning me She's my addiction, my, my addiction
She's like cocaine, heroin, alcohol, vicadin. She's my addicion. (my addiction) She's cocaine, heroin, alcohol, vicadin. She's my addiction, (my addiction) You're my addiction
Übersetzung: Dope. Sucht.
I want You must be confused, me I never lose Fuck me, no fuck you Why people fuck with different drugs That shit ain't hit the circuit yet Niggas fuck with dope
fuck I want You must be confused, me I never lose Fuck me, no fuck you Why people fuck with different drugs that shit aint hit the circuit yet Niggas fuck with dope
gotta do to make you pay attention, yea, uh. This is, More then a buisness, Much more then a kid tryin' to get rich, live this like its an addiction
think with an empty stomach Made bad decisions and now I suffer from it Got a few videos, but yo, wish I planned the vision through Some came out dope
, but I know I'm above average Lookin' for my next meal but stuck out in left field; [and] Smoke too much, I won't grow up And we dope as fuck but no
m takin a toke, I'm like coke But you ain't smilin, feelin erratic, a fuckin addict To the dope shit, you better hope the shit stop Smooth, holdin the
a casino or a yacht Wherever Im seen My brothers and sisters are never forgot Nah Mean Dont wanna hear another soldier drop Nah Mean Another dope addict
fucking jar of vaseline up inside your asshole And rope it shut with a lasso Couple of crushed lexapro broken up with the capsule or paxil Just incase I ain't dope
mean, right? Nope, Paul Wall is dope And so's Bubba, so BLALALALAPFFTTTTT B-b-b-b-b-but, I don't compete with nobody I just go hard, do the rope-a-dope
and his mansion and his sorrow he's always drownin' in And the dad that he never had, and how his childhood was so bad And how his mom was a dope addict
gonna sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope
me He showed me how to cope with the stress And hope for the best, instead of mope and depressed Always groping a mess, of flying over the nest To selling dope
that's why I'm Clever when I put together every verse My thoughts are sporadic, I act like I'm an addict I rap like I'm addicted to smack, Like I'm Kim
