heartless Mobbin' in the park after dark wanna start shit Rippin' up the scene as a teen i was at it (hey) And sellin' products to the addicts cause they
soul? Addicted to these streets, never find true peace I'm told Come take my body God, don't let me suffer any longer Smoke a pound of marijuana, so I know it ain't long
see my whole team in Lexus Coupes My enemies dead n buried, now the stress is through But that's a dream, though it seems like reality; there'll never be peace long
wheels; what's the deal? Propellor's propel, I'm on the top of New York! Top of the food chain, nigga talkin' my talk; Success is my addiction you should
self-control is all I have to hold. It's been too long. Maybe I have been to bold. When you're by your own conviction discipline can be your addiction
or France, You may like to gamble, you might like to dance, You may be the heavyweight champion of the world, You may be a socialite with a long string
And I'll be whippin the whips that cha never seen now Well the quip is just whip it And make it pur like a kitten And I'm a have you addict-ted to me
you wrote My forth album's the first record I really liked Before that my flow was too hype and I really couldn't write So, I took the long way, we could
my mind races My have black, half white, "Why I'm so racist" Nobody's perfect; And Women, love to date 'em But can't keep 'em for too long cause I start
I'm addicted to everything you do What else can I do I'm addicted to all of you Lead me up the garden path Pretend that we will always last I'm addicted
so dependent on your love for so long, Punishment for me is trying to let go, Give it from your heart is what you taught me, Addiction to pain is what
explain And my effort comes to no avail I'm from the place where they release records and no one sells And still they claim king Nigga it's the same thing All day long
but in my sickness and addiction Your as addictive as they get Evil as they come vandictive as they make em My friends keep asking why I cant just walk away Im addicted
ith, who playin, if i'm broke, then i'm brakin open the place where you layin, you know, same shit every nigga done in his life, I livin this why (??), speak long
I look into her eyes [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Rapped] Man, if I could sing, I'd keep singing this song to my daughter If I could hit the notes, I'd blow something as long
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 Mathers
her head shaved A nurse aid who came to get laid and tied up with first aid tape and raped on the first date Susan -- an ex-heroin addict who just stopped
