I'll bring the pack of piranhas You tried to pull a ditty, ho But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in your video You get addicted You can
pack of piranhas You tried to pull a ditty, ho But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in your video You get addicted You can take your four
and plain Put your nuts on the table, my nigga let's play the game Hurt you so long, you be addicted to pain I don't wanna hear what you meant, do not
wanna feel muscle All up against yo brain It'll weigh those troubles down the drain I said I'll weigh those troubles down the drain (Bang, bang dub C!) [WC] Not
The "W" was my star symbol My jams make niggas get down Like barrels out of car windows Im a nut for Cheese and chuck T's Addicted to big butt cheeks an weaves Not
' up in a half an hour So that, basically mean my paper gettin' mean Basically mean I'm into better things I was an addict at cheatin' but I stopped for sure You a addict
Caught in a love storm Howlin' like a newborn Trying hard to stay warm My cover-up is torn up and tattered Addiction to Apocalypse Looking for the big
you blame me they can't tame me? My voice screech through the street Im a beast on em Oh no he will not fold you will not see a priest on him He will not
Rocks For The Bread They'll Throw You Off Of Dark Docks So Before Ya Heart Stop Or The Narcs Knock I Gotta Give It To You Straight Like A Bar Shot Cuz The Streets
rollin' on Phillie Street Triggers get used more than Wayne on +Milli+ beat So don't make me laugh You think with your class I think with my math Not
all the time, straight addicted Paranoid, my dog might be a detective, so I don't wanna kick it Even though I don't rob banks or sell street rocks
Creep in ya crib and pop 5 in ya sheet Pop another one nigga trying to rob me We ride in these streets, survive in these streets Niggaz get high, niggaz die in the streets
like a sun sold for cash Guns traded for sensi and hash crack for ass Entire crews pass not making the news flash Brews pass a memory and spark not to
, no fair play You're feelin' the wrath Of Malik, aiyyo get tragic Negroes that get dramatic because I have The habit to smoke rabbits like a addict So if you can not
of the car Peering through the windshield for his cue Something entirely fictitious and true That creeps across your path hallowing your evil ways Like they were yourself, passing yourself not
, see Iraq Binoculars, eyes is out, sun they watchin' us Jake hit the strip, now police try lockin' us We on a mission, not a small time thing I'm addicted
Lowriders, beautiful women and High Times Addictions to street prescriptions Perfect fix to get you back in the mix Lil' homey kickin' back on the street