this is the song dedicated to addiction or obsession call it what u like, its very unhealthy it can make the sane go crazy it can make the sane go crazy
all these damn kids Buy all these school shoes, buy all these school clothes For some strange reason my son addicted to Polo's Mommies a spinach dip, I'm addicted
so the shit gonna last yeah I sit in the dark I'm addicted to weed Stop buying fast cars 'cause I'm addicted to speed I don't know what to do, I don
let me fill out my high Then slap box my ghost till one of us cry Jae to the Won can niggas fuck around? And they better say nah, word to Allah They
[Jus Allah] The metal inside the barrel passes Through the frames in ya glasses Quick passage Leave your dome piece backless Envision blackness Leave
're blinded, the rap style I posess, you can't find it That's why you wanna constantly rewind it [down low reka] Yo, d. allah represent at sparkin mics
I tell E B Nobody beats the R, check out my melody Check out my melody Check out my melody Check out my melody Check out my melody So, what if I'm a microphone fiend, addicted
, "Wake me up" From a war of dreams, heat up the M-16 Basic training, trained for torture Take no prisoners and I just caught ya Addicted to murder,
wake me up From a war of dreams, heat up the M-16 Basic training, trained for torture Take no prisoners and I just caught ya Addicted to murder, send
I'm flowin', smooth enough, you know it But rough that's why the middle of my story I tell E.B. Nobody beats the R, check out my melody So what if I'm a microphone fiend addicted
these damn kids Buy all these school shoes, buy all these school clothes For some strange reason my son addicted to Polos Love me some spinach dip, I'm addicted
is a silent analyzer Hypnotize, genocide to set him on fire, then become a terrible tragic Insane off rhyme cocaine, as fierce as drug addicts My mind
them nine can't relax, Killarm' throw swords on tracks Unite my Kingdom, Family Royal When Brooklyn Zu saw you, it's a Sunz of Man jam Allah, be the black
to persevere I swear I can't fuck with it She hits about two packs of cigarettes a day and I'm stuck with it The asthmatic, internally scarred from crack addicts
Oh we love Rakeem" And as I kiss 'em I just diss 'em With a symptom of my love And once they're afflicted They're addicted 'cause they want you like
overnight The secret to my success is I don't get too hype Laid back killer instances, killer track, make a snap re-mack Bomb bandzee verses worse than crack, highly addictive
Brooklyn, home of the gangsta I know a few murderer, drug dealer In the hood, we speak mathematics and build What's the total weight of the brain, Allah