Addicted

(专辑： Rotten Apple - 2006)

Yeah... G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit!
Uh, yeah, 'ey, 'ey

I think I gotta have it
And it keeps pulling me in like a magnet
Going with this kinda music puts me right back on the block
It's like crack to an addict
It ain't too hard for me to grab it
Going with this kinda music puts me right back on the block

Man, I think I'm addicted
To the life that I had, so I risk it
Running the street with the heat more
Three deep in the SUV
The bigger you blow, the less you see
The more you hear
A real nigga lost his life right there
It's hard to believe a flip is the reason he's not here
Damn, and still get killed over something that ain't his
And jeopardize the well being of him and his kids
That's how it is, Cig's in the whole crib
Dope that told pigs, live with broke ribs
Or went and got a dirt with the worms
With the result of the codes, packed funeral homes
You know the names, cause we tattoo in the morn'
I'm gone, just cruising back 2 in the morn
So front rap, we coming at to you with a song
When you hear that, pointed at you and you're gone

I think I gotta have it
And it keeps pulling me in like a magnet
Going with this kinda music puts me right back on the block
It's like crack to an addict
It ain't too hard for me to grab it
Going with this kinda music puts me right back on the block

I got my pocket's right; my rocks are bright
The drop is blue, and the watch is white, right
That's why they watching me
As far as I can see, it's all mockery
And I'm tryna' be all I can be
Now that my foot's in the door, there's no stopping me
It's pure poetry, I got a lil' 'Pac in me
Now internationally, they jocking me
Cause my money green and blue like Monopoly
They all left a name all around the globe
Get still Southside, I was bought up by the curb
(Southside) And I was told, everything ain't gold
It's to the glitter, they had to drain the pain with the liquor
The world don't turn, unless the money move
The early bird get the worm, and the dummies lose (True)
You hear the struggle in the grind when I talk
I breathe and I bleed New York, 'ey!

I think I gotta have it
And it keeps pulling me in like a magnet
Going with this kinda music puts me right back on the block
It's like crack to an addict
It ain't too hard for me to grab it
Going with this kinda music puts me right back on the block