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blaq poet – rap addiction lyrics

[intro]
sha
nygz
yo, this sh-t is so addicting, you heard?
i’m in recovery right now
been in recovery for about 30 minutes
f-ck that recovery sh-t
yo preem, let’s get high

[intro: shabeeno]
i’ve been an addict since the microphone fiend got me high
i had no defense, i ain’t been sober since
it got it bad, the monkey on my back got the shakes
make no mistakes, i need drums and breaks
a b-ssline i can ride on, get my high on
gangster lean, i’m who the world got their eyes on
mr. relapse, be spitting raps to the youth
i know i’m the truth, i hold meetings in the booth
like bishop on the roof, i’m a falling star
i ain’t learned 12 steps, keep 16 bars
[?] on the chase, dog, i can’t slow down
i’m in the mix, i need my fix, and my flow got bounce
ten crack commandments, i ain’t reached five
cause your boy stay high on his own supply
the rap sh-t’s addictive, i can’t let go
think i’m going back to rehab, no, no, no

[hook: scratches by dj premier]
“i’m just an addict, addicted to music”
“i gotta use it”
“most notable, hip-hop quotable”
“get biz on the mic like back in the days”
“i’m just an addict, addicted to music”
“i gotta use it”
“most notable, hip-hop quotable”
“get biz on the mic”

[verse 2: lil fame]
i step inside of the booth mega hard
i’m like cool j [?]
premier’s beats is mushrooms, dog
my mic check, one, two, get me higher than dust do
just a hip-hop junky, since back in the day
n-gga [?], hip-hop in my veins
hanging out with the older dudes getting drunk off bacardi
sh-t, i f-ck around and steal a speaker out the party
follow the leader that’s criminal minded
hard to earn, strictly business on the road to the riches
america’s most wanted, n-gga, too chubby to breakdance
posted up in the g-boy stance
this is that old brownsville [?]
[?] no plastic
i’m cl-ssic for you b-st-rds that want the raw dog
put your money through the hole, my n-gga, c-ck and go

[hook]

[verse 3: blaq poet]
i got a rap addiction, you wouldn’t believe
i need that sh-t, that’s why i f-ck with preem
been a fiend since run-dmc’s adidas
before rakim kicked over the speakers
y’all don’t really know how bad i need it
i stay od’ing, i’m undefeated
back in the days, sh-t was serious
treacherous three, flash with the furious
five n-ggas, fearless four was my n-ggas
cold crush and crash crew kept me high, n-gga
i was rocking it on the school bus
beating on the table, getting my fix at lunch
i don’t really know but somebody said
this sh-t was dead, they need a dose for their head
just listen to me cause i rhyme harder
i leave you like pookie, smoked out in the carter

[hook]

[outro: scratches by dj premier]
“back in the days”

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