| I’m addicted to the drugs, I can’t stop moving them
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| I’m addicted to the drugs, I can’t stop using them
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| I’m addicted to the drugs, I can’t stop moving them
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| I’m addicted to the drugs, I can’t stop using them
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| Don’t get it twisted dog, I just said no
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| Somebody showed me how to make drugs flow
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| I don’t use em to get high, just for getting fly
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| Started with a couple ounces just for getting by
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| Now we passed that, workers moving fast black
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| I wake up every day thinking where the cash at
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| The opposite side of addiction is still an addiction
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| That’s like a high for me each time I fill a prescription
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| Waking up in cold sweats, looking for a missed call
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| Still about that fast life, moving like a pitched ball
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| Shaking and pacing when that good product’s not around
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| If that ain’t here then Imma have to get it out of town
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| This addiction got me conflicted, my social life diminished
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| Every time I chill with bitches I just think about my spinach
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| I ain’t worried bout scoring, I’m already winning
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| This world’s an ocean filled with money and my mind is swimming
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| Thinking bout how I can bottle it and keep it
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| Fuck the weak shit, my niggas still get work the cheapest
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| Ain’t no secret, I’m an addict with a habit
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| I got to have it cause my spending is elaborate
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| Yo, lucky for you your number one custy
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| Is nice with the bars, no I never been rusty
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| Nice with the knife but I never tried to cut meat
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| Drown my emo shit on wet, get dusted
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| I guess I decided I’d try anything once
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| 11 out in Queens, Heemy puffing on the blunt
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| And no it ain’t a gateway, beginning to a great day
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| Made me feel a great way, still fucking great, ay
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| I don’t give a fuck about no shape up, let’s get it started
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| If I don’t shape up, I’m dearly departed
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| Find your boy dazed, stinking up the apartment
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| I guess looking back, drinking’s where it started
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| I was 13, yo I thought it was jiggy
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| Son rolling round drinking Cisco and 151
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| Now I’m almost 30 and worried about my liver
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| Yeah it make me shiver and so I pray to Shiva
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| So fuck a shape up, I said «call me when you wake up»
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| Made 5 stacks off a show, get your cake up
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| My life is for the taking, dough you can rake in
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| If you don’t got a conscience say when
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| And where, I’ll meet you, I got a whip
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| Probably shouldn’t be driving in the fucking state I’m in
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| But there you go, textbook drug seeking behavior
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| I don’t even know, Jesus think I need a savior
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| Think I need something, couple things
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| Yo Mey, you could meet me, bring a couple things
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| Leaning off that codeine, you can spot me from the limp
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| Yo I’ll meet you at the studio bring a lobster and scrimp
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| I should’ve never told that doctor that my neck hurts
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| Now it’s 5 am, running around the sector with Hector
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| I’m blowing cash man, can we work out something special?
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| Off the record reckon, spit a free verse for your record
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| Is that good? |
| Is that enough bars?
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| Can I get my fucking shit now man
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| (Yeah I got you)
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| What is that 29 bars, how much shit get me?
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| (Imma hold you down son, just cross the street right, go in the building.
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| There’s gonna be a nigga with a mink hat on. |
| He’s gone point you to a little
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| girl on a scooter, she’s rocking a blonde wig. |
| She’s gone hand it to you,
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| alright? |
| Good looking. |
| One.) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Narcotics Anonymous , by - Meyhem Lauren. Song from the album Silk Pyramids, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп