Lyrics Dope Addict - Psycho Les, Kool Keith

Dope Addict

Yeah
Psycho Les
Yeah
With the ultimate, come on
I’m the powerhouse, everywhere fans follow me
I’m on the balcony scoping out, you probably hear
I’m bout to surprise visit you and snatch your queen out
Ransack he place and leave you with a clean house
In the middle of gridlock shut the ziploc
If it don’t sound like this, don’t call that shit Hip-Hop
Trap rappers, ya’ll the rap dancers
Blast at your toes and turn ass to a tap dancer
Have you running up the street like a track team
If I catch you I’m a shoot you with the vaccine
Psycho Les, a motherfucking ‘ristocrat
Talk bad and they’ll fucking piss you smack
Who’s the boss, who’s the head honcho
Machete his head off meet me with a red poncho
With a note attached so you know who did it
Psycho and the ultra man so you don’t forget it
Bam, I’m a dope addict
And when it comes to spitting these rhymes yeah I’m dope at it
Just a smoke tryna glow, volcanic
Yeah burning the machine is just an old habit
Don’t panic, you don’t want no static
Don’t make me pop the trunk and go rappa rappa
Don’t panic, you can go home slamming
Cause this right here is so classic Kool Keith
Come out with the Bentley
New vocals like copped a lot o bottles
With less ju ju I’m a sip my shit
Nice diamonds on my Dulu
The next always faking percent like crew lous
American rapper we collect Euros
Ten grab it first come in later for it
That’s all historic
I usually hear somebody bought it
Women with their legs up I won’t force it
Words on the Gucci hanger, they can’t afford it
Look up, take a picture like a tourist
Who' s her man?
Why she gotta work the corner?
Milk her like baby buttermilk
Watch the substance turn underwear milk
Hip-Hop in a wheelchair, the art need help
Why listen if you can’t afford top shelf
Style report you might wanna go and tell
Don’t panic
I’m a dope addict
And when it comes to spitting these rhymes yeah I’m dope at it
Just a smoke tryna go volcanic
Yeah burning the machine is just an old habit
Don’t panic, you don’t want no static
Don’t make me pop the trunk and go rabba rabba
Don’t panic, you can go home slamming
Cause this right here is so classic