The Addict

(DJ NIX)
VERSE 1

I GOT IT BAD / I’M BOUT TA BREAK
I GOT THE SHAKES / I’M BOUT TA BREAK
I NEED A FUCKIN’ HIT / ONE HIT RECORD / FOR THE RECORD
I’M FIENDIN’ FOR THA MIC / I’M ONNA ROCK THIS MIC
ROCK THIS MIC RIGHT UP / STRAIGHT UP
SHOOT IT STRAIGHT UP / PUT THIS GAME IN MY VEINS
GIVE IT TO YOU RAW / LIKE UNCUT COCAIN
I’M THE PUREST / I AIN’T IN IT FOR THE FAME
I’LL GIVE YOU A CARDIAC ARREST
I STAY FLAGRANT LIKE RON ARTEST
I STAY BANGIN / AHEAD OF THE REST
YOUR FLOW IS SUCH A MESS
YOU WEAR TAMPONS IN YOUR VEST
YA LEAKIN’ MOTHER FUCKER / CATCH YOUR BREATH
YOU AIN’T TEACH / WHO YOU TRYIN’ TA TEST?
SO FUCK THE REST OF ‘EM
I GET DOWN WITH THE BEST OF ‘EM
YOU JUST CAN’T FUCK WITH THIS
THIS IS DJ NIX / I GET DOWN LIKE THIS
STRAIGHT LOC’N YOUR ASS
BEFORE I CATCH FIRE / I’M SMOKIN’ YOUR ASS
THE ADDICT AND THE PUSHER / I PUSH SO HARD
YOU CAN CALL ME SUBWOOFER
THE RUBBLE / FIVE MINUTE RUMBLE
FIFTEEN MINUTES / ONE HIT WONDER

(DJ NIX)
CHORUS

NOW DRINK THAT SHIT / SMASH THAT BOTTLE
PUT THE BLUNT TO YOUR LIPS / AND PULL FULL THROTTLE
LET’S GET CRUNK MUTHA FUCKA / HOLLA

(DJ NIX)
VERSE 2

LIKE YOUTH TA OLDA / I WENT FROM BAKIN’ TA SODA
STARTED HUSTLIN’ AT FIFTEEN
STILL WENT TO HIGH SCHOOL / I WAS DOIN’ MY THING
SONNY FROM THE BRONX / SAID TWO EDS WAS BETTER THAN ONE
FUNNY HOW PAC / SAID ALL EYES WAS ON ONE
AND IT’S FUNNY / HOW SONNY SAID / MAKAVELI WOULD COME
CAN YOU FEEL THIS SHIT / I DON’T KNOW WHERE IT’S COMIN’ FROM
I CAN’T CONTROL IT / AND I KEEP DRAWIN’ GUNS
WHETHER ON PAPER / OR IN THE GHETTO SLUMS
WHATCHU LIVIN’ WITH / MY CONSCIENCE WEIGHS A TON
I PAID OFF THE LOTTERY / BET 9 / 1 / 1
GET / GET / GET / GETTIN’ OFF ON ROBBERIES / PLAYIN’ DOPE MAN IS FUN
THOUGHT I GRADUATED / WHEN I WENT FROM
AN EIGTH TO A QUARTER / AND A QUARTER TO A POUND
REMINISCE / EVERY TIME I SEE THE STOMPIN’ GROUNDS
IF YOU WAS POPPIN’ THEN / THEN YOU AIN’T POPPIN’ NOW
CUZ THE NEW BREED MAKES THE DRUG WORLD GO ROUND
NOW TRADE IN YOUR HASH PIPES FOR CRACK PIPES
DOPE MAN LIVES THE FAST LIFE
BUT DOPE MAN / AIN’T MR. ACT RIGHT
SO JUST DO THE MATH RIGHT
FIVE TA TWENTY / OR THREE STRIKES FOR LIFE
IT ONLY TAKES ONE TIME / TA FUCK UP ONE LIFE
THAT’S THE SOUND / YOU SEE THE LIGHTS?
BLACKMAIL / BRIBERY / THAT’S THE WAY IT’S GOTTA BE
OH BOY / I’MMA GET PAID PROPERLY
LITTLE BOY / YOU PLAYIN’ WITH MONOPOLY

(DJ NIX)
CHORUS

NOW DRINK THAT SHIT / SMASH THAT BOTTLE
PUT THE BLUNT TO YOUR LIPS / AND PULL FULL THROTTLE
LET’S GET CRUNK MUTHA FUCKA / HOLLA

(DJ NIX)
VERSE 3

INSPIRED BY THAT IRON MAN / EIGHT PLUS ONE
NUMBER ONE / SO I GO EIGHT OFF
HIT HITLER / AND I MADE OFF
SHITTIN’ ON YOUR FACE OFF / LEAVE YOUR EYES BLURRED
HUGH HEF / AND I MADE OFF / MAKE MY RHYMES HEARD
I’LL MAKE A CASE / WITHOUT SAYIN’ A WORD
AT LEAST THAT’S WHAT THEY TELL ME
I GOT ABOUT A CASE IN ME / WHAT A COLD BELLY
HAWAIIN / PUNCH YOU IN THE FACE
RE-ARRANGE YOUR MIND STATE
YOU USED TO BE A LEATHER FACE / NOW YOU STEADILY HESITATE
PEOPLE AFRAID TA RAP LIKE THIS / AND ACT LIKE THIS
GET RAW AND MASH LIKE THIS / MASH TO THIS
GET RAW / GET RAW / CLENCH YOUR FIST
STAY ON CRUNK / 24 / 7 / 366
DOUBLE / 0 / 4 / IT’S A LEAP YEAR BITCH
SO GET IT CRUNK / CRANK IT UP
PLAY IT LOUD / GETTIN’ DRUNK / DRINK IT UP
BEER BY THE KEG / GREY BY THE CASE
DON’T MESS WITH SIX PACKS / GET MESSED UP AND SHIT FACED

(DJ NIX)
CHORUS

NOW DRINK THAT SHIT / SMASH THAT BOTTLE
PUT THE BLUNT TO YOUR LIPS / AND PULL FULL THROTTLE
LET’S GET CRUNK MUTHA FUCKA / HOLLA

(DJ NIX)
VERSE 4

I’M HIGH ON ARRIVAL / SMOKE TIL MY EYES BLEED
DIFF FLAVORED LEAF / EVERY DAY OF THE WEEK
I AIN’T AN INDIAN / BUT I KNOW HOW TO CHIEF
HELL NO FRONTIN’ / NEED CASH ON DELIVERY
I SEEN YA STUNTIN’ / MAN / YOU AIN’T STIFFIN’ ME
I AIN’T GETTIN’ BURNED / BUT I’LL BURN BABY BURN
WAIT YOUR TURN / STASHED SOME HASH / PUFF AND PASS
DRINK TIL I’M ILLA / ABSOLUT VANILLA
EYE IN THE SKY / VODKA BOTTLE HIGH
PUT YOUR FIFTH IN THE AIR / YOUR SHOTGUNS AND YOUR DILLINGERS
IF GOOSE WAS A BITCH / THEN I’M KILLIN’ HER
STRANGLED / AND MANGLED / IN FITS OF RAGES / AND CASES
MAKIN’ MY MUSIC / FACIN’ CASES
STILL GETTIN’ LOW / GETTIN’ DOWN
POUR IT DOWN / THEN PASS THE CROWN
GETTIN’ TIPSY OFF THE WHISKEY
STINK SO BAD / BITCHES WON’T KISS ME
SO / BACK TO THE BAR STUMBLIN’
HIT ME WITH THAT RUMPLEMAN’S
FUCK / THAT’S ENOUGH / I’M FUMBLIN’
SHIT / FUCK / OH NO
I’M GOIN’ HOME NOW / HUMBLIN’

(DJ NIX)
CHORUS

NOW DRINK THAT SHIT / SMASH THAT BOTTLE
PUT THE BLUNT TO YOUR LIPS / AND PULL FULL THROTTLE
LET’S GET CRUNK MUTHA FUCKA / HOLLA