My Addiction

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Been up for three days straight and I feel like I'm out of my mind

I love mixing amphetamines, weed and opiates to help me unwind

When I feel inclined they all get combined to get my brain realigned

I'm a criminal mastermind and the craziest motherfucker you'll ever find

I'm on a mission to kill the pain but I feel like I'm slowly going insane

I live in the addicts domain, I never abstain I keep doing more to try to maintain

I got a story to tell and rumors to dispel, they be speadin' lies but the shit doesn't sell

They can't reach me where I dwell because I live in my very own personal hell

I take the blue and white pills to get my thrills then put white powder in my nostrils

There's always refills so I never run out of the high and good feelings that it instills

I've been to hell and back multiple times, sold dimes and committed a bunch of crimes

My designs change paradigms, I've squeezed ak's and nines and now I write rhymes

I have an addiction to speed, weed, women and winnin', I have the prescription

In the kitchen water whippin' the shit that I'm slingin,' handin' out drugs like a fuckin physician

Got me a vixen that's smitten, yeah bitch I'm pimpin', that's the kinda shit that causes derision

Jealous motherfuckers be bitchin' bout the hittin' rhymes I be spittin', yeah I have opposition

They be talkin' religion while I'm over here sinin', I'm not gonna share I don't do division

Do I look like a mathematician? You must be trippin', now get on your knees and assume the position

The haters say I ain't real, talk about repetition, they want me on their level but they can keep wishin'

They say I do too much dissin', I can envision them kissin' my motherfuckin' ass while I'm shittin'

I have no inhibition, zero fucks given, I ain't ever quittin', I'm mixin' and sniffin' till the room's spinnin'

Speakin' your shitty opinion is a bad decision, you can go missin', I'll make you disappear like a magician

I have recognition and lots of ammunition, cop me a chicken, I've laid more bricks than a fuckin' Egyptian

I'm not really a musician but I'm damn sure a rhyming technician, got the haters so mad they be hissin'

I have so much goddamn wisdom that I should be charging tuition, I ain't kiddin' when I speak people listen

Beating the competition into submission is my fuckin' tradition, even if you snitchin' I ain't goin' back to prison