Addiction

A ghetto mind state is what I said
Semi automatic the way I spit it spitting led
A buncha demons running in my head
Blood on my bed
When I bleed when I bled
I wake spirits
Hell yes I'm a mess
I confess
All the stress on my chest
Is driving me crazy
And all I have are these crazy ass thoughts in my mind
All I do is complain when I yell
When I pray about the same shit
So I grab on my balls and I pull out the gun
Back in the days with the bottle of rum
151 had me going insane
Am I sick in the brain
Nah I'm just trying to win
Hell yeah I wanna change but I'm addicted to sin

It's an addiction
Science fiction
Tearing up my pictures
Taken with these bitches
'Cause I'm out for the riches

It's an addiction
Science fiction
Tearing up my pictures
Taken with these bitches
'Cause I'm out for the riches

Ku Klux Kops is what I see
And why do I mention
Oh man 'cause I talk about the shit that will push me to sin
I wanna change but where do I begin
All I see is this 357
Ready to send somebody to heaven
Heaven 'cause we burning in hell
The reason I shake and the reason I yell
How long will I last is the question that I'm asking
'Cause I laugh when I'm blasting
But who am I after
I'm headed for disaster
Shit I'm headed for the master
And I don't even know it
I'm about to explode
And I feel it when I yell Dead i Side Show
Why should I pray for
If I'm burning so low
And I do it in vain
I'm forgiven for a minute
But then again my friend
I'm ready to sin
I'm a sinner not a saint
And it's clear to see that the devil always wins
Either that or I'm addicted to sin

It's an addiction
Science fiction
Tearing up my pictures
Taken with these bitches
'Cause I'm out for the riches

It's an addiction
Science fiction
Tearing up my pictures
Taken with these bitches
'Cause I'm out for the riches

I'm looking at the clock
Listen tick tock
Boom boom that's my heart beat
I guess I'm pulling out the heat
I guess I'm ready to repeat
These same ass rhymes
Full of muthafucking crime
Now shhh pay attention
Cause I'm gonna whisper all the blasphemy
Why these demons running after me
I don't know why this man I always have to be
Can you hear what I'm saying
Can you hear what I'm spraying
I think I'm losing my mind
When I'm pulling out the 9
I haven't prayed for a very long time
I think I'm afraid of God's reply
Or maybe I'm addicted to being blind
Or maybe I wanna see a God given sign
Why the fuck am I like this?
It's an addiction
Science fiction
Tearing up my pictures
Taken with these bitches
'Cause I'm out for the riches

It's an addiction
Science fiction
Tearing up my pictures
Taken with these bitches
'Cause I'm out for the riches

It's an addiction
Science fiction
Tearing up my pictures
Taken with these bitches
'Cause I'm out for the riches



Credits
Writer(s): Ricardo Sepulveda
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