Addict
Yeah, King Jase
Shout out to Spiro
Up on the rise
Addicted
We all addicted to something
Yeah
Addicted to this feeling, called pain
Waiting on the tracks, for the train
World is still a trap, know the brain
Able to see, I don't need the 'caine
From all these drugs, I should refrain
But without their touch, I'm not the same
But I lost my touch, what have I became?
Someone, somewhere, without a name?
That finally changed into the dream I had
The crowds were roaring, and the devil asked
I saw the city, in your grasp
Would that, be too fast?
I don't need the devil
When I am the dark
Don't make me laugh, don't make me sad
Crystal blade, broken shard
They could never last, it was a cracking mask
Addicted to this feeling, called love
I don't know what's below, or above
When it comes to push, or to shove
The devil in my mind, or the plug
Grab a body up, in the rug
Then drop 'em off, like it's a race
I think my man, gon' need a hug
Should've seen the look, on his face
It's bad what they do, sad where they go
Sniff up the snow, then watch 'em catch the flu
Cold to the heart, sharp to the bone
Back to the start, that's when I was alone
Shoot from the gun, and you just don't stick
You let the gun blood, it's got you on the run
Open my chest, take out my lungs
I'm at my best now, life's no fun
There's a lot of things, I should've done
It's not fair, to see what I've become
Cold streets, the town that I'm from
But I-I
There's a lot of things, I should've done
It's not fair, to see what I've become
Cold streets, the town that I'm from
But I-I
Thought I could love you so well
Don't even know, what I know now
Toy soldiers, gon' fall down
Hit the ground, like the black ground
Black swan, in the background
Come back, don't lack now
Be strong, don't crack now
Blah, blah
We tax now
Cracked out in the street
Hats down when we meet
You wanna know me
But you don't wanna know me
Smothered, but lonely
So wondering please don't leave
Then leave me be
Can you not see?
There's a lot of things, I should've done
It's not fair, to see what I've become
Cold streets, the town that I'm from
But I-I
There's a lot of things, I could've done
It's not fair, to see what I've become
Cold streets, the town that I'm from
But I-I
Shout out to Spiro
Up on the rise
Addicted
We all addicted to something
Yeah
Addicted to this feeling, called pain
Waiting on the tracks, for the train
World is still a trap, know the brain
Able to see, I don't need the 'caine
From all these drugs, I should refrain
But without their touch, I'm not the same
But I lost my touch, what have I became?
Someone, somewhere, without a name?
That finally changed into the dream I had
The crowds were roaring, and the devil asked
I saw the city, in your grasp
Would that, be too fast?
I don't need the devil
When I am the dark
Don't make me laugh, don't make me sad
Crystal blade, broken shard
They could never last, it was a cracking mask
Addicted to this feeling, called love
I don't know what's below, or above
When it comes to push, or to shove
The devil in my mind, or the plug
Grab a body up, in the rug
Then drop 'em off, like it's a race
I think my man, gon' need a hug
Should've seen the look, on his face
It's bad what they do, sad where they go
Sniff up the snow, then watch 'em catch the flu
Cold to the heart, sharp to the bone
Back to the start, that's when I was alone
Shoot from the gun, and you just don't stick
You let the gun blood, it's got you on the run
Open my chest, take out my lungs
I'm at my best now, life's no fun
There's a lot of things, I should've done
It's not fair, to see what I've become
Cold streets, the town that I'm from
But I-I
There's a lot of things, I should've done
It's not fair, to see what I've become
Cold streets, the town that I'm from
But I-I
Thought I could love you so well
Don't even know, what I know now
Toy soldiers, gon' fall down
Hit the ground, like the black ground
Black swan, in the background
Come back, don't lack now
Be strong, don't crack now
Blah, blah
We tax now
Cracked out in the street
Hats down when we meet
You wanna know me
But you don't wanna know me
Smothered, but lonely
So wondering please don't leave
Then leave me be
Can you not see?
There's a lot of things, I should've done
It's not fair, to see what I've become
Cold streets, the town that I'm from
But I-I
There's a lot of things, I could've done
It's not fair, to see what I've become
Cold streets, the town that I'm from
But I-I
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