I'm Not An Addict - Original Mix
I fuck, and I dance, and I party, and I rap
And I drink until I don't even know where I am at
So if you fuck, or you dance, or you party, and all that
Or you drink until you don't even know where you are at
Then come along say: Drugs, dancin'
Everybody, hands in
Break your neck break-break your neck to the beat
Drugs, dancin'
Everybody hands in
Break your neck to the beat to beat to the beat when it slams in
Kids that are fifteen, sixteen years old
They can multiply $100 dollars into $5, 000 dollars in less than four hours
Doing drugs, selling drugs
And they're very proud about it
Breathe it in and breathe it out
And pass it on it's almost out
We're so creative, so much more
We're, high above but, on the floor
It's not a habit it's cool, I feel alive
If you don't have it you're on, the other side
I'm not an addict, maybe, that's a lie
I'm not an addict, maybe, that's a lie
I'm not an addict, maybe, that's a lie
Drugs, dancin'
Everybody hands in
Break your neck to the beat to beat to the beat when it slams in
I fuck, and I dance, and I party, and I rap
And I drink until I don't even know where I am at
So if you fuck, or you dance, or you party, and all that
Or you drink until you don't even know where you are at
And I drink until I don't even know where I am at
So if you fuck, or you dance, or you party, and all that
Or you drink until you don't even know where you are at
Then come along say: Drugs, dancin'
Everybody, hands in
Break your neck break-break your neck to the beat
Drugs, dancin'
Everybody hands in
Break your neck to the beat to beat to the beat when it slams in
Kids that are fifteen, sixteen years old
They can multiply $100 dollars into $5, 000 dollars in less than four hours
Doing drugs, selling drugs
And they're very proud about it
Breathe it in and breathe it out
And pass it on it's almost out
We're so creative, so much more
We're, high above but, on the floor
It's not a habit it's cool, I feel alive
If you don't have it you're on, the other side
I'm not an addict, maybe, that's a lie
I'm not an addict, maybe, that's a lie
I'm not an addict, maybe, that's a lie
Drugs, dancin'
Everybody hands in
Break your neck to the beat to beat to the beat when it slams in
I fuck, and I dance, and I party, and I rap
And I drink until I don't even know where I am at
So if you fuck, or you dance, or you party, and all that
Or you drink until you don't even know where you are at
Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Bettens, Gert Bettens
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