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Bitch, I'm the hook
(Hook, hook)
I live 'round the crooks
I was pushing on push
I don't live by no book
(On God)
If You give it a look
You might see

Been thinkin' deep all my life
My third eye sharp like a knife
You got three eyes, you got three
You got three cant you see
Speakin' gentle over this

see
Was addicts in his family tree
Or the addiction in his genes
Bound to get hooked on his amphetamines
Misuse incurs abuse they say
When one long day

When it’s time to go
This is getting outta control
No justice
No peace
Is it safe for me to walk down the street
Will I be gunned down by a police

fault so I'mma do it by myself
I'm gonna be that guy who you met that October
I'm gonna recreate those first three months over
And times them by a million

of the train


Minus three degrees 
Tell by the weather or by the faces that freeze
It's winter by day and by night
And in our town it's not a pretty sight
I

you feel like a zombie
Getting lost inside of yourself til' addiction's a hobby
Find me flying all through the hills in a pituitary body
Little Johnny,

a new addiction
Pray for better days, can't see ahead of me
Stuck up in a maze, which way is best for me
Lately been ashamed, don't want the rest to see

dey happen for streets
Just give me like three minutes, three minutes
Baba make I just give you small bars
Make you for feel my talent small, eh
Baba,

slugs
Because I wanted hugs by like two million sluts
Yuuuh
Cheat on my wife
Every day of the week
With like two hundred dyke
I'ma as Gay as the G
With

saying that you know Ian never even open up
Drop that pill addiction three weeks straight I just kept throwing up
Stood on my 10 ain't never fold or nun

Put my thoughts into these bottles and I sprinkle them wit wishes
Close away my true feelings n mask it wit addiction 
One day I'll break the habit no I

day jobs
Niggas glory holing and em bitches on the blow jobs
Let by gones be by gones but promise to always remember forty when al be gone
Bado mi ni

Couldn't live without her
Got no strength on my own
Yo I'm living solar powered
Getting bright lit
This ain't no light switch
I can't turn it on and off
Lord

learned his style in a while
Ran to his beats 16minutes mile
Like em’s recovery rose from an addiction
Present in b.y self-realisation
Welcome to my house

like three, four, five in a day, ayy
I got a lot of problems, family problems, relationship problems
All I gotta do is just solve 'em
Everybody tryna get

Delancey Street

Dana Dane

Dana Dane with Fame

1987

Chinese
The white girl said, "My name is Dawn
And I love your gear by Louis Vuitton"
The black girl said, "My name is Jane"
And she couldn't keep her hands

Alright
1, 2
1, 2, 3, 4

Yeah
Memories of sitting at the bus stop
The hustle and bustle surrounding me as I untwine
Junior high, we said goodbye to the days

Ridiculoid

Cannibal Ox

The Cold Vein

ration
Its bad health and industrial sadness
Never helped by tofu franks or sadistic maggots
This addiction is more random
I walk door to door Mormon

Everybody Get Up

Fat Joe

All or Nothing

2005

feel me now
I'd rather die in prison, than to be a broke nigga
Live my life in the kitchen, into bakin' pies
One of my addictions, on the mound
95

Maintaining

Common

Resurrection

1994

to the rear 
But I can't get us all in free (what?) it's just another case of that two dollar MC
I rock the same clothes 3 days straight to you they wrinkled

done go fix my planet bitch
I know you upon we not having fun i know that you plan it bitch
We don't need no double double you 3
When it's already like

to pound town
Then he drives them away by slut shaming
Introducing Jane a vapid social butterfly
A masterpiece cosmetically and completely dead inside

wasted but I'm
Making movies by day
And albums by night
Everyday I'm getting paid
Every month is a flight
Found my Mary Jane
We gon get married in