Addicted

Yo, for real Y'all living in a dream world Rexdale It's a reality world right here, for real Yeah [First Verse] Yo I'm stuck in this organized crime life Shook slingers get robbed blind Soldier ain't afraid to do time We run the range like a militant co-thug Meanwhile on the streets, what I kill is just throw slugs Supplying the corner, so them dealers can sell drugs Now you see my block get hot Rob or shoot and get shot Police wanna know our names yo, that's why we stay low I'm caught up between my music and street life My blood is like my heart dear God And my gat is my wife This world is spinning into sicker times, thawing like ice Hated female probation officers, they boook us for spite I'm living fouler, ever since Squiggs lost his life Hard cold stone, don't give fuck you get blown Never talk my shit on phone ever since I came home You puff your glass jaw, I puff my marley sit on the rail You tell your untruth, I tell reality from Rexdale [Chorus 1] Material world - got me addicted Drug money corners - got me addicted Them sawed down barrels - got me addicted Guarding my heart - but still I'm addicted [Second Verse] Yo I got hit, ever since worse No I never did snatch purse, example My palm grips the pearl handle Too many flaws in the way, that makes us disturbed Like pulling out, broad daylight like I got some nerve The only thing now, this music got my face baited This leaves me more risk round snitches and hipocrites Place under warrents, they want me on the cell block Trying to give me fourteen years and keep me on lock Surround my house, front and back in the night light wishing to book me Two in the morning but they can't find me, trying to look me Ain't nothing much to say, after the street already hook me I guess I'm addicted like my mind has took me - took me We be dealing with this physical, some lie regardless Sometimes the bigger the grains who hit hardest I never boast about it, be smart like the smartest I wipe it off, I loaded it with leather gloves regardless CHORUS 1 [Chorus 2] My Rexdale blocks - got me addicted All them work nights - got me addicted Undeath fast money - got me addicted Guarding my heart - but still I'm addicted [Third Verse] I'm from the Rex-village, dollar signs who's quick to stick it Run up in your house to be specific Ain't nothing perfect or terrific, so lay down quick Special delivery of open burn wound inflicted I guess they like the way we dip it Gangster walks, the way we talk And the way we lie they down on they sidewalk Face down on the rich block, mask up right to my eyelids Stick and move quick, on the run like a fugitive Stay communicated from back roads to pay phones I never talk too long, I switch clothes No time for normal wasting, wash vinegar inside your basement CHORUS 1 & 2 [Outro] Know what I mean for real Rexdale, know what I mean Where ever you from Got you addicted All my peeps locked down Hold it down, know what I mean Keep the faith for real All my peoples on the block, hustling Peoples working, doing what ever you got to do Doing what you got to do to survive Keep doing you thing L-D-C Infinite For real