Infinite - Addicted Lyrics
* send corrections to the typistYo, for realY'all living in a dream worldRexdaleIt's a reality world right here, for realYeah[First Verse]Yo I'm stuck in this organized crime lifeShook slingers get robbed blindSoldier ain't afraid to do timeWe run the range like a militant co-thugMeanwhile on the streets, what I kill is just throw slugsSupplying the corner, so them dealers can sell drugsNow you see my block get hotRob or shoot and get shotPolice wanna know our names yo, that's why we stay lowI'm caught up between my music and street lifeMy blood is like my heart dear GodAnd my gat is my wifeThis world is spinning into sicker times, thawing like iceHated female probation officers, they boook us for spiteI'm living fouler, ever since Squiggs lost his lifeHard cold stone, don't give ***** you get blownNever talk my shit on phone ever since I came homeYou puff your glass jaw, I puff my marley sit on the railYou tell your untruth, I tell reality from Rexdale[CHORUS 1]Material world - got me addictedDrug money corners - got me addictedThem sawed down barrels - got me addictedGuarding my heart - but still I'm addicted[Second Verse]Yo I got hit, ever since worseNo I never did snatch purse, exampleMy palm grips the pearl handleToo many flaws in the way, that makes us disturbedLike pulling out, broad daylight like I got some nerveThe only thing now, this music got my face baitedThis leaves me more risk round snitches and hipocritesPlace under warrents, they want me on the cell blockTrying to give me fourteen years and keep me on lockSurround my house, front and back in the night light wishing to book meTwo in the morning but they can't find me, trying to look meAin't nothing much to say, after the street already hook meI guess I'm addicted like my mind has took me - took meWe be dealing with this physical, some lie regardlessSometimes the bigger the grains who hit hardestI never boast about it, be smart like the smartestI wipe it off, I loaded it with leather gloves regardlessCHORUS 1[CHORUS 2]My Rexdale blocks - got me addictedAll them work nights - got me addictedUndeath fast money - got me addictedGuarding my heart - but still I'm addicted[Third Verse]I'm from the Rex-village, dollar signs who's quick to stick itRun up in your house to be specificAin't nothing perfect or terrific, so lay down quickSpecial delivery of open burn wound inflictedI guess they like the way we dip itGangster walks, the way we talkAnd the way we lie they down on they sidewalkFace down on the rich block, mask up right to my eyelidsStick and move quick, on the run like a fugitiveStay communicated from back roads to pay phonesI never talk too long, I switch clothesNo time for normal wasting, wash vinegar inside your basement CHORUS 1 & 2[Outro]Know what I mean for realRexdale, know what I meanWhere ever you fromGot you addictedAll my peeps locked downHold it down, know what I meanKeep the faith for realAll my peoples on the block, hustlingPeoples working, doing what ever you got to doDoing what you got to do to surviveKeep doing you thingL-D-C InfiniteFor real
