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3. Tha Addictor's Theme (feat. Jamil Raheem)

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Need I need, I need, I need Yeah yeah yeah Tell em' that I need Yeah I need Yeah I need that Tryna feel tryna fiend yeah I need that All these vices on my brain yeah I need that I'm just tryna numb the pain yeah I need that Yeah I need Tryna tell you that I need that Tryna feel tryna fiend yeah I need that All these vices on my brain yeah I need that I'm just tryna numb the pain yeah I need that Yeah I need Uh Fiend for another exhale Living basic cant put my energy into retail Too much invested in this female So many answers I seek still Who am I Will I ever sign that rap deal Will my daughter feel this emptiness I keep here residing in my soul Will I ever be greatest rapper walk inside of studios Will they ever see these lines cant compare to silver and gold Got dang Do I make my parents proud A deacon's son but took my lyrics a whole different route Does me contemplating suicide uncomfortably freak you out But I think it though All this ganja I'm inhaling it ain't numbing no more Will I see my craft recited by people at all of my shows How I cope not seeing Zeek's mom not smile anymore Or Dashia joking like she grown reciting all of my songs I'm just feinding for some closure Tired of losing myself to people and feelings I long for I want more Man yeah Need that Tryna feel tryna fiend yeah I need that All these vices on my brain yeah I need that I'm just tryna numb the pain yeah I need that Yeah I need Tryna tell you that I need that Tryna feel tryna fiend yeah I need that All these vices on my brain yeah I need that I'm just tryna numb the pain yeah I need that Yeah I need I been that nigga that ain't inspired to write that fire The rap game done changed and honestly I'm tired You got these niggas like Pump these niggas is punks Wanna troll the best in the game You been writing for months No years nigga You got ears nigga Do you hear that shit you be saying You gotta be playing I rap the shit that make people say they proud of me man Every time I spit its like a choppa' I gotta be spraying Your shit is useless You should thank your producers They done made you niggas famous They your career boosters I see the competition But I just make my music So humble but ready to rumble on my PS2 shit This is a institution Learn young niggas learn And choose to be the opposition Burn young niggas burn Shit Or whoever wanna get it At the top of this rap shit is what I want in prediction Need that Tryna feel tryna fiend yeah I need that All these vices on my brain yeah I need that I'm just tryna numb the pain yeah I need that Yeah I need Tryna tell you that I need that Tryna feel tryna fiend yeah I need that All these vices on my brain yeah I need that I'm just tryna numb the pain yeah I need that Yeah I need
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