look for something better Soon you'll see That you're addicted to me (to me, to me) That you're addicted to me (to me, to me) x4 I'll be here forever
for something better Soon you'll see That you're addicted to me That you're addicted to me That you're addicted to me That you're addicted to me
Traduction: The Click Five. Addicted To Me.
thinkin made me crave Abe Lincolns The days I spent stinkin caught victims on the weekends Seeking a better path, expose a better half of me Blast for me, the task after me
they love me everywhere, i used to cop in Harlem, all of my dominicanos right there up on broadway, brought me back to that McDonalds, took it to my stash spot, Five
tag missin Polices' try to pursue me it's nothin but gas given Addicted to fast livin, yes I'm one of my dads children Think I'm bad now shoulda seen me
a stain on my shirt You can blame my old earth, for the shit she instilled in me Still with me Pain plus work shit she made me milk this game for all
all your bad habits, bad blood fanatics Clean up the magic, chrome startin' up static Greed means that you die quick, click the vision Greed lies ambition, five
town to motherfuckin G-town Creep around everybody G'd out Can't see how you can dawg me out Make me out, take me out Deep south, my hood got more slack
sting On warriors in the ring, get mashed out initiation face slashed out Block dropper, drama action like I won an Oscar Eye on me, feds spy on me,
' Polices try to pursue me it's nothin' but gas given' Addicted to fast livin', yes I'm one of my dads children Think I'm bad now shoulda seen me before
Scarface sniffin' cocaine Holdin' a M-16, see with the pen I'm extreme, now Bulletholes left in my peepholes I'm suited up in street clothes Hand me
dome and slowly clicked it Now I feel the adrenheline rush that's got me so addicted Motivatin' me to play, a second time, then a third time Fourth
' to stay alive Moms workin', 11:30 to curfew, I was tryin' to stay till five Hopin' the corners stay alive, while I'm killin' it Can't stop me before
me crave Ab Lincolns The days I spent stinkin', caught victims on the weekends Seekin' a better path, expose a better half of me Blast for me, the task after me
