Rap Junkies

It's only when I'm drunk like the licks

With the skunk in the spliff

I kick funk to the lips

Twist bottle caps like tricks

Known to run away when a woman play tricks

Since age six when I took eight trips

I've been stuck to my seat and I haven't aged since

I saw B-Real hit the bong

So the piggy bank got smashed, I had to have one

I've been addicted since young

It was the hip hop that made do it

I was hooked to fix since Rae had the thick links

I never paid for the cassette it was a quick lynch

Cutting off alarm tags with the 6-inch

This is the definition of a drunken scholar

Living in squalor

If you're with me, come follow

'Cause I just have to have that raw that sound

Only the real will feel the underground

Let's take it back to the start

It was lost now it's found

I guess I'm addicted to this hip hop and I can't put it down

I'd wake up and shake off the lice

Jump off the glacier, break off the ice

I don't change sheets

I scrape off mites

Back slap rats

Steal food off mice

Answer me this

If Satan was Christ

Would you take some advice?

Flames to the frost

I rose from a death, so cold

The whole world froze on the spot

From the tree tops comes a rumble

I swing through your weed crops like George of the Jungle

I get more drunk than Barn Gumble

Plus I puff more skunk than Garfunkel

If the spliff ain't lit, I'm disgruntled

If your hip hop's shit, I diss quickly

Piff Sanchez, bitch, I get shwifty

'Cause I just have to have that raw, that sound

Only the real will feel the underground

Let's take it back to the start

It was lost, now it's found

I guess I'm addicted to this hip hop and I can't put it down

Real life drama

No fixed abode

Leaf Dog, Leaf Diggy Diggy

Smellington, wack

Buy my fucking album

To all my rap junkies