I'm Addicted

Come on, man, give me a dime
I got fienders for flavours of beats and rhymes
My brains gettin’ heavy,
I feel mad rejection
I feel the rushin’ of your funk injection
So let me all have it all **** that’s funky
And let me get to tweakin’ off this here chumpy
Drink up a cup of the distilled funk
It ain’t aged 12 years but it’s potent, punk
I ain’t passed out yet,
I can’t stop but
I’m closeTo the 12-bore sureshot overdose
You see my heart palpitations pound with no limit
Another round comes down,
I’m all up in it
I’m addicted,
I’m a junkie
That’s why
I got to fiendin’ for the **** that’s funky
I’m just a addict addicted
Can ya please o.g. give me just another hit
Please o.g.
I fiend ya for the funky ****
Bring it on now and let me rip the microphone
Wit’ the new style and make it funky to the bone now
Let me back up in this
I need another fix,
I’m knockin’ doors off hinges
Coz I’m the type
I have to take it all no strain
Just load it up and drop the beat now please inject my vein
There’s a chemical breakdown and balanced reaction
And I ain’t gettin’ down with just a portion of the fraction of the funk
No joke, I need it all, indeed
Now warm it up and line it up so
I can feed my greed