"worlds an addiction"
Thou shall not be
selfish, real nikka commandments, know a billionaire he has everything but a fam guess
How angry this man
gets, had so many bad
chicks in his
bed, strange
sex, same
sex, has addictions that are sadis
tic
Chain of events,
habits, he puts
cocaine on his
prick and acts
sick
Self-esteem needs boosting alcohol consumption
Nicotine fushion, some athletes juicing
Pastors quote biblical chapters, Psalms
All along he’s into bestiality porn, and it’s wrong, so I keep the Cali weed in the bong
And I'm strong, but the female anatomy got me sprung
And these women need shoes and baddest cars and condos
Fine clothes, and these fiends needs to get high, so they find dough
To mainline dope, and ya'll know
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[Verse 3: Nas]
So many vices, habits, round of course, bad chicks
My response to any advice on what is the insidious of life
I'm just rebellious, not selfish, guess we all share different definitions of what wealth is
I need the best things in life thats women, that’s cars
Cigars, in Venice, bottle on ice, that’s priceless
The other night, just in the emergency room
A patient said she needs to see a doctor soon
Doctor busy operating on a lady whos sedated
He can barely concentrate, cause he’s newly separated
His estranged wife likes entertaining her aqcaintence
In the house they were married in, mad people waiting
Some young some old, heads and stomachs aching
Filling out an application, cause they only medication
But the doctor need love or a quick vacation, calling up his travel agent
Same time, premedidating murdering his ex wife
Life, savage ain't it
Some need xanax, just to maintain it
We all need faith cause the world keep changing
Let go of the illusion, start some restrainin
POETRY