Addicted

Lyrics
[Verse 1: Bukshot] I remember when it wasn't cool to be a rapper (rapper) If you told 'em that you rap, nothing but some laughter (but some laughter) Just another little kid sitting back wishing (sitting back wishing) Full of ambition and a fan of rhymes spitting (rhymes spitting) Walkman in my pocket with my Eazy-E tape (Eazy-E tape) Mom and dad hated rap, they couldn't relate Back in high school me and my homie Nate (and my homie Nate) Start writing rhymes during class every day The shit was wack back then but we was having fun (having fun) Skipping class, writing songs, packing guns (packing guns) Whoever thought out of Louisville I'd be the one (be the onе) After dropping Welcome To Thе Ville I'd start my run (start my run) Never thought for a second that I'd make it far (far) Thought the road that I was traveling was pretty hard Choices that I had to make were pulling me apart The hand was dealt to me guess I had to play the cards [Chorus: Stevie Stone] I'm addicted to this game (to this game) What it brings (with what it brings) Struggle and laughter and pain, aw yeah I've been talked about but yet still remain (I still remain) I was young, had a vision, had a dream I'm addicted to this game (game) If I can breathe then I got it (breathe then I got it) Anything it is possible (anything it is possible) Through the trials and the dumb storming rain (all the rain) Having learned it to balance out and contain I'm addicted to this game [Verse 2: Bukshot] What you people didn't understand back then There wasn't no Bubba Sparxxx or no Eminem There wasn't Jelly Roll, Rittz, or Haystak There wasn't hardly any white rappers way back So the odds were against me from the fucking jump (from the fucking jump) Never backed down, never been a fucking punk (fucking punk) Fought through it, broke the odds, made my name In the underground, a major factor in the game On the streets of Kentucky I'm a legend man Ask anybody they know who the hell I am But what I just don't get, what I'll never understand (understand) Is the lack of respect these other artists have (artists have) I don't mean the vets dawg it's these young bucks (young bucks) Some of these up-and-comers just don't give a fuck They don't care about the music, they just want some fame They don't respect the game, how can the respect my name? [Chorus: Stevie Stone] I'm addicted to this game (to this game) What it brings (with what it brings) Struggle and laughter and pain, aw yeah I've been talked about but yet still remain (I still remain) I was young, had a vision, had a dream I'm addicted to this game (game) If I can breathe then I got it (breathe then I got it) Anything it is possible (anything it is possible) Through the trials and the dumb storming rain (all the rain) Having learned it to balance out and contain I'm addicted to this game [Bridge: Stevie Stone] Oh yeah All the pain I still remain Yeah [Verse 3: Bukshot] I can dig it if they just don't like the way I flow or if they think that I'm not lyrical enough to blow (enough to blow) Never did this for the recognition or the glory Do it for the love of music, how can you ignore me? Tell me how can any rapper I see on the street act like they don't know me every time our eyes meet (our eyes meet) Sometimes they see me at a show and won't acknowledge me When honestly I'd be more happy if they challenged me (challenged me) Just like every human being I just want respect This ain't coming from a rookie homie, I'm a vet Surviving independent still remain a threat All this time I done did, I'm not finished yet (I'm not finished yet) And I've done said that I won't leave until I'm good and ready Got so much left to write, my pen and pad is heavy Watch me tell it like a preacher from the pulpit (pulpit) Somebody please get me a shovel for this bullshit [Chorus: Stevie Stone] I'm addicted to this game (to this game) What it brings (with what it brings) Struggle and laughter and pain, aw yeah I've been talked about but yet still remain (I still remain) I was young, had a vision, had a dream I'm addicted to this game (game) If I can breathe then I got it (breathe then I got it) Anything it is possible (anything it is possible) Through the trials and the dumb storming rain (all the rain) Having learned it to balance out and contain I'm addicted to this game [Outro: Stevie Stone] Be calling on me (calling on me) Be calling on me (calling on me) Aw yeah (aw yeah) I've been rejected I've been confused Aw yeah (aw yeah) I'm addicted to this game
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Credits
- Writers
- Stevie Stone
- Bukshot