A track about how music can be an addiction. Produced by Spontane: www.soundclick.com/spontanetheblacktuesday
(1st Verse)
It’s like I -- Need it to breathe/
The ink in the pen is my blood so I bleed every single time I need to send/
A message in the form of a letter, but better yet/
I can read off the sheet I bled on; show my respect/
Whenever it comes down to -- (speaking my word, preaching my verse)/
And I believe the (ink did the work)/
So I could never put it down, it contains my life/
And this piece of paper just witnesses whatever I write/
It’s set in my right palm, armed and ready to write songs/
All night long, scribbling down my life psalms/
(I love the feeling of the ecstasy it brings to me/
Also I can trust it when it writes that it’s not leaving me)/
(Forever and ever) and never will I (ever)/
Let it drop from my hands cause I know better/
- I’m not a rapper, I’m a lyricist, you know why?/
I let the pen write and I just say what’s in between the lines/
(Chorus x2)
Thanks, doctor, but please, I really need it/
I know that I’m addicted, but without it, I’m fiending/
Relaxed - yes I’m addicted it’s true/
But it’s the best high I’ve ever felt inside of the booth/
(2nd Verse)
When the pain regains itself, I’m offered some help/
By this cartridge which contains a liquid form of stealth/
I’m twitching just a little, my insides start to wriggle/
My heart in the middle, burns and burns until it sizzles/
But ahhh in the end, what a feeling I had/
All because of this drug being used on this pad/
The fumes and the drags, right handed movements and acts/
Lighting it up and smoking on this musical crack/
I feel the effect once I hear the waves of the track/
Escaping this feeling, I would be insane in the cap/
Restraining me back? Nah I’ll just have a little fit/
I’m gasping, please I just need a little bit/
Ahh thank you, it’s all of my chest now/
But I dare you to make me put this pen down/
This stuff, you don’t sniff or puff/
You just down and write, and I’m addicted to this drug/
(Chorus x2)
Thanks, doctor, but please, I really need it/
I know that I’m addicted, but without it, I’m fiending/
Relaxed - yes I’m addicted it’s true/
But it’s the best high I’ve ever felt inside of the booth/