Addicted to the Game Jay -Z

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My first brick did it
I knew I was addicted
When I flipped it to four
Then I whipped it to more
And it's like the streets call you
How could you leave me after all I done for you?
Who else would employ you?
I made you feel royal
All it took was some oil some water some baking soda
To make you Hova
My first taste of power, I'm numb off the feeling
I'm done off niggas I can't stop dealing

[Hook]
I'm addicted to the game
The shit keeps calling my name
I need to shoot

Ain't you afraid to go to jail God use your brain, are you sane?
But like Dale Earnhardt the game is racing through my veins
And I crash every time, but like I never hit the wall
I beat the case like Pedro so I'm back pitching raw
And when the bases are loaded and cops try the squeeze play
The game ain't cold enough to ever freeze jay
And I need the green like fiends need yay
And they say it ain't right
But it's the game of life

[Hook]
I'm addicted to the game
The shit keeps calling my name
I need to shoot

I rap now
I eat good, smoke good, drink good
Multi-millionaire but still I think hood
Belly full, I can't shake it
The hunger in my belly has been replaced with other forms of starvation
I guess it's just the need to be heard
I need niggas to say I can't believe your words
I'm just an addict addicted to music
Thoughts is sporadic I got to unconfuse it
Sort of like a rubik's cube is
Every album's a color
But I fuck up the other
Color
Yeah, I guess I'm more like
A bitch with a belly but her ass is right
Ya'll don't understand me still
I'll never enjoy my success but my family will
And I'm alright with that
So the rap Jerry Rice is back
To fulfill the need
Though I lead the league
I pray everyday I travel at God's Speed
Not a minute slower
Cause the minute you're Hova
Everybody's praying for your spinach to slow up, it's sad but it's true
But niggas asses will turn blue
Holding your breath
Cause the force that's controlling my steps
Won't let me lose it
Till I'm undisputed
Until I'm one with the music
Until I'm dead and gone
In search of the perfect song
Mon mon

[Hook]
I'm addicted to the game
The shit keeps calling my name
I need to shoot




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