Addicts
Unknown T Lyrics


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(Pyroman)

Yeah
Cracks in the buildin', yeah, they made it fall apart
I don't keep up with appearances to make you feel a part
Yeah, what I do, yeah, you weren't there
Yeah, when I started all of the lines
I've seen it all through them motherfuckin' eyes
Six senses, yeah, that I got
The tightest tight with the plugs, it's a knot
I got careers, my huncho don't stop
I had to sacrifice love to progress
Used to put love, have him under duress
I made her sit on a pack
I told her a chicken always take care of the eggs
Managed the Pyrex, what I got up to before
Let's take a guess
Brothers try catch up to me, they need rest
This shit gets tirin', know I'm the wizard
I'm still an enigma, I paint a good picture
I cannot stop, I'm a machine, yeah
Used to be a routine, yeah
I was sittin' and baggin', yeah
Now I eat cuisines, yeah
Now I eat Wagyu beef, yeah
That shit's a hundred a fillet, yeah
Worked out my flow, how to steal it, yeah
Water on me, I distill it, yeah
Can't take her back and I hit it, yeah
Fam, I'm on my bag that I gotta carry
And I'll do it all in man's city, yeah
Scorin' golazos, that's Sane, yeah
Any amount and they ran it, yeah

They gon' say hello to me
I'm good with rubber bands, bitch (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow)
Man, it's been a decent year
I'm smokin' Cali', it's a habit (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow)
Man, it's kinda sad that kids are killin' kids
Man, that shit tragic (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow)
And they can't help it
Man, that people's parents
Yeah, they were drug addicts (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow)
And I can't lie
Yeah, I used to sell some drugs to the addicts (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow)
Man, I can't lie
Man, I used to sell some drugs to the addicts (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow, grr, baow)

Let's get shit straight
If you're fuckin' with me, there's a stick in the base
We pop shit bait and pop them doors
Anytime and any place
Too many times had to pattern the case
Me and bro had to petrol bathe
If I buck into opps, no fear in my heart
Man's pressin' the gauge
If you got TT then it better be white
Don't give me a Z if it's comin' out beige
Don't fuck with my cake
If you're bumpin' me, man's robbin' the flake
I still put buj on my block
I still try focus on black like Dave
How many punks try to set it on me
And I ended up chingin' and flippin' the page?
How can I beef these punks?
I'm a thug man livin'
Got the bruck back spinnin'
If man try roll up then it gets barked at him
Weed that I'm billin', we rise and ping him
Two dum-dums in a gauge 'cah the nozzle's twinnin'
Revolver's spinnin', uh
Get the trapline blingin'
Slang it and dish it, I must be the trillest, uh
I'm trapped in the ends with skengs, drug addicts and drillers
Ballys and dingers, uh
Still get drilly
Poke man's head, have him lookin' like Krillin, uh
Fuck how you're feelin', my shit is the realest

They gon' say hello to me
I'm good with rubber bands, bitch (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow)
Man, it's been a decent year
I'm smokin' Cali', it's a habit (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow)
Man, it's kinda sad that kids are killin' kids
Man, that shit tragic (grr, baow, grr, baow)
And they can't help it
Man, that people's parents
Yeah, they were drug addicts (grr, baow, grr, baow)
And I can't lie
Yeah, I used to sell some drugs to the addicts (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow)




Man, I can't lie
Man, I used to sell some drugs to the addicts (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow, grr, baow)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Unknown T and M Huncho's "Addicts" seem to talk about the experiences of two rappers who came from the bottom and grew to become successful. The chorus of the song highlights the reality of kids killing kids and how drug addiction in parents can affect their children. The verse by Unknown T is about his drug dealer life and how he had to resort to it to survive. The rapper describes how he had to sacrifice love and put his girl under duress to progress. He also talks about how much he has achieved despite starting small and how he is an enigma that paints a good picture.


On the other hand, Huncho talks about his life surrounded by drug addicts and the streets. How he managed to get through it all and achieve success while sticking to his principles. He also talks about living life and smoking Cali while admitting that it is sad to see drugs destroy families and how he used to sell drugs to the addicts.


Overall, "Addicts" is a reflection of the harsh realities of growing up in poverty and how many youths resort to drug dealing and addiction to survive. The lyrics reflect the two rappers' life experiences, struggles, and triumphs.


Line by Line Meaning

Cracks in the buildin', yeah, they made it fall apart
The decline of the building is attributed to the damages at the foundation level.


I don't keep up with appearances to make you feel a part
I do not pretend to be someone for the sake of including you in my circle.


Yeah, what I do, yeah, you weren't there
You did not contribute or participate when I needed support.


I've seen it all through them motherfuckin' eyes
I have experienced and witnessed everything that I am referring to.


Six senses, yeah, that I got
I possess the ability to sense beyond the basic five human senses.


The tightest tight with the plugs, it's a knot
There is a highly secure connection with my drug suppliers.


I got careers, my huncho don't stop
I am not limited to one occupation or job, and my partner is always at work.


I had to sacrifice love to progress
I gave up my affectionate relationships for the sake of advancement.


Used to put love, have him under duress
I was once controlling and restrictive in my romantic relationships.


I made her sit on a pack
I made my female partner hold my drug stash for me.


I told her a chicken always takes care of the eggs
I shared my belief that those who are in possession of something valuable should protect it.


Managed the Pyrex, what I got up to before
I used to handle and sell drugs and had success with it.


Brothers try catch up to me, they need rest
My rivals and competition struggle to keep up with my pace of work.


This shit gets tirin', know I'm the wizard
Working nonstop is exhausting, but I am skilled and highly proficient.


I'm still an enigma, I paint a good picture
I am still mysterious, but I present myself well to others.


I cannot stop, I'm a machine, yeah
I am a workaholic and cannot be stopped.


Used to be a routine, yeah
It was once habitual for me.


I was sittin' and baggin', yeah
I spent my time packaging and preparing drugs for sale.


Now I eat cuisines, yeah
Now I enjoy different types of food from various cultures.


Now I eat Wagyu beef, yeah
I now consume an expensive and premium type of beef known as Wagyu.


That shit's a hundred a fillet, yeah
This type of beef is very expensive, costing about one hundred dollars per steak.


Worked out my flow, how to steal it, yeah
I have improved and established my own style of music, and I use it skillfully.


Water on me, I distill it, yeah
I carry weapons on me, and I use them to cause harm and distress.


Can't take her back and I hit it, yeah
I had sex with a woman but cannot start a relationship with her again.


Fam, I'm on my bag that I gotta carry
I am focused on my income and work that I must carry with me.


And I'll do it all in man's city, yeah
I will fulfill all of my work in the city where I am from.


Scorin' golazos, that's Sane, yeah
I am scoring impressive goals in soccer like the player Sane.


Any amount and they ran it, yeah
Regardless of the amount ordered, they were able to take care of it.


They gon' say hello to me
I have experience interacting with the police for criminal offenses.


I'm good with rubber bands, bitch (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow)
I am skilled in handling a large sum of cash and using rubber bands.


Man, it's been a decent year
This year has been neither exceptional nor mediocre.


I'm smokin' Cali', it's a habit (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow)
It has become almost automatic for me to smoke high-quality marijuana from California.


Man, it's kinda sad that kids are killin' kids
It is disheartening that young individuals are murdering each other.


Man, that shit tragic (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow)
It is indeed a severe and unfortunate event.


And they can't help it
They are unable to control their violent urges.


Man, that people's parents
The parents of those children are to blame for their actions.


Yeah, they were drug addicts (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow)
The parents of these young killers had addiction problems with drugs.


And I can't lie
I must be honest in admitting.


Yeah, I used to sell some drugs to the addicts (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow)
In the past, I sold drugs to those who had addiction problems.


Man, I can't lie
To be truthful.


Man, I used to sell some drugs to the addicts (mm-hmm, grr, baow, grr, baow, grr, baow)
I used to sell drugs to those who struggled with drug addiction.


Let's get shit straight
Allow me to clarify further.


If you're fuckin' with me, there's a stick in the base
If you plan to betray or mess with me, there will be a grave consequence.


We pop shit bait and pop them doors
We will insult and provoke our rivals and initiate violent confrontation.


Anytime and any place
We are always ready for confrontation, anywhere and at any time.


Too many times had to pattern the case
I have been in legal trouble frequently, and have taken steps to manage the situation.


Me and bro had to petrol bathe
My friend and I have had to douse ourselves in gasoline for protection.


If I buck into opps, no fear in my heart
If I run into my enemies, I am not afraid to confront them.


Man's pressin' the gauge
I have a firearm and am willing to use it.


If you got TT then it better be white
If you have a particular drug called TT, it should be a specific color.


Don't give me a Z if it's comin' out beige
Do not offer me a drug called Z if it is not the intended color.


Don't fuck with my cake
Do not interfere with my profits or money.


If you're bumpin' me, man's robbin' the flake
If you are listening to and enjoying my music, you are essentially funding my drug-dealing operations.


I still put buj on my block
I continue to smoke marijuana in my neighborhood.


I still try focus on black like Dave
I still try to achieve success while representing and highlighting the struggles of the black community, like the musician Dave.


How many punks try to set it on me
How many of my enemies have attempted to attack or confront me?


And I ended up chingin' and flippin' the page?
Despite their attempts, I turned things around and succeeded.


How can I beef these punks?
Why should I engage in conflict with these insignificant rivals?


I'm a thug man livin'
I am living a life defined by and associated with criminal activity.


Got the bruck back spinnin'
I have a firearm and am willing to use it.


If man try roll up then it gets barked at him
If someone attempts to approach me, I will threaten and intimidate them.


Weed that I'm billin', we rise and ping him
I am involved in selling and using drugs and associated with a group or community.


Two dum-dums in a gauge 'cah the nozzle's twinnin'
A firearm with two rounds is loaded and ready to shoot.


Revolver's spinnin', uh
A revolver is being loaded and made ready to use.


Get the trapline blingin'
Maximizing the profits of drug-dealing operations.


Slang it and dish it, I must be the trillest, uh
I am the most authentic and genuine drug dealer.


I'm trapped in the ends with skengs, drug addicts and drillers
I am surrounded by people involved in handling weapons, dealing drugs, and killing.


Ballys and dingers, uh
I wear a specific brand of shoes and gloves as a part of my criminal activities.


Still get drilly
I still engage in violent and aggressive behavior.


Poke man's head, have him lookin' like Krillin, uh
I physically attack someone, leaving them battered and beaten to the point where they resemble a character named Krillin.


Fuck how you're feelin', my shit is the realest
I don't care about your opinion on my music, it's the most genuine and authentic.


Man, that shit tragic (grr, baow, grr, baow)
It is indeed a severe and unfortunate event.


Yeah, they were drug addicts (grr, baow, grr, baow)
The parents of these young killers had addiction problems with drugs.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Adam Williams, Kyle Stemberger, M Huncho, Ricky Banton, Tung Vu Hong

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