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lirik lagu gripp - addicted to the wickedest

[hook: gripp & jack of co.z]
get the nicorette, ‘cos you’re addicted
to our rhymes like cigarette and addicted
to the lines like c0ke. every line that we wrote
has your mind like, “woah”. addicted to the wickedest

[verse 1: jack of co.z]
gripp and i together? we are synergy synced
a monster of power like the energy drink
but we cannot be bottled, and we cannot be canned
and we cannot be filtered ‘cos we aren’t spam.
can your mind keep up or is it impotent?
guess you better read the lyrics and repeat it infinite
‘cos i hate how i gotta just stop and wait
inpatient like a gynecologist operates
gotta be great so that we’re always shining when we’re rhyming
you can try to copy carbon, but you’ll find we’re spitting diamonds
stay reclining ‘cos we never felt a tiny bit of pressure.
school more pupils than professional professors
if this is not impressive then you’ve redefined the adjective
‘cos after this we’re leaving all these other rappers practicing
our white powder stripes on the mirror—dope lines.
addicted from the very first hit that had you hearing our rhymes

[hook: gripp & jack of co.z]

[verse 2: gripp]
i’m the type to just spaz on a flow, babbling, so arrogant
magic. my tracks could be a baffling show
half of my own fans got c0ke habits; i’m practically blow
actually dope. punch an mc through the back of his throat
watch him hack as he chokes, coughing like a bag of the ‘dro
in the p-ssenger seat, back roads, travelling slow
i m-ssacre foes. and me? i’m in a cl-ss of my own
i’m like your meth recipe. test me. light a match and i blow
and don’t be looking at me like you’re cooking up speed
your rhymes are more like ambien: they put me to sleep
i’ll put a foot in your t–th. hope you get back to bitin’, busting like us
but your dentist might just be a bit to busy huffing nitrous
got the point? look how i rock the joint. i’m not to toy with
so come to fight us, hope you’re popping ‘roids
i’ll give a dj a real reason to scratch with my bars
‘cos when they listen, they’re twitching, itching from tracks on their arms.

[hook: gripp & jack of co.z]

[verse 3: gripp & jack of co.z]
grit your t–th now for the beat-down. we’re rhyming so legit
that with these styles, i hope your doc prescribes you opiates
make the vocals fit. spit the dopest sh-t. we get the rebound
from every hopeless brick you toss while your label rips you off
you signed a three-sixty thinking it’s a fair deal?
sh-t, they’re pimping you, dog. you should be wearing some clear heels
we’re on the same side, should be fighting the same enemy
but your music bores fans; ours changes their brain chemistry
we are what you pretend to be, independent, tremendous
while you fall apart. check the entropy when they’re on a spending spree
that’s fine with us ‘cos when our fans are tryin’a find a buzz, well…
your music might be crack but ours is designer drugs
that’s why we got ’em lining up, an excellent trail
we expect to prevail. your expression is pale
but you can send us some bail and come and get us in jail
right after we get locked up for possession and sale

[hook: gripp & jack of co.z]

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