[Chorus: Blake Basic]

Addicted to winnin'

Poppin' prescriptions, I'm livin' in hell and I'm feelin' so wicked

I'm locked in a cell and I'm feelin' convicted

I fell in a well and I'm chasin' my wishes

Its not hard to but I'm seein' predictions

(Yuh yuh yuh)

Addicted to winnin'

Poppin' prescriptions, I'm livin' in hell and I'm feelin' so wicked

I'm locked in a cell and I'm feelin' convicted

I fell in a well and I'm chasin' my wishes

Its not hard to but I'm seein' predictions

(Yuh yuh yuh)

Addicted to winnin'

Poppin' prescriptions, I'm livin' in hell and I'm feelin' so wicked

I'm locked in a cell and I'm feelin' convicted

I fell in a well and I'm chasin' my wishes

Its not hard to but I'm seein' predictions

[Verse 1: Blake Basic]

Swimmin' just wishin' I'm winnin

Within my vision im sickened

Sickness is twistin' my mission

Missin' my given prescription

Wish I could chill and start trippin'

Livin' in hell and I'm sinnin'

Sit in a cell of opinions

Fixin' my cell and I fixed it

(Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh)

Makin' a call that will change things

Makin' some laws that will save me

Startin' to crawl like a baby

Target just called, they like save me

Please just save me

Pray to satan

Fatal waiting pays the nation

Blazing payment stays forsaken

Save me, save me

Drownin' im swimmin' in thoughts

Drown and the sinnin' don't stop

Drown in prescriptions I pop

Drown in a prison of cops

Cut like incisions in millions of rock

Drunken decisions I'm sippin' ciroc

Said that the sinnin don't stop

Said that but never will talk

Drownin' I'm swimmin' in thoughts

Drown and the sinnin' don't stop

Drown in prescriptions I pop

Drown in a prison of cops

Cut like incisions in millions of rock

Drunken decisions im sippin' ciroc

Said that the sinnin' don't stop

Said that but never will talk

Said that the sinnin' don't stop

Said that but never will talk

(Yuh yuh yuh)

[Verse 2: Al Kacino]

Addicted to winnin'

Ive been sippin and trippin

Drinkin that scription, you know I've been pimpin'

Rippin' these bongs, the strong I be hittin'

It keeps me up, take a puff and I'm lifted

I'm feelin so gone, for so long I've been trippin'

Writing these songs in hopes that you'll listen

You know I've been gone, you know I've been livin'

Soon I'll be gone, fuck all you bitches

I've risen to the heavens, coming for your brethren

Sayin' fuck your mother, your brother, your reverend

Runnin' with a mac eleven, comin' at your head and shootin' seven sayin' go to bed man

Yeah, go to bed man

Fill you up with some lead and

I'm so rough like Redman

(Ha ha ha ha)