Junkie Lyrics – Nas, DJ Premier

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[Intro:]
I Kept telling myself I was gonna kick, but I never did
I wish I did
I’ll be a junkie for the rest of my life

[Intro: Nas]
I let the flow go where it want to go
Back to Premo
Let’s do it for days of B.I.G

[Verse 1: Nas]
I 3-D Printed the studio, DVD reinvented

Me and you know who, Preem and yeah ya’ll it’s been a minute
Come up the fourth floor through the door, Premo renamed it
Now its headquarters, under a new location
We aliens like a deity trust
Men that have standards, I’m the G-O-D, uh
Bruh, I’m suppose to kick this habit
Done with it, having fun with it
Hard to let it go, how could you when you in love with it?
Once upon a time, I couldn’t start my day without it
I played it every morning loud while I’m ironing my outfit
In my car, zoning out, straight hotboxing
I need that real dope, I cannot fu*k with some box sent
Medications just don’t work, my body jerks
R&B playing concert is how I got through the hurt
808 addictions, sound of a DJ mixing
Had to stay away from my young boy, cause all he listens to
That griddy, that raw, intense, hardcore
But makes me want to put them on to so much harder songs
I console the physician, prescribe me a pill
How do I cope? I could die on this hill
Finally have a breach in lyrics, a treatment center
Counselor said I should be speaking better
Hi, I’m a rap-aholic, only been sober since my last installment
Need music with substance, so it’s abuse they call it
I’m still sick, hello everybody, now I sit

We all in this circle together, ain’t that a b!tch?
I brought my brother here with me, his name is Chris
He got a habit just like me, he cannot kick
So again, be smart, cause this is fun for me
No matter how nice you are, don’t come for me
I’m still a junkie, hip-hop junkie
I need it in my arteries, it keeps calling me

[Chorus]
And that’s serious as a heart attack
I’m an ancient artifact, we question if your art is fact
I came from the bottom
I need it in my arteries, it keeps calling me
And that’s serious as a heart attack
I’m an ancient artifact, we question if your art is fact
I came from the bottom
I need it in my arteries, it keeps calling me

[Verse 2: Nas]
’88 Rucker park, trucks and cars, hustlers, they were stunting hard
Thousand people copped hot as summer yard
Fresh out the subway cars, young Esco, no bum dress flow
Shopped at 2-5 to Nike dunked the god
Stopping was a little conscious monster, educated ignorance
Lying head ring on the index flex, let’s get into it
Brought books, caught jooks and stuck between living clean and overcoming lawlessness
Trying to balance, the constitution writers knew the troupe some are liars
A jambalaya combined with criming and law-abiding
Something they saw inside N-A-S and then Sony signed him
I’m just a humble giant
Stumble but fall forward, never backwards
What is your dream?
I’m my great great great grandfathers dream, one thing
When you make yourself too accessible
Some could lose respect if they blessed with you
The music electrocutes, it’s cause I’m a junkie

[Chorus]
And that’s serious as a heart attack
I’m an ancient artifact, we question if your art is fact
I came from the bottom
I need it in my arteries, it keeps calling me
And that’s serious as a heart attack
I’m an ancient artifact, we question if your art is fact
I came from the bottom
I need it in my arteries, it’s cause I’m a junkie