yh, it's your boy Royal-T, I'm trynna stop it but it ain't stopping, I'm trynna let it go, but it keeps popping, so I'm gonna go with the flow as they always say. sharp verse1 rap is an addiction but i ain't looking for no cure// lyrical prescriptions and this patient ain't sure//my veins keep pumping, heart beats keeps running like damn nigga bro can u give me some more//without it I'm a mess can't even endure//gave em promises now i can't even ensure// i feel so good like guy wearing sure// like a nigga wearing sure// beats on my mind that's why freestyle daily// The RHYTHM AND POETRY(RAP) it's what i do mainly// if rap was a candy, or the flow was a sucker then i swr bro i know i must be a baby// rap is pure cocaine go ask lil baby// The lines were reserved so i book it like da baby// try to be the rap god but i ain't slim shady// momma said i rap too much i said mummy maybe// yeah i said maybe, the beats made me greedy// if rap was a lady then that b!tch will be pretty//yeah i admit it i wanna be king of my city// like marcel bro yo Nicklaus are u with me// try excel but the journey will be shitty// how many cents curtis james said fifty// my lines are so rich i share some to the needy// take rap to the Max who cares about Phoebe// feel me. chorus if rap is addiction// say was the medication// divide, subtract, multiply yo you still get addition ×2 verse2 she asked why is my hand so cold// i said I'm sub zero and know that rap is my mode// been rapping since boy was 11 years old(hands fold)// see the bigger picture blindfold// mama says Royal-T boy gatta be bold// gatta be strong and u ganna grow old//time to focus time to hit the road// my vibe so expensive can not be sold// follow me on IG yh it's Tommyrules_// if rap was farming then i got many hoes// i got many tools i got may foes if this shit is reggae then where is the blues/ my skin is real cool i don't need tattoos// make em go bananas yh haters baboons//i can't stand fools// my temper lose//and i don't gatta clues// so rap is what i choose// bridge yh i'm obsessed// without it I'm stressed// God gave it to me yo, the boy is really blessed//killing beats literally tell me what's next//never be less// i wanna be greatest// i wanna make history// i wanna be the latest// i wanna be a mystery// yh a place for me// i pray for me// chorus if rap is addiction// say was the medication// divide, subtract, multiply yo you still get addition ×2