you can t fight your addiction youre a junky cause man every substance has its addict and everybodys an addict for something once this bad habit has sunk in youre anxious in your stomach without it youve gotta have it to function djs need x to feel strong on the decks and snort up forty lines of white before performing their sets for the effects its a sinful reflex the fiend needs the needle and the nympho needs sex you cant fight some need weed to create they keep weaving their papes and reefer blazing all day we can relate they feel weak if they aint puffing on a weekly basis realitys a bitch and they aint eager to face it some drugs are legal like the coffee in your mug others cant stop smoking when theyre coughing up their blood music is a drug too if theyre holding a grudge ill slip the crowd some md and theyll be showing me love you can t fight your addiction you you want it badly dont you cant you gotta have it aint you fight cause youz a junky and i know what you need some sit on their sofa sipping and swiggingnas to silly soap operas in a delirious coma when they smell smoke in the kitchen a serious odour they wont get up to check until their series is over a woman wanted a dress she got mad and fussed she wore it once and shoved it back in the closet to gather dust shes fighting fepression with chocolate under the covers shell race to the gym to replace one addiction with another you can t fight you can be a billionaire and be needy people are addicted to dough theyre just so greedy for these pieces of paper they keep away in secret chambers that change hands and meet with strangers such a strange invention that causes pain and tension time is money and who can afford to pay attention never enough you need more so you went and bought the latest doctor flake album at the store you can t fight your addiction you you want it badly dont you cant you gotta have it aint you fight cause youz a junky and i know what you need