| Uh, it’s crazy how they gotta get high to get hot
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| They smoke la to get hot, they pop pills and what not
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| You need to hear this, I’m the codeine in your syrup
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| The coca from the coca leaf, a necessity to hip-hop
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| I am heroin’s drip drop
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| I’m equivalent to a zip lock of chronic from your cess spot
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| You wanna rap, huh? |
| You up next, huh?
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| You wanna compete with the rest, well I’m your best op
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| -tion, I make you quick with the tongue
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| You can take me when you achin, make your achings go away
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| I’m popular in the States, they even take me in Jamaica
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| Only thing, you gonna need more product when you’re done
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| I promise you when you done, there’s more product to come
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| I even supply coppers and doctors and ball players
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| A few politicians, some Jews, a few Christians
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| I even got some Muslims off their Deen, I’m mean
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| Yes, I am the product, I am the narcotic
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| That right’s the World’s dependent on me
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| Yes, I am the product, instead of Hooked on Phonics
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| I got everybody hooked on me
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| Yes, I’m the product, I am the narcotic
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| I got all these rappers workin for me
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| Yes, I’m the product, I am like «The Chronic»
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| I got Dr. Dre «Detoxin» off me
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| Uh, Game too, Snoop too
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| If you gettin lifted off the reefer, you too
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| All the people smokin, lookin at the beef on YouTube
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| I even got rock stars groups, U2
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| I move through crews
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| Me and music go back, I even had Ray Charles singin the blues
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| Uh, had people on parole singin the blues
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| They addicted, they took me in so quickly, they want back
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| I attract most of your favorite people that rap
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| They get grabbed with me quickly and get put on the news
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| Too bad, that’s the down side to things
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| But I make 'em hot, that’s the upside to that
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| I even snatch celebrity couples like Whitney and Bob
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| I even had Britney, ask Kevin Federline
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| I feel so bad, he was workin so hard
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| He was feedin her heart and I was feedin her mind, come on
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| This is your brain on drugs, people listen, it’s your brain on drugs
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| No rehearsal, it’s like that commercial with the egg in the pot
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| Your mind fry when your brain on pot
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| Choose the lesser of the evils, either use me or not
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| I bet you die when you ain’t on top
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| I bet you cry when the number that you got
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| Ain’t the number that you had and you no longer in the number one spot
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| You used to act so bad but now you are not
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| I can make you act right, just put me in the crack pipe
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| Everybody wanna see you back on the mic
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| You need a energy boost, you need some smack in your life
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| People even try to go to rehab and kick me
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| But somehow they always seem to get me back in they life
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| I’m there when singers sing and writers write
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| Peep my movement, when people clueless
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| I just keep 'em precise, uh |