Lyrics Drugs - Dag Savage, Johaz, Co$$

Drugs

My shit is that crack rock
Hollywood cocaine
So Thelonious man, that beat is that Coltrane
Fresh out the North American wilderness
Blessed like an Islamic pilgrimage
Chop lines that’ll shine like a sun on the pyramids
Mecca be the place where the heart of my spirit is
‘Cuz snakes by the grass just to show where they venom is
The crack is so limitless, but hardly seen
Niggas talk about they paper, but they hardly cream
Brothers claim they cook white but they hardly steam
My flowss lines of that coke, nigga Charlie Sheen
The scroll excellent, high-power like Mescaline
Asiatic specimen, resurrecting your next of kin
I spit the fire voltage, prescribe a higher dosage
From my divine opus you subscribe and leave your mind focused
You now rockin' with the Son of Man
Kill wack rappers at the jam like the Son of Sam
Move like a thief in the night
Promoters better have my cheese before I breathe on the mic
My shit is that crack rock
Hollywood cocaine
So Thelonious, man that beat is that Coltrane
Black Tar Heron, Morris and Cobain
This is your life
Look around and it’s so strange
My shit is that crack rock
Hollywood cocaine
So Thelonious, man that beat is that Coltrane
Black Tar Heron, Morris and Cobain
This is your life
Look around and it’s so strange
This be that Fash Ecology, black psychology
Drop it like a comet or Muhammad kickin' prophecy
We don’t get along like Ahmadinejad and Ariel Sharon
And that’s cause y’all cloned
You cats tried to copy me, repossess your crowns
'Cuz the Dirty Science colony holds monopoly on thrones (Haa)
Blaze your dome, that be the king’s chair, and how you dare ever raise your tone
To some royal ones, killin' all traitors and unloyal ones
Brother man, walk the Motherland where the soil, sun, sky, and the clouds black
We gon' make the crowd clap and heads nod
Writers write about us in they headlines
Co$$ is like a mixture of that thug nigga from Oakland
And that Biggie man from Bed-Stuy
Focus with my best eye — the third one
Burnin' down trees ‘til the herb done
The Earth spun off the axis, then reversed months, lets take it back
Funny how them nukkas claiming realest be the fakest acts
The first ones that’s faking jacks, you know my M-O
I’m talking worldwide, San Dago to South Central
We gon' get that change, plain and simple
The flow get 'em open like, opiates
Every line i write, like a line of China White, the pulp fiction over dose clip
I put a pencil in motion, to make a motion picture, kinda like that blow flick,
minus the broke bitch
I spit it so vivid, we so living it, yall niggas is so fiction, I’m so sick of
this
I’m Nino Brown, rock heads like (?), new jack city out the 'lac get a hit of
this
Dirty Science coming through the speakers, breaking beakers
And the recipe is secret, 'till we link it to the leakers-
Put it on the street first, leave it out for research
Wait until they fiening then we lead 'em like a sheep herd
See sir, we cooking up that product out the pot that got 'em
Out of body, out of mind, thinking that they leave earth
Got 'em coming out their pockets when they landing feet first
Welcome back, greet 'em with a heater