Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Product, artist - Freeway.
Date of issue: 14.02.2010
Song language: English
The Product |
Uh, it’s crazy how they gotta get high to get hot |
They smoke la to get hot, they pop pills and what not |
You need to hear this, I’m the codeine in your syrup |
The coca from the coca leaf, a necessity to hip-hop |
I am heroin’s drip drop |
I’m equivalent to a zip lock of chronic from your cess spot |
You wanna rap, huh? |
You up next, huh? |
You wanna compete with the rest, well I’m your best op |
-tion, I make you quick with the tongue |
You can take me when you achin, make your achings go away |
I’m popular in the States, they even take me in Jamaica |
Only thing, you gonna need more product when you’re done |
I promise you when you done, there’s more product to come |
I even supply coppers and doctors and ball players |
A few politicians, some Jews, a few Christians |
I even got some Muslims off their Deen, I’m mean |
Yes, I am the product, I am the narcotic |
That right’s the World’s dependent on me |
Yes, I am the product, instead of Hooked on Phonics |
I got everybody hooked on me |
Yes, I’m the product, I am the narcotic |
I got all these rappers workin for me |
Yes, I’m the product, I am like «The Chronic» |
I got Dr. Dre «Detoxin» off me |
Uh, Game too, Snoop too |
If you gettin lifted off the reefer, you too |
All the people smokin, lookin at the beef on YouTube |
I even got rock stars groups, U2 |
I move through crews |
Me and music go back, I even had Ray Charles singin the blues |
Uh, had people on parole singin the blues |
They addicted, they took me in so quickly, they want back |
I attract most of your favorite people that rap |
They get grabbed with me quickly and get put on the news |
Too bad, that’s the down side to things |
But I make 'em hot, that’s the upside to that |
I even snatch celebrity couples like Whitney and Bob |
I even had Britney, ask Kevin Federline |
I feel so bad, he was workin so hard |
He was feedin her heart and I was feedin her mind, come on |
This is your brain on drugs, people listen, it’s your brain on drugs |
No rehearsal, it’s like that commercial with the egg in the pot |
Your mind fry when your brain on pot |
Choose the lesser of the evils, either use me or not |
I bet you die when you ain’t on top |
I bet you cry when the number that you got |
Ain’t the number that you had and you no longer in the number one spot |
You used to act so bad but now you are not |
I can make you act right, just put me in the crack pipe |
Everybody wanna see you back on the mic |
You need a energy boost, you need some smack in your life |
People even try to go to rehab and kick me |
But somehow they always seem to get me back in they life |
I’m there when singers sing and writers write |
Peep my movement, when people clueless |
I just keep 'em precise, uh |