Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song They Got Me On Medication, artist - Jayo Felony. Date of issue: 31.12.1994
Song language: English
They Got Me On Medication |
| Woke up on the m-i-double s-i-o-n |
| Get the Mack 10, no fuckin time to grin |
| Drugged out, bugged out, another sucker dies |
| Blood is holy water, who wanna get baptized? |
| South East has got me hot, I’m lettin hurt off |
| So now I’m doin a fuckin jack with my shirt off |
| They drew down, I threw down my gun, boss |
| But yo loc, guard your grill as I threw the right cross |
| The ride along hit me on my back for starters |
| Tryin to break me down while I’m chokin his partner |
| I’m loc’in up, puttin busters to rest |
| Fuck the county, I’m goin to the coockoo’s nest |
| It’s hard to breathe, they got the Loc hog tied |
| Like a look on my face like my muthafuckin dog died |
| Now I’m fallin deep into meditation |
| In a rubberroom — they got me on medication |
| Thorazine |
| Shootin niggas in the stomach with my Glock, pop, pop |
| Medication |
| Thorazine |
| Shootin niggas in the stomach with my Glock, pop, pop… |
| Somebody help me before another body’s found |
| The Thorazine they prescribed doesn’t calm me down |
| I fiend for the fuckin sound of the paramedics |
| I’m shootin up more needles than a sugar diabetic |
| I don’t wanna go to sleep because I’m sufferin delusions |
| Hallucination, paranoia, and confusions |
| Why the fuck do I drive around in a hearse? |
| But the symtoms start showin way back at this child’s birth |
| Then at the age of 6 this fool tried to play me soft |
| He took my toy and I cut his little sister’s fingers off |
| My mama whupped my ass cause she knew I was tweakin |
| Cause I dropped to my knees and said, «Thanks for the beatin» |
| Is it flashbacks from the loop? |
| Because I’m peelin busta niggas' caps as if it was a fruit |
| The Loc is on his own and my mind is racin |
| 200 miles a fuckin hour, they got me on medication |
| Thorazine |
| Shootin niggas in the stomach with my Glock, pop, pop |
| Medication |
| Thorazine |
| Shootin niggas in the stomach with my Glock, pop, pop… |
| Me need to see a psych, Jayo, fuck you |
| You need to see a psych, Jayo, fuck you |
| You need to see a psych, Jayo, fuck you |
| You need to see a psych, Jayo, fuck you |
| Yo loc, I think they all tryin to do me |
| I read the Bible, words jump out and then God explained em to me |
| I can’t be controlled when I’m mad |
| And then my good side picks a fuckin argument with the bad |
| The bad throws a blow without a doubt |
| And now I’m laid out on the ground because I just knocked myself out |
| I jack my own homies if I need a buck |
| On the ground, get down muthafucka, give it up |
| Why God, am I trippin on a mission? |
| Don’t need to be in society in this condition |
| The drugs keep fuckin with my brain |
| And now I got more enemies than Sadam Hussein |
| At first it was just a part of my music |
| Now I’m fiendin for my mind because I didn’t mean to lose it |
| From this bullshit world I need a vacation |
| Somebody get me out of here, dog, they got me on medication |
| Thorazine |
| Shootin niggas in the stomach with my Glock, pop, pop |
| Medication |
| Thorazine |
| Shootin niggas in the stomach with my Glock, pop, pop… |
| Me need to see a psych, Jayo, fuck you |
| You need to see a psych, Jayo, fuck you |
| You need to see a psych, Jayo, fuck you |
| You need to see a psych, Jayo, fuck you |