[Intro - - talking (echo)] (Poison) away boys and girls
[Verse 1 - Uh, it's how they gotta get high to get hot They smoke la to get hot, pop pills and what not You to hear this, I'm the codeine in your syrup The coca from the leaf, a necessity to hip-hop I am heroin's drop I'm equivalent to a zip lock of from your cess spot You wanna rap, You up next, huh? You wanna compete with the rest, I'm your best option, I make you quick with the You can take me when you achin, make your achings go I'm popular in the States, they even me in Jamaica Only thing, you gonna need product when you're done I promise you you done, there's more product to come I even supply coppers and doctors and ball A few politicians, some Jews, a few I even got some off their Deen, I'm mean
Yes, I am the product, I am the right's the World's dependent on me Yes, I am the product, instead of on Phonics I got hooked on me Yes, I'm the product, I am the I got all rappers workin for me Yes, I'm the product, I am "The Chronic" I got Dr. Dre "Detoxin" off me
2 - Freeway] Uh, Game too, too If you lifted off the reefer, you too All the smokin, lookin at the beef on YouTube I even got rock groups, U2 I through crews Me and music go back, I had Ray Charles singin the blues Uh, had people on parole the blues They addicted, they took me in so quickly, want back I attract most of your people that rap They get grabbed with me and get put on the news Too bad, the down side to things But I make 'em hot, the upside to that I even snatch celebrity couples like and Bob I had Britney, ask Kevin Federline I so bad, he was workin so hard He was feedin her heart and I was feedin her mind, on
[Verse 3 - This is brain on drugs, people listen, it's your brain on drugs No rehearsal, it's like that commercial the egg in the pot Your mind fry your brain on pot Choose the of the evils, either use me or not I bet you die when you on top I bet you cry the number that you got Ain't the that you had and you no longer in the number one spot You to act so bad but now you are not I can make you act right, put me in the crack pipe Everybody see you back on the mic You need a energy boost, you need some smack in life People even try to go to and kick me But somehow they always to get me back in they life I'm there when singers and writers write my movement, when people clueless I just 'em precise, uh