[Intro - Freeway - (echo)] (Poison) Stay boys and girls
[Verse 1 - Uh, it's crazy how gotta get high to get hot They la to get hot, they pop pills and what not You need to hear this, I'm the codeine in your The coca the coca leaf, a necessity to hip-hop I am heroin's drop I'm equivalent to a zip lock of chronic from your spot You wanna rap, huh? You up next, You compete with the rest, well I'm your best option, I make you with the tongue You can take me when you achin, make your achings go I'm popular in the States, they even take me in Only thing, you gonna need more 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 Muslims off their Deen, I'm mean
Yes, I am the product, I am the That right's the dependent on me Yes, I am the product, instead of on Phonics I got everybody on me Yes, I'm the product, I am the I got all these workin for me Yes, I'm the product, I am "The Chronic" I got Dr. Dre "Detoxin" off me
[Verse 2 - Uh, Game too, too If you lifted off the reefer, you too All the people smokin, lookin at the beef on I even got stars groups, U2 I move crews Me and go back, I even had Ray Charles singin the blues Uh, had people on singin the blues addicted, they took me in so quickly, they want back I attract most of favorite people that rap They get grabbed me quickly and get put on the news Too bad, that's the down side to But I 'em hot, that's the upside to that I even snatch celebrity couples like and Bob I even had Britney, ask Federline I feel so bad, he was so hard He was feedin her and I was feedin her mind, come on
[Verse 3 - This is your brain on drugs, listen, it's your brain on drugs No rehearsal, it's like that with the egg in the pot mind fry when your brain on pot Choose the lesser of the evils, use me or not I bet you die when you on top I bet you cry when the number you got the number 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 wanna see you on the mic You need a energy boost, you need some smack in life People even try to go to rehab and me But somehow always seem to get me back in they life I'm there when sing and writers write Peep my movement, people clueless I just 'em precise, uh