[Intro - Freeway - (echo)] (Poison) Stay boys and girls
[Verse 1 - Uh, it's crazy how they gotta get to get hot They smoke la to get hot, they pop and what not You to hear this, I'm the codeine in your syrup The coca the coca leaf, a necessity to hip-hop I am drip drop I'm equivalent to a zip lock of chronic your cess spot You rap, huh? You up next, huh? You wanna compete the rest, well I'm your best option, I make you with the tongue You can take me when you achin, make your go away I'm popular in the States, they even take me in Only thing, you gonna need more when you're done I promise you when you done, more product to come I even supply and doctors and ball players 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 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
[Verse 2 - Uh, Game too, too If you gettin off the reefer, you too All the people smokin, at the beef on YouTube I even got stars groups, U2 I move through Me and go back, I even had Ray Charles singin the blues Uh, had on parole singin the blues addicted, they took me in so quickly, they want back I attract most of your people that rap They get grabbed with me and get put on the news Too bad, that's the side to things But I make 'em hot, that's the to that I snatch celebrity couples like Whitney and Bob I even had Britney, ask Federline I feel so bad, he was so hard He was feedin her heart and I was feedin her mind, on
[Verse 3 - This is your brain on drugs, listen, it's your brain on drugs No rehearsal, it's like commercial with 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 you ain't on top I bet you cry when the number 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 wanna see you on the mic You need a energy boost, you need some smack in your People even try to go to rehab and me But somehow they always seem to get me back in life I'm there when singers and writers write Peep my movement, when people I just 'em precise, uh