MIND ON DRUGS

And this is your mind on drugs (oh, oh)
Your mind on drugs (oh, oh)
Burn like the sun, it hurts like a gun
And now we're on the run, oh-oh-oh

Mind on drugs (oh, oh)
Mind on drugs (oh, oh)
I feel it, you feel it
A-a-a-ay, ay, eh

Uh, I clock out, light's too bright now
Cock out, strut down the runway, now my Glock out
They say I've gone crazy
Glass on the ground and my eyes hazy
From smoking on that Fugazi, baby
Fifteen years in the game 'til they fade a nigga spiraling
The kids gon' wonder who inspired them, damn

I woke up
Fucked up out my head, fucked up out my head
Runny nose
Blood on all my clothes, blood on all my clothes
Mama said
If I end up dead, if I end up dead
She would be the only one to know
Only one to know

And this is your mind on drugs (oh, oh)
Your mind on drugs (oh, oh)
Burn like the sun, it hurts like a gun
And now we're on the run, oh-oh-oh

Mind on drugs (oh, oh)
Mind on drugs (oh, oh)
I feel it, you feel it
A-a-a-ay, ay, eh