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Lost in Thought (Explicit) - Funkdoobiest
I can feel the pressure
I take drastic measures
That sex on my mind
And the black the on my dresser
Fills to the am
I'm gonna pay 'em
I could pack a nine
Play the ghetto really play 'em
I'm just waitin' for the libra
Judges don't ya see one
Real ni**a here
I ain't gots to porno freak one
Inhale my doobie
Ain't it kinda groovy
You'll be shinin' like a ruby
It ain't nuttin' to me
Son'll make it happen
I'm out like the phantom
Disappear reappear yet
I'm breakin' adams
Enter the mind
Not many make it out
'Cuz even real niggas
Don't know what I'm about
I'll drink my liquor
The world's gettin' sicker
Crooked is the eye watch you die
Get the picture
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I wake up cold sweatin'
I hear the gats wettin'
Niggas in the alleys lettin' off
What they gettin' is
Hell on a platter
Too much for your data
Add sh*t to my skit hoochie
What's the matter
Robbin' me softly
B**ch back up off me
I'll crack your lip trip
Then spit in your coffee
Ain't got the patience
Blowin' up your stations
Stay out my way or go
Back to the ancients
The funk funk funkdoobiest
Tomorrow I'll be vibin'
To see a different aura
It'll flow jamma
Slim let it simmer
In the doobie as it dries
Open eyes now remember
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I don't need the drama
All these mack mamas
Wanna freak a ni**a down
And take his black toma
I'm tired of the plottin'
My hood smells rotten
Tell all these niggas that
Son ain't forgotten
Thank you for the memories
And you know you can't get to me
'Cuz I'm drinkin' hennessey
Relieve that stressin'
Back to the essense
I rest the best
I won't leave you guessin'
Fear is surrounded
The molar gets pounded
I doubt if these celts know
I'm out with the ounces
On the double
Stumble into trouble
The bums in the slums feelin' dumb
Walk humble
I hold my composure
Takin' out these soldiers
Cold wet my stroll and I'm lookin'
Over shoulders
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought
I'm lost in thought